Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

Su Ming lowered his eyes and looked at the tube on his arm. Bright red blood flowed along the tube, filling up a small test tube in the blink of an eye.

He raised his eyes to look at the doctor, "He is indeed a good researcher."

Look at this blood drawing equipment, it's so advanced...

I thought the doctor was going to give him a knife and let him bleed directly.

"Heh." The doctor sneered and quickly replaced another empty test tube. "You decide."

Su Ming was startled, and raised his head in disbelief, "Dottore, have you been spending too much time with the scattered soldiers? Why are you talking so…"

Loose and relaxed.

At the side, Pantarone lowered his eyes to look at the flowing blood, and after Dottore pulled out the needle, he stuffed a ball of gauze over to him, "You also spoke rudely when you were working overtime at Northland Bank."

I have to say, Scaramucci's speaking style is really contagious.

But maybe it's because the resentment about overtime work is too contagious.

"Ha." The doctor continued to sneer, "Anyone who lost 70% of their funding for no apparent reason would be like this. I am holding back from attacking you now, not because I don't want to, but because I don't want to find out the truth?"

Su Ming smiled, "I see. Think about it more."

What can we do?

Can you still rush over and beat him up?

The doctor's face turned cold and his cheeks puffed up slightly, as if he was trying hard to grit his teeth and suppress the urge to take action.

hateful!

How abominable!

"Hmph." The doctor snorted and quickly left with a few test tubes filled with blood.

I can’t stay here any longer. If I stay any longer, there will be one less executive officer!

"You too, want to mock the doctor whenever you see him." Pantalone looked at Su Ming with a smile, and put his hand on his shoulder. "Is it done? Master, can I have a little slice who specializes in accounting?"

"Of course." Su Ming smiled, slowly put down his sleeves, raised his head and said, "When have I never failed to fulfill Master Pantalone's words?"

Su Ming put on his coat, buttoned it up, and said softly, "But sir, I'm very curious about your deeds before you went to Zhidong."

Pantalone raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why? The distinguished vice president can't find it out by himself?"

"I can check, but I don't want to." Su Ming stood up and stood opposite Pantalone, looking at his narrowed eyes. "When I was not under the attention of the gods, I suddenly heard that the Rock King Emperor accepted a disciple, and it was an ordinary mortal. What was the master thinking?"

After saying this, Su Ming walked out the door, "Master Pantalone, you had a part in my death, but I am not angry."

Pantalone stood there, a gentle smile on his lips, "Oh?"

"I never get angry, especially when facing someone who is destined to enter the Chen Ge Pot and become part of my collection." Su Ming walked out of the workshop hall and his figure disappeared into the workshop.

Pantalone watched quietly, and after a while he couldn't help but lower his head and chuckled, "Okay."

"Are you destined to be backstabbed?" On the high platform, the young man sat on the edge, pulling the pipeline that transported energy, with his legs hanging down and swaying slightly.

The soldier raised his eyebrows, with irony in his eyes. "The subordinates I promoted have become stronger than me, and they don't respect me as their old boss at all. Pantalone, do you feel sad?"

Hearing this, Pantalone came back to his senses.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the boy above him, his smile becoming even gentler, "Why should you be sad? You, me, Dotore, Adonis, who would feel sad?"

The soldier's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the figure below without saying a word.

"From the moment I saw Lady Galina in the winter, I knew he was back." Pantalone's smile did not change at all. He walked outside with firm steps, and his voice was full of smiles. "But believe me, whether he becomes a sharp blade in my hand or the sharp blade backfires, I will not regret it."

The young man swung his legs and looked at the empty workshop. His eyes flickered for a while and then he suddenly smiled.

He reached out and grabbed a purple ball of light from his shoulder and threw it out, "Go, laugh at Adonis."

Little Fairy: ...

Although it is always rampant, occasionally confronting the first master and the second master, the prerequisite is that it has a backer.

You can't let yourself die just because you are so arrogant...

"It's useless." The soldier glanced at the little purple ball and said, "It's a bully at home."

The soldier reached out and grabbed the small purple ball, squeezing it in his hand with gritted teeth, "It's useless!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

Suddenly, a crazy shout sounded from deep within the workshop.

It sounds familiar, and seems to be my own researcher.

The soldier was startled and looked into the depths of the workshop curiously, "This is..."

what happened?

Is the Doctor crazy?

“I’m slicing!!!”

"Slices!!!!"

"You inhuman Pantalone and Adonis! Sooner or later I will cut you into eight hundred pieces and blow you up one by one!!!"

The scattered soldier listened to these voices, lowered his head and looked at the purple fairy in his hand.

The puppet and the fairy were stunned for a moment, and then they burst into wild laughter at the same time.

Laughter and roars intertwined together, spreading in the workshop like a strange music.