Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

The uncle pointed to the tavern behind him, where the words "Aurora" were written crookedly on the signboard, giving it a historical feel.

Su Ming wanted to ask how I knew he wasn't a local, but the answer wasn't too hard to guess. Winterfell was located deep in the snowfields, and was difficult to travel through due to the year-round snow. Apart from the Fools carrying out necessary missions, very few people entered or left Winterfell.

Unfamiliar faces are not common, but occasionally foreign envoys or merchants will appear, the latter being more numerous, often bringing many novel foreign items.

Judging from his attire, Su Ming was an extremely distinguished figure; even in the dead of winter, not everyone was qualified to wear such a coat.

Logically speaking, only esteemed executive officers would wear such clothing. Old Ivan, a native of the region, had never seen an unfamiliar executive officer before.

Su Ming hadn't originally intended to agree, after all, as a model youth of Zhidong, how could he go to the tavern for no reason?

As his gaze followed the tavern's signboard forward, he could vaguely see a thin figure sitting at the bar with his back to the tavern's door.

Despite the dim lighting, the graceful curves of her figure were still undeniable.

"Arecino?" Su Ming walked into the tavern and sat down next to Arecino as if they were old friends. He saw that she was casually holding a glass of wine covered in icy mist. The spherical ice cubes in the glass reflected the arc of the twilight and were reflected on Arecino's delicate face, which was expressionless.

Arecino didn't seem to react much to Su Ming's voice, but simply pushed the wine bottle in front of Su Ming.

With a deft and skillful maneuver, the bottle slid swiftly horizontally. Su Ming extended his right hand and firmly grasped it, a glint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Chapter 022 Let's do it, family!

"You adapt quickly."

Arecino caught a glimpse out of the corner of her eye as Su Ming unceremoniously filled his glass to the brim, his generous manner suggesting he was completely unaware of the wine's value.

"Ok?"

Su Ming replied with a smile, "There's no question of adapting. Besides, Colombia's guide did a great job, and the organization has been so dedicated to my training. How could I not adapt?"

If he had to say, the only thing he wasn't used to was that strangers would often break into his room. Are room doors really that fragile these days?

Putting aside Pantalone's courteous visit, Sandone and Dottoré's visits were a little bit outrageous.

Arecino was silent for a few seconds, feeling that this person's way of speaking was indeed very official, without any faults, except that it was a bit hypocritical.

Su Ming naturally understood that these words were just as fake as college students shouting "I love 8 a.m." or office workers shouting "I love working overtime." They were merely superficial forms.

However, as of now, there is no indication that the Fatui have any other intentions towards him. He hasn't even seen a glimpse of the mission yet, so he's probably already living off a month's salary.

Putting aside any potential future tasks, the Fatui's salary offer is indeed very tempting. As an executive officer, you can earn a lot of Mora for free in a month without doing anything, plus weekends off and bonuses.

I can’t spend it all, I can’t spend it all!

If all else fails, he can always get some tactical reserve Mora from the Northern Bank. It's all part of the plan anyway, and no one will know where Mora went if he doesn't say anything.

Arecino didn't speak again, silently taking another sip of her dark brown liquor, a melting blush gradually appearing on her cold profile.

Like a high-mountain flower in full bloom, it has shed the ice and snow hanging from its branches, revealing its delicate stamens.

She was indeed beautiful, but she still exuded a terrifying aura that kept strangers at bay. If Su Ming hadn't been so oblivious to danger since childhood, he wouldn't have dared to sit next to Arecino.

The tavern was quite crowded, but only Arecino and Su Ming were at the large bar. Before Su Ming arrived, it was just Arecino alone.

It was clear that it wasn't Arecino monopolizing the bar, but rather that no one dared to approach this cold woman in her coat.

"You come here often after get off work?" Su Ming stared at the wine in his glass, took a small sip out of disbelief, and his face instantly turned red. It felt like he had swallowed a ball of fire, and his whole stomach was burning up.

"Cough cough cough... I * (Liyue's national treasure)!"

Seeing Su Ming's appearance, Arecino's lips unconsciously curved upwards into a slight smile, "You really aren't a Winterborn."

It's important to understand that people born in Zhidong have an innate tolerance for strong liquor, much like they are breathing; for them, strong liquor is as indispensable as oxygen.

Su Ming choked so badly that tears came to his eyes. Who knew that such a small sip of this stuff could cause such an absurd effect? ​​In his dazed state, he seemed to see the angelic Miss Columbia leading him to heaven.

"You're impressive," Su Ming gave Arecino a thumbs-up in admiration. Looking at the level of the wine in the bottle, Miss Servant had downed most of it by herself, with only a very faint blush on her cheeks, looking as calm and collected as if she were drinking plain water.

"Isn't he usually at the fireplace house?"

Su Ming flicked the wine glass with his index finger, and the ice cubes made a crisp sound as they hit the glass.

Arecino downed her drink in one gulp, then gave Su Ming a cold smile. "Hermit, didn't Columbia tell you not to pry into other people's secrets?"

She pointed to the bottle on the bar with her slender index finger, "After you finish your drink, I'll answer one of your questions."

Su Ming raised an eyebrow. Could it be that asking what color your panties are today is also acceptable? There's no way he could possibly answer that question. He might even get crushed by Arecino and turned into charcoal for the Hearth House tonight.

There's an old saying in Liyue: "A promise made is a promise kept."

Su Ming picked up the bottle of spirits, which was still a third full of dark brown liquid, with one hand, put one foot on the chair, raised the bottle to his mouth, and started chugging it down.

Arecino stared at the scene before her for a second, a glimmer of light seeming to appear in her gray pupils, and an undisguised smile appeared on her lips.

Everyone else in the tavern stared wide-eyed. When was the last time something so outrageous happened?

"Hey, who's that kid? How dare he sit next to the head servant?"

"Who knows? The last person who sat next to the boss has been submerged in the frozen lake for more than five years now."

"That's Aurora, who else but the boss would dare drink such strong liquor? Maybe we should call a stretcher first, so this kid doesn't die in the tavern."

"I think we should just ask the people who do ice burial to boost their performance."

The people in the tavern were all talking about it, wondering what would happen to Su Ming who had downed the entire bottle of liquor in one gulp. They had watched as Su Ming chugged down the whole bottle of strong liquor in one go.

This isn't a carbonated drink; it's Aurora, the king of extremely high-proof spirits. Not everyone is lucky enough to taste this; one wrong move and you're in heaven.

Legend has it that Aurora is the Queen's favorite spirit. It was originally named after the fact that those who drank it seemed to see a fleeting glimpse of heavenly scenery. It was later called Aurora, meaning that as long as you dare to drink it, you can see the aurora in heaven.

"what!"

Su Ming shouted and smashed the bottle on the bar. He stood steadily on the chair and gave Arecino a smug smile.

Arecino rested her cheek on her right hand, revealing a cryptic smile.

Arecino's affection level has been unlocked to level 1, and the affection system is now available.

[Obtain Level 1 Affection Chest]

This was the last sound Su Ming heard, and then he felt the whole world drifting away from him.

In his dazed state, he seemed to see Columbia with a halo above her head, smiling radiantly as she extended her right hand to him, as holy and beautiful as an angel.

Wait, an angel?!

"—!"

Su Ming suddenly opened his eyes and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar ceiling.

"Ah, you're awake."

When Donya saw that Su Ming had woken up, she hurriedly took a water glass from the cabinet next to her. "Sister Arecino told me that you should drink more water after you wake up... This smells like the aurora borealis. Sister Arecino often has the same smell on her."

"Ahem... Thanks, Donya."

Su Ming felt his voice had become a little hoarse. Good heavens, one sip and he was straight to heaven. If he hadn't been so lucky, he might never have woken up again.

"Few people can drink with Sister Arecino anymore, but you should know your limits, getting drunk will only cause trouble."

Donya continued talking to herself, her long hair, tied with a blue ribbon, swaying slightly.

Su Ming was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly felt that Donya looked a lot like his mother.

Chapter 023 No! It is! Go! Lun! Bi! Ya!

Su Ming's starting point is actually a very standard one: both parents are dead, he has no sister but a house. In the world of online novels, this would be considered a classic case of "fortune changes every thirty years, don't underestimate a young man's potential."

But in reality, the story didn't unfold in such a fantastical way. In the end, Su Ming just grew up to be an ordinary adult, with mediocre grades. He barely managed to get into an average university and eventually became a shut-in who stayed at home playing video games.

If I hadn't traveled to Teyvat, who knows how much longer the same day would have continued.

For Su Ming, time travel didn't seem to be a bad thing; it was even the beginning of a new life.

Here, no one knows his past, and he has a reliable (questionable) system. Even if he were a copyist in Teyvat, he could live a comfortable life.

Isn't this better than staying at home playing video games all day on Earth?

If Su Ming had known that time travel was so enjoyable, he should have found a dump truck and traveled to Teyvat earlier. Who could resist seeing a beautiful girl like Columbia in person?

"Su Ming?"

"Mr. Su Ming!"

Donya's voice pulled Su Ming back to reality. He finished his drink and thanked Donya again, "Thank you. I'll cook for you again sometime."

Donya's face instantly turned pale, and she stammered, "Then...then it's not necessary to go to that trouble..."

She almost gave away the replicas she made this morning to the young master, let alone the original Su Ming; she would have died on the spot if she had done that.

This must be what Liyue calls "biting the hand that feeds you."

"That's a real shame," Su Ming shrugged, not pressing Donya any further. He wasn't some kind of demon, and he wasn't going to chase people around feeding them.

Donya breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that Su Mingren was actually quite good, except that his cooking was too terrifying.

In Donya's mind, Su Ming's cooking was equivalent to the resurgence of the demon god, both of which could bring a great mental shock.

"Then I'll go home first. Don't drink so much next time."

After smilingly bidding farewell to Su Ming, Donya left the room, leaving behind only the faint scent of snow lotus in the air.

"Walk slowly."

Su Ming originally intended to see Donya off, but when he lifted his leg, he found that he had no strength in his whole body, as if he had been hit by a dump truck.

Who knew that stuff would have such a strong aftereffect? ​​I was fine right after drinking it, but then I opened my eyes and was in bed. My memory of the whole thing was blank – a blackout.

Su Ming sighed helplessly and took out a favorability chest from his backpack. This was a level 1 chest contributed by Arecino, and he wasn't expecting to get a normal weapon from it.

Accompanied by a burst of purple light, an exquisitely designed transparent wine glass floated out from inside the treasure chest.

Item Name: Transparent Dream

Category: props

Quality: purple

Active Skill [Dreamscape]: After activation, one will never get drunk (cooldown 24h).

Passive Skill [I Wish...]: Drinking from this wine glass has a chance to make your dream come true.

Note: Just like bubbles, isn't it?