Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

The hall in the abyss gradually blurred, and before long Su Ming returned to the island. Judging from the time, not much time had passed, and he should be able to return in time to prepare for the banquet.

Speaking of which, Linglan said she would help cook some dishes tonight, which is not bad, since Su Ming doesn't want to eat the food she cooks.

Su Ming glanced at the melting ice floes on the sea and suddenly realized he seemed to have forgotten something very important: it seemed the amusement park would melt away quickly if it lost its maintenance...

Hopefully, Grandpa's walking speed will outpace the melting of the ice. However, based on Ying's experience of being on the road these past few days, he should be able to reach the shore at least.

Su Ming nodded, then used the Wind Wheels to take off from Wuhu, and flew back as soon as the Wind Wings opened.

On the vast blue sea, you can vaguely see a golden-haired creature and a white-haired creature floating on the surface.

Ying was numb. The experiences of the past few days had long since worn down the rough edges of the old man. Fortunately, the shore was already within sight, which was much better than starting from a small island.

Paimon, perched atop Ying's head, loudly encouraged her, saying, "Don't ask why we don't fly; the answer is that we share joys and sorrows."

How could she just fly away and abandon Ying after she's been fighting so hard against nature?

As the best travel companion, it's only natural to share joys and sorrows during times like these!

Under the blazing summer sun, Ying and Paimon began swimming towards Mondstadt, emphasizing a green, healthy, and environmentally friendly approach.

They finally managed to reach the shore before dusk, and Ying, exhausted, lay down on the beach.

Chapter 088: He's probably rewarding himself again.

Winterhold.

Colombia pointed in confusion at the deep purple light screen that suddenly appeared before her, which, without any warning, pulled her into a strange hall she had never seen before.

Here, it's as if you can see the stars of Teyvat, like a sudden enlightenment, as if the fog between your eyes has been cleared, allowing you to glimpse the reality for a brief moment.

"This is...?"

Even Columbia was somewhat surprised at this moment; such a dreamlike scene was beyond the imagination of even the most daring dreams.

Welcome to the Spiral Abyss, where you will face the onslaught of challengers.

[Receive extra rewards for completing the defense]

Pale blue characters appeared directly in front of Columbia's eyes. To her shock, these were clearly the long-lost script of Teyvat, a script that belonged only to that era, yet now they were appearing before her eyes once more.

Columbia felt a slight stirring in her heart. Although she didn't yet know who the so-called challenger was, there was no harm in giving it a try.

After all, it was such a miraculous method that even she would feel a little curious. It was possible to teleport her directly from Winterfell to this place. Even Piero couldn't have done such a sophisticated teleportation.

Colombia extended her index finger and gently touched the light screen, causing the text on it to change: 【Please select your defensive strength for this mission; the higher the strength, the greater the reward】

[1%~10%]

Columbia pondered for a moment. It seemed that the highest possible choice this time was ten percent, which was lower than she had imagined.

She calmly chose the highest percentage, ten percent, and then calmly waited for the so-called challenger to arrive.

As the third executive of the Fools, Columbia has a calm confidence in her own abilities, which is the foundation upon which she has come this far.

As another light screen appeared, Su Ming, a pale blue phantom, came into Colombia's view. She exclaimed in surprise, "Su Ming?"

Su Ming seemed completely deaf to her voice, merely making a selection in the air before taking out the old vow.

Columbia pursed her lips. It seemed that the other party could not hear her voice. However, judging from Su Ming's state, he was not present in his true form.

This seems more like a trial, and a harmless one at that.

Since Su Ming wouldn't be harmed, Colombia breathed a sigh of relief and could now unleash 10% of her full strength.

...

...

Time returns to the present.

Columbia held a delicate little box in both hands, her eyebrows slightly furrowed; the battle had ended a little too quickly.

But something feels strange. Why would he suddenly step on Su Ming?

I feel like this has happened more than once. It's like I always inexplicably and unconsciously step on Su Ming's foot.

Columbia was somewhat helpless, but seeing Su Ming so energetic, it seemed that the mission in Mondstadt had been completed very well.

She casually opened the box in her hand, and inside lay a silver pendant with small white wings on both sides, like an angel.

There was also a small piece of paper next to it.

Name: The Heart's Box

Effect: After use, you can feel someone's longing (no cooldown).

Note: A gift from the Spiral Abyss

"What is this...?" Columbia couldn't hide her surprise. She picked up the pendant with a puzzled look, and then a familiar voice rang in her mind.

I really miss Miss Columbia's white stockings. Sigh, I guess I'll have to use Xiao Sang's as a substitute for now.

I don't know if Columbia is thinking of me, but it doesn't matter. I will miss Miss Columbia.

Columbia's expression was slightly strange, and she vaguely got an outrageous answer: Could this pendant hear Su Ming's longing for her?

Such a magical pendant?

Colombia was somewhat surprised, but recalling the various miracles that had happened to Su Ming before, she quickly realized what was going on.

Could it be that Su Ming also possesses many such magical items, like pendants?

Columbia felt that more and more mysteries were surrounding Su Ming, but she couldn't go directly to Mondstadt like Sandone did now, so it seemed she could only wait.

Fortunately, she was always good at waiting, and in the endless long years, no amount of surprise could disturb her peaceful heart.

Then let's just keep waiting; at least we can still hear his voice for now.

Colombia clutched the pendant, looked up at the white clouds outside the window, wondering when they would meet again.

Mondstadt.

"Brother Su Ming, you're back."

Linglan carefully wiped the table, and when she saw Su Ming, she showed a sweet smile. "The ingredients are ready, and I've already cooked a few dishes. As for the rest... why don't you let me cook them too?"

She felt somewhat uneasy, after all, the Hermit's cooking was always the most powerful bioweapon, enough to instantly break down the psychological defenses of an Executive-level officer.

Back then, D'Artagnan was left with an indelible psychological trauma after just one bite, and now she shudders at the sight of Su Ming, terrified of smelling that horrible odor again.

It's a lifelong pain!

"You've worked hard, I can't let you do everything," Su Ming said with a smile as he walked towards the kitchen, and asked casually, "Have you seen Sandoni?"

"Puppet Master?" Lily blinked, thought for a moment, and said, "If I remember correctly, she should still be resting in her room."

At least she hadn't seen Sandoni come out; she was like a socially awkward homebody.

"He's probably rewarding himself again," Su Ming said before rushing into the room, determined to get Sandoni out to help him out.

Upon hearing this, Linglan lowered her head guiltily. She wasn't sure if Sandone would give her a reward, but she certainly would.

Since nobody knows anyway, it doesn't count as a reward!

Linglan continued tidying up the banquet venue, while pondering whether she should make a quick getaway to avoid food poisoning.

Su Ming returned to the room and, without knocking, used his key to open the door. He saw Sandone lying lazily on the bed, her two little feet dangling casually on the edge of the bed.

“You’re back,” Sandoni didn’t react much, not even bothering to turn over, and continued to read the light novel with great interest.

Su Ming was a little unsettled when he saw the cover of the light novel. "I hid it quite carefully."

"Ah."

Sandonne rolled her eyes dismissively. "Your book-collecting skills are no match for Tuanzi's. It's not like it's anything shameful."

"It's just skirting the edge; there's no real substance at all. I don't think the author would dare to write it."

Sandoni waved the light novel in his hand, his face full of "it's nothing special" expression, thinking he was going to see something more exciting.

Is there a possibility... that if I actually wrote it, it would be banned?

Su Ming's lips twitched slightly. That was a light novel that was supposed to be published, how could it possibly contain that kind of content?

Chapter 089 The old guard is swept away on the beach; the times have changed.

"Let me make it clear beforehand that I'm not curious about the contents of this book; I just want to know about the light novels you like."

Sandonne looked at Su Ming with undisguised contempt. "Hermit, it hasn't been long, but your perversion has only gotten worse."

Su Ming: "?"

This person was clearly enjoying it just now, so they're just fooling themselves.

As the saying goes, it's okay to lie to your buddies, they can just laugh it off. This guy has been completely misled by erotic light novels!

"That's a light novel by Lily of the Valley, thank you."

Su Ming sold the little nun out without any expression, but it was indeed the truth. The light novel was indeed bought by Miss Linglan, and it had nothing to do with him.

"Are you kidding me?"

Sandonne looked incredulous. How could such a lovely child as Lily of the Valley get involved in such indecent light novels? As a well-rounded nun from the Winter Church, excelling in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, aesthetics, and labor, such a situation would never occur.

Sandonne expressed complete disbelief, stating that children raised by Columbia would certainly not do such a thing.

Su Ming's lips twitched slightly. It seemed that he would have to take the blame for anything related to perversion. Whatever, the hermit would bear the burden.

“Your return means the banquet is about to begin,” Sandone said lazily, turning over in bed and revealing her small, barely curvaceous breasts. Her two fair legs were restlessly draped over Su Ming’s thighs.

"I didn't realize you were so excited!"

Su Ming chuckled, sensing a subtle feeling. It seemed that the only person genuinely looking forward to his cooking lately was Sandoni.

Sure enough, trust is a consumable. Miss Sandoni's trust in Su Ming has not yet been depleted, so she is particularly looking forward to tonight's banquet.

Miss Linglan, who was familiar with Su Ming's cooking skills, had already prepared to run away and cook for him privately. There was no way she could eat anything; even if she jumped off the Goethe Hotel, she wouldn't be able to eat a single bite.

“After all, that’s all the good things you have left,” Sandone pouted, starting to miss the potato chips she hadn’t had in a long time. The ones she made herself always tasted a little off; in Su Ming’s words, they were missing a periodic table of elements.

"Then thank you for your appreciation, Master Puppet," Su Ming chuckled. It seemed that tonight he would be able to bring a culinary surprise to the young Miss Sandone.

He can also inflict severe psychological damage on Rosalind; he truly lives up to his reputation.