Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

Winter Executor, Bound to the Wrongful Seed System at the Start Author: A Qingya

"I, Su Ming, am the Winter Executor with a training period of one Kun year." Su Ming, who transmigrated to the continent of Teyvat, became the twelfth seat of the Fools' Executor, the Hermit, and obtained the legendary system that is standard for transmigrators.

However, the treasure chests opened by this system are a bit too strange. Ordinary treasure chest: Tartaglia's Salted Fish Sword; Exquisite treasure chest: Narcida's White Ice Cream; Gorgeous treasure chest: Columbia's Original Flavor...? Now, the only option is to steal treasure chests from the Winter Queen's palace. Today, the hermit is also running around looking for treasure chests. 　

[Slice-of-life + humor + wholesome, no angst, just sweet moments + fun-loving] [Genshin Impact completed with 1.7 million words, quality guaranteed, updates are super fast]

Chapter 001 The Hermit

"Climbing into the Golden House in the middle of the night without permission is suspected of being a burglary."

"At 2:30 a.m., he broke into the General Affairs Department through a window and ransacked the place, causing Miss Gan Yu, who was secretly eating Qingxin, to almost choke to death."

"Excavating the Yujingtai scenic pond without legal permission damages cultural relics and disrupts public order."

"Do you have any explanation for this?"

"Mr. Su Ming."

Yelan took a deep breath, slammed the set of rule-breaking regulations—enough to fill a Liyue elementary school textbook—on the table, and looked sharply at the boy in the dungeon.

The boy had delicate features, wore a snow-white robe with dark black embroidery at the waist, and a thick white scarf with a few red streaks around his neck.

"I am the Executor of the Fools, who has served for one Kun year. I am good at climbing walls, long jump, and opening treasure chests. These are just my daily practice items."

Su Ming remained calm and performed a perfectly executed Iron Mountain Lean stance with great skill.

"This is the seventh time the same reason has been used. The last time it was the captain of the Inazuma Pangolin Squadron, and the time before that it was the use of a bouncing bomb to blow up an honorary knight of the Knights of Favonius in Mondstadt."

Ye Lan stared blankly at the full record on the detention record sheet in her hand, and sighed softly.

The young man in front of her single-handedly doubled her overtime hours this year.

Su Ming shrugged, and within a second he regained his usual calm expression. The tired excuses couldn't fool Ye Lan after all.

"I'm just looking for a treasure chest."

"Have you heard of them? They're the kind of magical treasure chests that are scattered all over Teyvat, and you can get shiny gemstones just by opening them."

Su Ming spoke with a sincere expression, emphasizing that sincerity was the ultimate weapon.

"Would a normal person hide a treasure chest in a place like that?" Ye Lan's brows twitched slightly. She must have woken up too early this morning to dream that someone had dug all the way to the General Affairs Department in order to find a treasure chest.

"Besides, the treasure chest will only contain adventurer experience and Sweet Flowers, not any Primogems."

Ye Lan sighed helplessly. At least come up with a plausible excuse. Couldn't she go to the Treasure Thieves' Guild for 1314000 minutes of training before coming back?

“Tell me your true purpose, or you won’t be so easily released on bail this time,” Ye Lan’s eyes suddenly turned cold, and her fingertips slowly drew out pale blue threads.

"..."

"say."

“I have the right to remain silent. Please speak with my lawyer if you have any questions.”

Su Ming coughed calmly. Was it possible that he had been telling the truth from the very beginning?

His heartfelt sincerity was dismissed as mere nonsense by Ye Lan.

It hurts, it hurts too much!

“Miss Yelan, I’m here again,” Yan Fei said with a brisk stride as she entered the dungeon. After clearing her throat a few times, she said seriously, “I’m here to bail out my client.”

"Impossible, this person has violated Liyue's laws multiple times."

Ye Lan righteously refused Yan Fei, then pulled her to a corner where Su Ming couldn't hear her and skillfully asked, "How much did you give this time?"

Yan Fei didn't speak, but her eyes sparkled as she stretched out a hand.

"Five million?"

"It's five million Mora."

Yanfei's beautiful eyes sparkled as she said earnestly, "Six-four split, let him go. This would be a huge contribution to the sustainable development of Liyue's treasury."

"Liyue cannot lose Suming."

Yan Fei said with a serious face that since she accepted Su Ming's commission, she no longer needed to do legal consultations and could slack off at Yujingtai every day.

Ye Lan pondered for a moment, and in the end, Su Ming hadn't done anything outrageous.

Climbing the Golden House—since we didn't even go inside—we might as well just consider it cleaning the walls.

Gan Yu was frightened... This is the behavior of a fanatical fan. Appropriate education should be given, and three tons of Qingxin (a type of traditional Chinese medicine) should be provided as compensation afterward to seal the matter (physical sealing).

As for the excavation of the Yujingtai scenic pond, compensation will be three times the price.

Ye Lan nodded slightly and slowly walked up to Su Ming. "You can leave now."

Bail is indeed not that easy, except for Gamora.

"I'm a model citizen of Liyue, I never do anything illegal," Su Ming said, his face clearly saying that he should have done this earlier, as he rubbed his aching back and walked out of the dungeon.

We did use a bit too much Mora this time, but it was all necessary expenses. Hopefully, Pantalone will stop nagging.

This is all for his great cause of freedom (scratch that), for the Queen's plan!

This was all part of the plan; yes, it was definitely not intentional on his part.

I hope the Northern Bank is alright.

"Thank you again, Miss Yanfei. I'll come to you again next time I pass away," Su Ming said, bowing to Yanfei in farewell.

"It's a minor issue. I'll give you a 20% discount on your next legal consultation."

Yan Fei smiled sheepishly, saying that her performance had skyrocketed in the past year thanks to Su Ming.

She has now become a wealthy woman.

It's no exaggeration to say that this is all thanks to Su Ming.

"See you tomorrow then," Yan Fei waved to Su Ming with a smile, then skipped away from the dungeon.

Yanfei used to hate the cold atmosphere of the dungeon, but now returning to the dungeon feels like returning home. The people here are so nice to talk to, and she can earn a lot of Mora. She loves it here.

Every time I see Su Ming in the dungeon, I feel a sense of familiarity, a familiarity like seeing a glittering Mora.

As Su Ming walked alone on the streets of Liyue, he couldn't help but recall a day two and a half years ago.

At that time, he was an outstanding 21st-century college student who excelled in all aspects of moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor education.

On the day of the incident, he was surfing the internet as usual, engaging in friendly, healthy, rational, and lawful discussions with netizens.

"Naxi Da's feet are small, fragrant, and so cute, hehehehehehe."

"What is this? Nasita's white silk, pierce it. What is this? Nasita's white silk, pierce it. What is this? Nasita's white silk, pierce it."

"So you call yourself the Great Sage? I'll give you a left roundhouse kick, then a right front kick, and finally a big punch!"

"Reject childish aesthetics, starting with you, him, it, her, and everyone else!!!"

"I will be Columbia's dog, to restore the glory of the fools; it is our duty!"

Just as Su Ming was going through a high-intensity tirade, he suddenly heard a voice in a daze: [Young traveler on the verge of sudden death, what are you using to comfort this Columbia's used panties, Narcida's white stockings, or the Great Sage's bitter tea?]

Su Ming was stunned for a moment, thinking it was a hallucination that had occurred after three days and three nights of sleeplessness, and casually said, "It is the Great Sage's Bitter Tea Seed."

The voice remained silent for a long time before finally uttering a "[6]".

One cannot, at least one should not...

Su Ming suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and the scenery before his eyes began to blur. "No...no, I can't die like this!"

His ideals, his passion, his determination—they can't end like this!

I'll give it my all, as long as I can get there!

Su Ming dragged the mouse to the folder named "2023 Top Secret Postgraduate Entrance Examination Materials" and right-clicked on the recycle bin.

She closed her eyes peacefully.

"Damn it, I forgot to empty the recycle bin!"

Startled, Su Ming sprang to his feet and sat bolt upright, only to shiver from the cold.

What came into view was a stunningly beautiful black-haired girl. Strangely, she didn't open her eyes, but a faint smile played on her lips.

A frigid wind blew past the window, and what appeared before Su Ming's eyes was a winter kingdom standing amidst ice and snow.

Welcome to Teyvat, the coldest country, the land of winter!

Hey travelers, take a look at Miss Columbia in front of you!

Su Ming's first reaction was that the start was not bad, at least it wasn't like he had jumped out of Hu Tangzhu's coffin and come back to life.

"You finally woke up."

"【The Hermit】".

Columbia's voice was soft, and her serene smile seemed to melt away the cold winter sun.

Chapter 002 Fate. Vladimir. The greatest traveler on Earth. The hardest worker. His favorite color is white silk. Su

In Mondstadt, two well-informed members of the Fatui are secretly plotting a loud conspiracy.

"Have you heard? A twelfth executive officer has been added?"

"It was personally conferred by Her Majesty the Queen, I think it was called something like 'Hermit'?"

...

...

"I thought code names were something you chose yourself."

This was the first time Su Ming had worn this style of clothing, and he was quite unaccustomed to it. Fortunately, he was 1.8 meters tall, so it fit him fairly well.

“Under normal circumstances, that is indeed the case,” Columbia said, leaning against the window as the wind and snow ruffled the girl’s long, soft hair.

"Is this considered a second type?"

"It's a special case."