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

The sea outside Liyue Harbor was surging, and even the air was filled with a strong salty and humid smell.

The light was blocked by thick clouds, and the Whirlpool Demon poked its head out from the inky sea water.

With the blessing of the immortal's power, the Guizhong Machine emitted a dazzling light, and the elemental power condensed into arrows, falling on Osel's huge body like a meteor.

"That's it!" Ying held the sword in his hand, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a slight chill ran down his back.

In front of the huge body of the demon god Osel, a tiny black figure appeared out of nowhere and hovered in the air.

An ominous gray-black fog filled the air with water vapor, and a series of portals suddenly appeared above the platform in front of the Qun Yu Pavilion.

The Fatui were well-equipped and squeezed out of the portal one after another, heading straight for the final destination.

Su Ming was suspended in the air with his hands hanging at his sides. Gray mist poured out from his sleeves, activating the talismans in front of him one by one.

After doing all this, Su Ming turned his head and his eyes fell on the huge demon in the sea.

Don't panic, this wave of Fatui is basically a waste.

Not to mention Ying and Qixing's attacks, Osel doesn't distinguish between friend and foe when he attacks.

Su Ming pinched his fingers hidden in his sleeves, calculating how much Mora he would have to pay to the family this time.

Finally, Osel let out a long roar toward the sky, and the elemental power in the sky suddenly began to boil.

Seeing the green light appear beside the yellow-haired girl, Su Ming rarely curved his eyes, then took out his camera and took a click!

Everyone on the shattered platform was extremely worried. Ying was supported by Xiao and looked worriedly at the huge demon not far away.

The demon god carried an aura of arrogance and tyranny, and it was obvious that he was no longer something that could be resisted by human power.

At this moment, a miserable cry was heard.

"what--"

In mid-air, Su Ming blinked and lowered his eyes slightly.

In the waves outside Liyue Harbor, a strange yet familiar figure in black was struggling in the waves with a panicked expression. From time to time, he was submerged by the sea water and made gurgling sounds.

Su Ming: ???

My goodness, the doll with my face is also unlucky?

In the Jade Pavilion, Ying was slightly startled, and then she lay on the edge with her eyes wide open, looking at the tiny, helpless figure below, "Su Ming——"

Beside him, Xiao pursed his lips helplessly. Just as he was about to go down and pick up the unfortunate child, he was suddenly startled.

In front of the Qun Yu Pavilion, the white-haired young man sighed helplessly, and instantly retracted the formation. In the blink of an eye, he picked up the drowned chicken "Su Ming" in his hand.

"Ah this..."

Paimon covered his mouth in shock, not knowing what to say for a moment.

So Su Ming's reputation in Zhidong is so high? Even the executives saved him?

Su Ming held "Su Ming" and shook it, then threw it into the Qun Yu Pavilion.

The figure of the white-haired man disappeared, leaving behind only a sigh full of helplessness.

"What bad luck to Doctor Dog!"

In the Qun Yu Pavilion, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

This……

Why are you still scolding me when I have saved the people?

The executive officers are really all lunatics!

Su Ming, who voluntarily intervened in the plot but was about to be forced to be wanted, appeared on the Tianheng Mountain Range and sighed helplessly.

If the Fatui didn't cause trouble, then he wouldn't have to open the teleportation array, and then he wouldn't be wanted...

"What's going on?" Tartaglia looked at the Jade Pavilion heading straight for Osel and asked, "Is this the end?"

According to the plan, the Fatui's role has ended at this point, and they only need to get the Heart of God according to the contract at the end.

Hearing this, Su Ming nodded, then took out a notebook from his bosom and began to write and draw, "Dozens of Fatui were sacrificed, and their weapons cannot be recovered, so they need compensation..."

Su Ming swiped twice and finally got a string of numbers.

"Let's go." Su Ming stuffed the note into his arms, then helped Tartaglia up, "Go back to the North Country Bank and wait."

Tartaglia stood up and nodded.

When the two were going down the mountain, the expensive Qun Yu Pavilion fell into the sea. Osel was suppressed again under Lord Gu Yun, and the sky cleared up at this time.

At the Northland Bank, Andre hung up a sign saying that no outsiders were welcome, then dismissed all his subordinates and waited quietly outside the door.

Inside the house, Zhongli sat leisurely in a chair, playing with the golden chess piece with his fingertips.

"You're here." Hearing the sound of the door opening, Zhongli raised his eyes, without a trace of surprise in his eyes.

Su Ming threw Tartaglia on the sofa and looked at Zhongli, "Sir, do you plan to trade now, or wait until the hero comes back?"

Tartaglia's face was pale, and she touched the flower petals in her arms boredly, "Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Zhongli, you deceived me so much, Adonis and I, a pair of brothers in distress, are about to start our escape!"

"Oh?" Zhongli raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curved slightly, "But I see that the young master is having a lot of fun in the Golden House."

Hearing this, Tartaglia silently rolled his eyes. He secretly glanced at Su Ming's face before speaking, "It's all because that traveler was too interesting. I couldn't help but play too much."

He got too carried away and then beat himself up.

If not, I might be the only one wanted?

Su Ming took off his wet clothes, put on a Fatui uniform, and looked at the young master, "Are you going back to Zhidong next?"

Tartaglia glanced at the Heart of God standing beside him, and murmured, "If you can't get away, I'll go and take you there."

"Unable to escape?" Zhongli raised his eyebrows slightly, staring at the white-haired young man beside him with his golden pupils.

Su Ming looked calm, "I still have the task of taking care of Inazuma next."

Dada, do you want me to be exposed? Just tell me!!!

Tartaglia laughed dryly, then pursed his lips helplessly, "Inazuma is really lively... Scaramucci, Rosalin, and you."

Before he finished speaking, a figure rushed into the Northland Bank.

"Young Master! Disaster!" Paimeng exclaimed, but couldn't help but look at Zhongli beside him, especially the peculiarly shaped chess piece in his hand.

"Heart of God!" Ying's pupils shrank slightly, "So..."

"Zhongli is the Rock King?!" Paimeng finally understood and exclaimed, "They want to steal the Heart of God!"

Hearing this, Zhongli couldn't help laughing.

He suppressed the smile on his lips and sighed, "The contract is done."

As he spoke, Zhongli placed the Heart of God in Su Ming's palm.

Su Ming slid his black-gloved fingertips across his palm, chuckled, and held the Heart of God in his hand, "Your Excellency really abides by the contract."

"Contract?" Ying asked doubtfully, his vigilant eyes swept over the two executives beside him.

The young man who had wildly smashed the floor of the Golden House looked weak, obviously having overdrawn his strength, and was curled up on the sofa in boredom.

The white-haired snake demon changed into a formal outfit, and he looked cold, but this outfit also slightly suppressed the word "pervert".

"Contract..." Su Ming chuckled, his dark green pupils staring directly at the girl in front of him, "Your Highness, you are looking at me so warily, do you want to fight again?"

What are you doing!

Is Northland Bank going to change its weekly capital?

PS: [Pantalone x Adonis] Small Theater

A certain day, a certain time, a certain minute.

Northland Bank Headquarters.

"So..." Pantalone smiled as he held a thin but long bill in his hand. "Did our unfortunate Lord Disaster go to buy some goods?"

In the luxuriously decorated office, Su Ming stood in the corner shivering, but he couldn't help but rub the snow on his leather shoes on the expensive carpet.

Don't dare to talk back, because if you do, you will be buried in Morari.

Pantalone threw the bill away, his eyes behind the lenses opened slightly, and just as he was about to say something he caught a glimpse of golden light.

The gem filled with elemental power was hung on his wrist, and its fair skin and golden light challenged Pantalone's tense nerves.

“Very…very good.”

Pantalone smiled through gritted teeth, stood up from his chair, and approached step by step, "It seems that my men have received the attention of the gods."

Su Ming bit the soft flesh on the inside of his lip, his dark pupils watery as he looked at the big brother in front of him, and argued (crossed out), "I..."

Pantalone showed a strange smile, lifted the young man's chin with his fingers, and his eyes fell on the dazzling God's Eye, "Moracus, you don't want the person you like to be..."

(Two more chapters to come in the evening!)