Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

"Huh?" Sandone raised an eyebrow, saying defiantly, "You're not even wearing underwear!"

"You trespasser, how dare you talk to me like that?" Su Ming stood on the moral high ground and babbled on: "I could run around naked in my own home and nobody would care!"

Besides, he's wearing underwear now.

Sandonne struggled for a while, unable to come up with a rebuttal, so she simply launched into her statement: "Putting aside the facts, don't you have any problems at all?"

Family members, does anyone know what's going on? Today, I broke into someone's house and encountered a perverted shrimp-headed man who was sleeping naked.

However, this was just a joke. After thinking for a moment, Sandonne said, "If I remember correctly, Columbia went to church today. It seems you don't have a tour guide today."

"Church, shall we begin prayers?"

Su Ming looked at Sandone as if he had found a foreman for his laborers, "Little Sandone."

Sandoni: "?"

"Look, I'll make you Liyue beef noodles again tonight. I'll leave the guiding job to you today, how about it?"

“…” Sandone stared at Su Ming. She would never sell her noble soul of slacking off for a mere bowl of noodles, so she hesitated for 0.1 seconds, which was already respectful enough. “Deal!”

"I'll take you to visit Down to Winterfell."

Sandonne swayed lazily in his recliner and said, "Well, you probably don't have much to do lately, so go out and wander around more often and you'll get a better understanding of the layout."

"When to set off?"

Su Ming was clearing the table when he didn't hear Sandone's reply for a long time. He turned around and found that the girl had fallen asleep on the recliner.

The warm sunlight fell on Sandoni's eyelashes, and a few strands of hair fell to the side of the chaise lounge, swaying gently in the breeze.

Su Ming looked out the window. The big robot was still standing guard outside the door, so it seemed unlikely that it would suddenly rush in again.

He sighed helplessly. This wasn't Sandorne's home. This girl was far too oblivious. Wasn't he afraid she'd do something he'd find amusing?

"Hey, buddy, I'm not that kind of person."

Su Ming sighed and casually tossed the blanket tightly onto Sandoni, his movements as practiced as if he were giving her a burial, as if afraid of leaving her even the slightest breathing space.

Chapter 019 These days, can guides even lead you to your home?

Su Ming made a great decision!

He decided to do something positive and enjoyable in front of Sandoni!

"Sacrifice ten years of single life in Sandonie, and may I get a normal weapon!"

Su Ming solemnly bowed to the braised beef noodles he had just finished eating, then took out two favorability chests from his backpack. He dared not wear his panties now, lest he reveal something terrifying in front of Sandone.

In order to prevent the hermit's career as an executive officer from ending here, Su Ming decided to open the treasure chest directly and choose to believe Miss Sandoni's ten years of single life.

Su Ming chose to skip the unboxing animation. As a plain white light shone, two gears of different sizes appeared in his hand.

The two gears quickly and gradually came together in my hands, transforming into an exquisite gear model, with the two gears locking and operating perfectly.

Item Name: Ingenious Gear Assembly (?)

Category: Special props

Quality: white

Passive skill [? ? ? ? ]: Current progress (2/10)

Note: *￥#@ Will I dream of real things?

"Even props can be used to riddle people?" Su Ming's lips twitched slightly. So the favorability chest for Sandone couldn't get any weapons at all!

However, rationally speaking, this kind of progress-collecting thing will bring considerable rewards when the progress is completed, but the cost is that you will not get any substantial improvement before the progress is completed.

It seems that D'Artagnan has to have his cake and eat it too. The former can provide him with relics and weapons, while the latter can bring him unknown surprises.

Su Ming suddenly had the illusion of running different dungeons. Each executor's favorability chest brought him different items. He needed to find an opportunity to find out the types of favorability chests from the other executors.

Besides, is it really only the executive officer who can have a favorable rating?

Su Ming plans to try visiting Donya when he has the chance. There's a high probability that everyone will have a favorability rating, so he can freely collect favorability boxes.

I wonder if anything interesting will happen when the affection level reaches the maximum, but it will probably be a long time before the first maximum affection level is reached.

Su Ming isn't a succubus, so she can't directly max out his affection level; she can only take it one step at a time.

Two hours later.

Sandonne rubbed her eyes and sat up from the recliner, her eyes blurry as she looked at the sunlight outside the window. Subconsciously thinking she was still in the workshop, she began to take off her stockings.

She never wore stockings in the workshop; she preferred to be bare-legged.

"Puppet, I never expected you to be so perverted."

Suddenly, a voice rang out in front of him. Sandone blinked, looked up blankly, and met Su Ming's gaze, who had a look of vengeance on his face.

Sandoni: "?"

She felt like she'd heard similar phrases somewhere before, so she decided to throw her shoe at Su Ming. The puppet's reputation was ruined today.

Besides, it's just taking off stockings, not anything else, why make such a fuss?

Su Ming caught the shoes with one hand and chuckled, "Guide, it's almost evening, are we still going to explore Winter City?"

It was almost dusk outside the window, and you could see smoke rising from chimneys in the distance.

"Dong dong dong."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Sandonne paused for a second, then after a moment of silence, she hopped on one foot and rushed into the wardrobe. She couldn't let anyone else know about her death, especially Columbia.

“If you tell me, I’ll be right here,” Sandoni made a click gesture and then slammed the cabinet door shut.

Su Ming's lips twitched slightly. Was it really necessary to be so afraid? It was just Colombian. What was there to be afraid of?

The problem is that the big robot is right there at the door. What's the difference between that and hiding in a closet instead of hiding slippers?

Miss Puppet knows how to deceive herself.

Su Ming pushed open the door and saw Columbia standing outside. The afterglow of the sunset reflected on her profile, giving it a brilliant golden hue.

"good afternoon."

Columbia smiled slightly, still holding a small wooden basket in her hand.

"Good afternoon, what's up?" Su Ming chuckled a few times. He peeked out the door and found that there was no sign of the robot. Was this thing really that intelligent?

"Hmm..." Columbia hesitated for a few seconds, then said softly, "Let's go inside and talk. I brought you dinner."

"Ok?"

Su Ming suddenly felt a sense of foreboding, but it was too late. Columbia walked straight into the house, looked around, and saw a small leather shoe on the ground.

These are clearly women's leather shoes.

"..." Columbia pretended not to see it and chose to sit on the sofa. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. As expected of a hermit, he always manages to do strange things.

While praying that Miss Puppet would really be like a puppet in the wardrobe and not make any strange noises, Su Ming went to get Columbia a glass of water. It wasn't that he didn't want to make tea, but he just didn't have any tea leaves.

"What exactly is it?"

Su Ming brought the boiled water to Colombia and asked her with a puzzled look.

After a few seconds of internal struggle, Columbia finally said seriously, "You promised me you would give that back to me."

"Back to you?"

Su Ming paused for a second, then realized that they were talking about panties. "Um... it's not convenient right now."

He coughed a few times. Who knew Columbia would choose this time to come? It wasn't a matter of timing, but rather the fact that there was a Sandonie hiding in the closet!

If others find out that the young lady's panties were lent to the hermit, then her career as an executive officer will be over.

"Ok?"

Columbia arched her eyebrows slightly, thinking that Su Ming had changed his mind, and her tone became a little harsher, "Leaving everything behind will only harm you."

Putting aside whether the relic can be sent out, the main reason right now is that there are eavesdroppers. For Miss Columbia's reputation, we have to drag it out no matter what.

Just as Su Ming was racking his brains trying to figure out how to stall for time, there was another knock on the door.

"Dong dong dong."

"Hey buddy, are you home?"

Tadalia's voice was as enthusiastic as ever, but it didn't sound so pleasant to Columbia.

She didn't know how to explain to the young master why she was at Su Ming's house. It would be strange to say that she was a guide, since these days guides can lead people to their homes.

I'm going to avoid this situation.

No, please don't—

Columbia made a "shh" gesture to Su Ming, looked around, and finally her gaze fell on the wardrobe. She then walked to the wardrobe.

The wardrobe door was opened.

Columbia froze, silently watching Sandonne curled up in the closet.

"Good afternoon..."

Sandoni gave an awkward but polite smile.

Chapter 020 Su Ming: "Is there really such a good thing?"

The following is an encrypted call.

"What... are you doing here?"

Colombia never expected to find a hidden Sandoni collection in the closet; she had thought it would just be some ordinary clothes.

But it's too late to get out now; D'Artagnan is already blocking the doorway, and going out now would only make things more difficult to explain.

This is the kind of situation that even jumping into the clouds and the sea wouldn't explain. Tomorrow's Winter Morning Post headline will likely be: "Shocking! The mysterious new CEO, the twelfth in line, is openly keeping two female CEOs at home?! Is this a moral distortion or a leaked daydream? This newspaper will continue to follow up on the latest news."

Colombia has never cared about what others think, but if things really turned out that way, it would indeed be a terrifying situation.

Either kill Sumerian Sandone and D'Artagnan on the spot to silence them both, or continue hiding in the closet and never be discovered.