Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

They should ask Wendy for some compensation. Nobody is as dedicated as him, willing to kill (food) his colleagues for the future of Mondstadt.

"There's been no progress on the plan."

Sandonne muttered to herself, "These two don't seem to be taking things very seriously. They always say she's slacking off, but everyone else is slacking off too."

It's so much more comfortable to just lie around in the workshop and do nothing. As long as there's no personal order from Her Majesty the Queen, I can happily slack off and even create blueprints for machines.

"That's not right. My task is only to gather intelligence. The matter of seizing the Heart of God is the lady's job."

Su Ming chuckled, clearly aware of the scope of his responsibilities; he wouldn't do anything outside his jurisdiction.

The main point is to avoid taking initiative, since taking initiative won't get you a raise.

"As expected of you," Sandone praised Su Ming, expressing his disdain for this kind of slacking off and deciding to go back and learn to stealthily carry it forward.

After helping Sandone put on her white stockings, Su Ming led her to the first floor of the hall. The hall had already been decorated by Linglan, and fresh fruit was laid out on the table.

Linglan stood by the record player, carefully selecting records. She had no objection to Su Ming's taste in records, but at least for the sake of the banquet's sophistication, she had to choose proper records. After all, it was an important banquet where the three executives were meeting, so she couldn't be so casual.

"A new release from Nata's popular idol...?" After thinking for a few seconds, Suzuran placed the record on the table, and melodious music quickly emanated from it.

"Let's go to the kitchen; we can leave the living room to Linglan."

Su Ming, rubbing his hands together, stepped into the kitchen, a place considered a no-entry zone. Clearly, there were no signs warning against entering, and the young Sandoni hadn't yet grasped the terrifying abyss he was about to face.

“You’re exploiting child labor,” Sandonne said with disdain, and he really wanted to recruit Miss Lily of the Valley to be his waitress. Why hadn’t he realized how convenient it would be to have a little waitress before? He should have asked Columbia for a nun too.

Su Ming had been a member of the Fools for less than half a year, but his slacking skills had already easily surpassed those of Sandone, who had been slacking off for many years. But as the saying goes, the old wave is washed away on the beach, and the times have changed.

Whether or not there's a bit of talent involved, Sandone never expected that there could be someone among the Fools who was even more of a slacker than her.

After all, most of the executives, while perhaps a little eccentric, are among the most dedicated in the industry. Unlike some retired old man from Liyue who slacks off all day, they are still very conscientious in their work for the Queen's plans.

Before Su Ming, Sandone was the most lazy of all the executives. Anyway, no one knew what she was doing at the first diamond level in the workshop, so she could open impart every day without any problem.

"What are we making tonight?" Sandone picked up the kitchen knife somewhat awkwardly. She rarely cooked, leaving most of the time for Tuanzi to do it. Even when she did cook, Tuanzi would only make some terrifying biochemical dishes that were probably not even edible.

"I'll make you a classic Liyue dish: boiled blackback bass."

Su Ming confidently picked up a sea bass, his face full of self-assurance, and then tossed it into the pot.

Sandoni: "?"

Although she rarely cooks, and has hardly ever cooked fish, according to normal thinking, is it possible that fish need to be scaled?

Before the fire was lit, the animals could even happily swim around in the pot, using it as a swimming pool!

"You just don't understand."

Su Ming sighed, looked at Sandone with a disappointed expression, and explained earnestly, "Fish scales are rich in minerals. Eating them is not only good for your health, but also preserves the freshness of the fish meat itself. This is the most essential part of Liyue cooking."

“Is that so?”

Sandoni glanced suspiciously at the sea bass swimming back and forth in the pot, but refrained from saying anything for the time being, considering Su Ming's past culinary skills.

If all else fails, she can use the excuse of forgetting to turn off the gas to run away in advance.

When in doubt, Sandogne's survival rule is to simply run away; his main principle is to never be stubborn.

Chapter 090 You have learned how to use the wind element. Now go and challenge the three Executors!

"Paimon, if I fell into the river one day, would you eat sweet flower wine first or honey-glazed carrot and pork stir-fry?"

"what?"

Paimon stared blankly at Ying, and after a fraction of a second of intense internal struggle, said with a serious expression:

"Dining table?"

She gave a tentative reply, only to be beaten to the ground by Yingzi's merciless iron hand in the next second.

Paimon muttered aggrievedly, "They're already dead, and they won't even let people go to the feast? Ying, you can't be so selfish!"

Ying's lips twitched violently. It had to be Paimon; her mind was probably filled with nothing but banquets and feasts. She longed for that kind of carefree happiness too.

Why not just hold a funeral for him and pretend he's gone? Searching for him without any clue is not a solution. It's better to turn the pain into a short one and accept the fact that my brother has passed away.

That way, there's no need to travel to different countries. You can just relax and retire in Mondstadt. You can enjoy luxury hotels for free and occasionally have free dinners. What a wonderful life!

Ying squeezed the water off the golden retriever. Although it had almost dried by the time they got back to Mondstadt, its hair was still a little damp and would probably take quite some time to dry completely.

It's all Su Ming's fault for making such an unreliable ice surface, but we'll let it slide since he's going to host a dinner party.

It's better than staying in that godforsaken place. Ying is content with what she has. Who can resist a sumptuous feast at night?

No one can refuse a banquet!

The feast is the greatest legend in human history!

Ying and Paimon strode towards the Goethe Hotel with an air of indifference. As soon as they pushed open the hotel door, they heard melodious and elegant music, much better than the inexplicable "White Silk Song" from before.

Besides them, there was another person who looked like someone you shouldn't mess with, or more accurately, a tall, slender woman, who was casually sitting on the sofa to the side, holding a small, delicate wine glass in her hand, filled with pale red wine.

"hiss..."

Paimon cowered behind Luminous and muttered under his breath, "That guy doesn't seem like a decent person."

“Speaking of which, Su Ming is an Executor of the Fools…” Ying was silent for a few seconds. Since Su Ming is an Executor, it doesn’t seem strange that other Executors would appear here. But the problem is that she is not an Executor!

Why do I have this feeling of a lamb being led into the tiger's den?

Did she accidentally stumble into some kind of Fatui Impart?

At times like this, wouldn't it be better to just quietly turn around and leave? Staying here is definitely not the right choice!

Just as Ying was about to tiptoe away, she heard an incredibly sunny, cheerful, and enthusiastic voice: "Miss Ying, welcome, welcome!"

Lily drifted to the door with a Thomas Flare and stopped Ying, who was about to leave, with a smile. "The banquet will begin soon. Please take your seats."

"I forgot to introduce her. That is Miss Rosalyn, a toy wholesaler from Winter. She is here to promote trade with Mondstadt."

Lily of the Valley said something outrageous without batting an eye, leaving both Ying and Paimon momentarily dumbfounded.

What the hell is this toy wholesaler doing?! Even if it's a fabrication, you can't be this perfunctory! Do you think these two are idiots?!

You can't be this perfunctory when you're bullying an idiot!

Linglan blinked guiltily. It was Su Ming who told her to say that. Only a hermit could come up with such an extraordinary identity.

I hope you won't blame me, madam. Even if you do, it's all Su Ming's fault, it has nothing to do with her.

Rosalyn didn't hear Linglan's introduction clearly, but she was curious why a blond traveler was at the executive's banquet, since Su Ming hadn't mentioned it to her before.

But it's no big deal. Everyone here is one of our own, so how could the hermit make such a basic mistake?

"The last dish is ready," Su Ming said with a smile, carrying a silver plate covered with a tight dome, completely obscuring the view inside and adding to the mystery.

Paimon immediately abandoned any intention of leaving. In any case, he would eat his fill first, and even if he died, at least he would die a well-fed ghost.

Who could resist such a lavish dinner!

Paimon's mouth watered at the sight of the dazzling array of food on the table. Apart from the mysterious dish in the middle that was still covered by a lid, everything else looked delicious.

Sandoni walked out of the kitchen with a face full of complicated emotions. After sitting down, he didn't say a word, just stared at the food in the center with a questioning look.

Ying was already somewhat numb. Although she didn't know who this little girl was, she knew without a doubt that she must also be an executive officer.

So why did she even show up at the CEO dinner?

Is it too late to run away now?

Yingzhen started to worry that she might be killed on the spot because she heard something she shouldn't have, since she was just a traveler who had only recently unlocked the wind element.

You've learned how to use the wind element; now go challenge the three Executors!

This difficulty increase is ridiculous! It's completely unreasonable! Who's responsible for game balancing? Can the one who filled in the super easy option come out and take a righteous hook punch from me?!

What about the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top? When did CEOs become such a common occurrence that you can run into three at just one dinner party?

Yingdu was already numb. She sat silently at the dining table, thinking that since things had already come to this, she might as well have a good meal first. She had been starving on the island all day and was just waiting for this meal.

"Everyone's here, let's begin."

Su Ming smiled and raised his glass. "Please make yourselves at home. Don't be so formal. Just treat it as a regular dinner."

"Oh."

Sandonne, showing no mercy, immediately started eating, picking up her small fork to savor the sweet lily-of-the-valley wine.

In fact, most of the dishes at the banquet were prepared by the all-powerful Miss Linglan. This was all thanks to Su Ming returning late from the Abyss, which allowed him to prepare just one dish.

This also relieved Linglan, who was finally spared from Su Ming's terrifying cooking.

Rosalyn was a little disappointed not to see the familiar bottle, and she was still planning to try that special-tasting liquor again.

"Hermit, the plan has begun."

After Rosalyn took her seat, she looked at Su Ming, her meaning clear: if you're going to stay here with nothing to do, why don't you lend a hand?

Anyway, this guy looks incredibly bored; he practically has "I'm slacking off" written all over his face.

"Good."

Su Ming chuckled and continued to savor the lily of the valley's dish, pretending not to understand Rosalyn's subtext at all.

Chapter 091 The Throne of Fate? I am a noble Zero-Fate Warrior!

"Plan? What plan?"

Paimon's face was full of curiosity as he ate heartily, his main idea being that since he was already full, it wouldn't hurt to ask a few more questions before he died.

"Of course, it's the evil plan to destroy Teyvat, hehehe!"

Su Ming revealed a sinister, villainous smile, which made Paimon tremble with fear, ruining his appetite.

"How could you do this?!"

Paimon took a few steps back in horror. This really was some kind of villain's hideout! Was this truly the Last Supper? No way!

Sandonne's lips twitched slightly. What nonsense was this guy spouting now? The Fools weren't such a violent organization. "Stop making baseless accusations, okay? This is all for Her Majesty the Queen."

"It's not as serious as destroying the world; it's just about seizing the Heart of God."

Rosalyn took a sip of red wine and said calmly, a hint of contemplation flashing in her eyes. The advantage brought by the intelligence had already been demonstrated, and the success of the mission was already expected.