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

Chapter 275 No, you have to continue writing.

"Who are you!"

"I'm going to tell the Lord Palace Administrator!"

In the secret dark room of Qiuqiu Cinema, Su Ming looked at the burly man in front of him with strange eyes.

Kairangui's clothes...hiss...the person who wrote that kind of greasy light novel is actually a strong man?

Su Ming clapped his hands and adjusted the mask on his face.

Yi Yi's face was cold as he laid out the torture instruments that had been passed down by the Fatui for many years.

At one side, a male puppet in black clothes brought out a plate of rainbow-colored medicine. Seven or eight test tubes were glowing, and it seemed to be some kind of poison that could kill instantly upon contact with blood.

"Did you write all this?" Su Ming raised his hand and pushed the two towering piles of books to the ground. "You are so brave..."

The man was visibly panicking. He glanced at the mask on Su Ming's face, then looked at the cold faces of his two subordinates beside him, "Disaster...disaster..."

Su Ming nodded, leaned back in the armchair, crossed his legs, and put his hand on his chin. "I'm very happy writing. Mora... You must have earned a lot, right?"

"Executive..." The man had a sad face. It was obvious that he had never expected that he would be arrested for writing a light novel.

He looked at the horrific torture instruments around him, his face as sad as if he had lost his parents, "I didn't mean to do that..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Ming sighed.

The man was wearing a terrifying black suit, with intricate patterns embroidered in dark green and silver thread, and colorless gemstones dotting the lapels. He looked both noble and elegant.

The raised toes were tapped one by one, and the tip of the leather shoes was rubbed to the point where it could be used as a mirror.

Su Ming tilted his head and explained in a leisurely tone, "The one next to you... is the most convenient tool for the second executive officer."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's gaze shifted to the left, and dozens of silver knives came into his sight.

hiss……

Are all executives so perverted?

If he had known this would happen, he would have…written it and run away…

"Hmm...this..." Su Ming's fingertips slid across the table beside him.

The golden Mora spilled from the tray, as if striking at the man's fragile heart.

Su Ming lowered his eyes and looked at the Mora in his hand, and said softly: "Rich people love money. Those who are disobedient will be sent to the factory by him and exchange their blood and flesh for Mora."

"Or maybe..." Su Ming threw down the coin that was shining with golden light and tilted his head, "If you are valuable, he might bury you in Mora."

The man's eyes flickered but he said nothing.

Even more scared.

Su Ming touched his mask, looking calm, "Most people don't have patience and just hack them to death, but I'm different."

A question mark flashed in the man's eyes as he looked at the executive in front of him.

What's the difference?

Su Ming pursed his lips, completely giving up on such a useless thing as face, "You should also know that Su Ming and I have a good relationship, so maybe I can let him infect you. Maybe when you are writing an article tomorrow, you will suddenly be blinded by the pen..."

"Sir..." The man was shocked and looked at the executive officer in front of him in disbelief, "I...I didn't mean it..."

He just wanted to make some money, what's wrong with him!

Su Ming smiled, stood up and squatted in front of the man, picked up a pen beside him and put it into his hand, "I can actually do research, such as this potion that makes you sleep forever, this potion that makes you itch until you scratch your bones, or this potion that makes your hair fall out all over your head..."

The man completely collapsed, "Sir! Spare my life! I won't…"

Before he could finish his words, Su Ming used his gloves to force the man to hold the pen tightly, "No, you have to keep writing."

man:? ? ?

The man looked up blankly. Even though he had the appearance of a ferocious sea ghost, his tears were streaming down his face, and he looked no better than a naughty kid who had been beaten.

In the man's fearful and bewildered eyes, Su Ming patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "You should also know that I am the most shameless executive."

man:……

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was crazy, the executive was crazy, or the whole world was crazy.

Even his protagonist wouldn’t dare to be so shameless, okay?

"Here." Su Ming took a small booklet from the side and stuffed it into the man's collar. "This is what I have summarized after so many years in the Fatui. Take it and write it down."

The man looked at the pen in his hand blankly, "What to write?"

What is the daily overtime work of 007 social animals in Zhidong Country?

Are there any curse tricks you haven't learned yet?

How can I scold my boss without getting beaten?

"I have no shame, so everyone else has no shame either, understand?" Su Ming felt that his eyes were sincere enough to penetrate the carved mask, and said sincerely, "So you have to include these executives in your creation."

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire secret room fell into silence.

The man looked up blankly, looking around at the terrifying torture instruments, "You asked me to come..."

Is it just to scare me and make me write about other executives?

So why can't he just talk to someone nicely and have to scare him? As a worker, would he really resist the executive?

The poor man almost couldn't breathe, but he still didn't dare to complain, "I understand... I'll write it when I get back..."

"He has good eyes." Su Ming returned to his chair contentedly and picked up a light novel. "He is a man who can bend and stretch."

man:……

I think you are scolding me...

"Can... all of them be written?" The man still did not give up and asked tentatively: "All executive officers?"

Hearing this, Su Ming raised his head and touched his chin, "Write it first, and I'll collect it and have someone send it to you."

"..." The sturdy man huddled in the corner of the secret room, nodded in fear, "Okay...Okay..."

Su Ming flipped through two pages and looked up at the burly man, "So can you add some illustrations?"

The sturdy man looked at Su Ming in fear. He wanted to shake his head wildly, but it was inexplicably stiff. He could only nod, "Yes... yes..."

"Okay then." Su Ming waved his hand, "You can go now. Remember to add your autograph to the new products and send them to the Qiuqiu Group."

The man's heart trembled, and he felt the pain of being forced to submit his manuscripts under the guillotine.

Just as he was about to leave, the man turned around and fell to the ground in front of Su Ming.

The usually strong Kairangui burst into tears at this moment, and was so sincere that he almost committed laparotomy on the spot, "I can write it, I can draw it, and I can send it to Qiuqiu Express."

Su Ming raised his eyebrows, "So?"

The man wiped away his tears and cried, "Just give me a promise, when I am caught by another executive officer someday..."

"Can you please leave me an intact body for all my hard work in updating it?"

He is just an ordinary and stinky coder!

"Hmm..." Su Ming turned the ring and answered sincerely, "No problem, I'll give you another ultimate luxurious farewell package from Wangsheng Hall!"