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

The crackling sound could be clearly heard in the tavern. The bartender behind the bar was squatting on the ground, not daring to stick his head out to eat the melon. Only the people wearing divine eyes of different colors were chewing popcorn and looking at the two adult men who were confronting each other with interest.

Su Ming pried the doctor's hand apart, raised his chin slightly and looked at the doctor, "Doctor, what do you want to do? Go back to Scaramucci and challenge me together? Or..."

At this point, Su Ming smiled and said, "Want to do it yourself?"

Come and beat him!

Let him try how powerful an executive officer with the strength of a demon god really is? !

Hearing this, the doctor's face hidden under the mask almost twisted, and veins popped on his forehead, as if he was enduring some uncontrollable anger.

After a while, the doctor gritted his teeth and said, "Tell me your conditions!"

Is he still a doctor without the slices?!

Who will compile the experimental data? Who will control the scattered laboratories? And who will be responsible for the various tasks hidden in Teyvat? !

Slice is his assistant who can communicate with him without words, and is also his most handy chess piece!

Su Ming thought about it for a while, then shook his head, "No, if I really have any wish now, it would probably be to take the one who appears in front of me with me."

Su Ming took a step back and looked the doctor up and down with a playful look, "No one would mind having too many people working for them, right?"

Come fight!

Do you understand fighting?!

The doctor gritted his teeth and swallowed his anger. He looked gloomily at Pantalone who was sitting leisurely beside him tasting wine and eating snacks. "Rich man, don't forget our deal!"

He provides the technology and the rich provide the money.

Now come backstab him, right?!

"Hmm?" Pantalone smiled, looking up at the doctor and chuckled, "But now I can also achieve my goal by cooperating with Adonis. Lord Dottore should understand that we businessmen always choose the projects with the highest returns, right?"

The doctor paused, his eyes darkening, "Are you sure the slices in Adonis's hand can bring you greater benefits?"

"Not sure." Pantalone's eyes became gentler, and he said softly: "But studying the power of the demon god is not as effective as studying the demon god directly. Adonis is never stingy outside of Mora."

As he spoke, Pantalone tossed the gray glass ball in his hand, and said lazily with a smile, "What a good god! Even though he has ascended to the throne, he still respects me, the master."

Of course, Su Ming was indeed thinking about when to stab him.

But it doesn't matter, being backstabbed is something that executives should get used to.

"You..." The doctor frowned and stared at Pantalone without saying a word.

The sponsor must have another little fairy...

No money left, no slices left.

Even if Duotore wanted to sell slices, he had no chance to do so.

"There is another way." Su Ming put his hand on the doctor's shoulder and said with a smile, "Although I don't believe in the doctor's character, ah no... we have never been associated with these two words, but I still believe in the doctor's ability."

Su Ming patted the doctor's shoulder and whispered, "Your slices are already in my hands. You can either continue to slice yourself or throw yourself into my arms, right? I have money, slices, and a unique experimental subject."

Having said that, Su Ming pointed at himself.

After he finished speaking, Pantalone couldn't help but close his eyes.

Oh no, I've read too many light novels to make money, and now I always feel that what Adonis said is a bit weird.

"Hey..." Tartaglia held his forehead, speechless, "I knew it..."

"Know what?" Nashida hid her face in Tartaglia's arms and lowered her voice, "Why don't they fight?"

"You seem to be looking forward to your brother fighting this man?" Tartaglia looked down at Nashida and reached out to pull at the braid on Nashida's head. "Don't you want Xumi City anymore?"

Hearing this, Nashida blinked and whispered, "This is a dream, it doesn't matter, and..."

At this point, Nashida pointed at the people who were eating melons nearby and said, "Brother, look to the side. They are just about to hold up signs and shout for a fight."

Dadalia: ...

The orange-haired young man turned his head silently and saw a number of heads pressed against the back of the sofa with glowing eyes, full of anticipation and excitement.

Even the timid Paimon stuck his head out to look, and didn't forget to put popcorn into his mouth one by one.

Tartaglia was stunned and confused. "For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was expecting Adonis to be beaten or the doctor to be beaten..."

It was a bit confusing, he had enough brain but he was too lazy to use it at the moment.

“肯定是希望我哥被揍。”纳西妲轻叹一声，左右看看后抓起达达利亚的手，摘掉手套后凑近手机屏幕，“你别看我手机哦，我借用一下你的手指头。”

"Okay." Tartaglia nodded nonchalantly, completely unaware that his hand was pulling out the dragon that was about to hit him, "But Adonis is really hated..."

Nashida narrowed her eyes and looked at the purple light on her phone, then let go of Tartaglia's hand. "I know he's hated, but why is your luck so bad?"

Maybe this is the resentment of being beaten?

that……

Can I let my brother take me to Fontaine to find Villette and beat myself up? !

PS: Take one day off and make up for it in the evening or tomorrow.