After Quitting My Job: I'm Bound to the Enjoy Life System
Chapter 47

Drinking Until the End of the World Without Getting Drunk

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Meng Wenzhou wiped his mouth after finishing his drink, glanced at Pan Ning, and said with a grin, "Haozi, the person I told you about—the one who's incredibly good at drinking—is my cousin, Pan Ning."

Chen Hao followed Meng Wenzhou's gaze and turned to look at Pan Ning.

"A beauty like her can really drink that much?"

"Hehe, don't let the fact that she's a girl fool you. Once she starts drinking, it's terrifying. Let me put it this way: except for you, none of us could beat her even if we combined our drinking capacity."

"Oh? She's that incredible? Then I'll have to properly test my cousin's mettle." Chen Hao laughed, clearly unconvinced.

Su Yang thought to himself, That was before. Now I've got a cheat. In a moment, I'll show you what a true God of Wine is.

After Chen Hao arrived, they paused their game of Who is the Spy and began splitting into groups to play drinking games.

A little over an hour later, aside from Su Yang, Pan Ning, and Chen Hao, the other four of the seven all had slightly flushed faces. Liu Bo looked a little better than the rest.

All sixty-two bottles of Xifleitlun W12 Craft Beer had also been emptied.

Seeing this, Chen Hao raised his hand and called out, "Xiao Li, bring all sixty bottles that are left. Then get someone to clear the table and bring out some snacks."

"Coming right up!" Xiao Li answered before heading behind the bar to open the bottles.

Pan Ning still sat with her legs crossed. Cracking sunflower seeds, she glanced at Su Yang beside her and said with a faint smile, "You're in pretty good shape today. You've drunk so much and you're still fine?"

Su Yang chuckled. "I really am in good shape today. You'll probably have to pay the price for what you said tonight."

"Heh." Pan Ning was utterly disdainful. She didn't believe Su Yang could drink her under the table.

For some reason, she had loved drinking ever since she was little. What child in their early teens would dare drink alcohol?

Pan Ning did. Back then, she would secretly hide from her parents and buy alcohol to drink.

Her family gave her more pocket money each month than she could spend, so she used most of her savings to buy alcohol. All kinds of beer and foreign liquor—things many people in their forties had never tasted—she had already tried them all as a teenager.

At the time, she had thought she was dependent on alcohol, but even after going several days without drinking, she didn't feel uncomfortable.

She only drank when she was bored back then, and she discovered that no matter how much she drank, she never got drunk. That had continued until now.

That was why she merely laughed at Su Yang's words. Getting her drunk was practically impossible.

Because she knew her own physical condition so well, she had dared to tell Su Yang earlier that she would let him do whatever he wanted if he got her drunk. She knew how things would turn out.

Unless she was willing, Su Yang would never get her in his entire life.

What she didn't know was that Su Yang had received the system's gifted bug, God of Wine.

If the two of them really faced off in a drinking match, Pan Ning could certainly drink an enormous amount, but she was still just a normal person. Without a cheat, she would eventually get drunk.

Su Yang, however, wouldn't. He would never get drunk, even if he drank until the end of the world.

Earlier, when Su Yang had asked the system for an explanation of God of Wine, the system had only said three words: unable to get drunk. This meant that he could keep drinking forever without getting drunk.

Xiao Li brought the drinks over with two waiters, then cleared the table and served a large assortment of snacks and fruit.

Chen Hao looked at everyone and asked with a smile, "Brother Ziming, can you still drink?"

Zhang Ziming stubbornly forced himself to keep up appearances. "Can I still drink? I have reason to suspect you're looking down on me."

"Hahaha, what are you talking about, brother? It's just that your neck is already a little red. If you can't drink, don't force yourself. This alcohol has quite a kick."

Zhang Ziming waved his hand. "Hey, forget all that. Drink!"

As he spoke, he picked up an opened bottle and tilted his head back to take a large gulp.

Seeing this, Shen Yixue tugged worriedly at Zhang Ziming's clothes. "Drink a little less. If you drink yourself unconscious later, I won't be able to carry you."

"You think I can't drink either?"

The moment Zhang Ziming said that, everyone knew he was already drunk.

However, the atmosphere had reached its peak. At that moment, aside from Meng Wenzhou, he probably wouldn't listen to anyone who tried to stop him.

Meng Wenzhou took out a pack of He Tianxia and handed cigarettes to the men. He passed one to Zhang Ziming and said, "Ziming, take a break and smoke a cigarette. Slow down before drinking again."

Zhang Ziming accepted it with a smile. "Don't worry, Old Meng. I haven't had too much. If I can't go on, I definitely won't keep drinking."

"Good. As long as you know your limits."

After Meng Wenzhou finished speaking, they started playing drinking games again. Those who knew drinking games played them; those who didn't played fifteen-twenty or rock-paper-scissors.

Another hour passed, and the sixty bottles of beer brought out later were nearly gone as well.

Shen Yixue had stopped drinking earlier. Her tolerance was that of a normal woman, and she knew when to stop.

The others didn't urge anyone to drink much either. Everyone simply did as they pleased: those who could drink drank more, while those who couldn't weren't pressured.

Everyone was quite considerate and knew that forcing people to drink was a vulgar custom.

Meng Wenzhou was also thoroughly drunk by then. His face was bright red, his eyes unfocused, and he leaned against the back of his chair.

Liu Bo was also in good shape today. Even now, he could still hold on for a while longer.

Zhang Ziming had gone to vomit once midway through. After returning and resting for about half an hour, he had started playing drinking games with Su Yang again.

Chen Hao and Pan Ning looked as if nothing had happened. Chen Hao was somewhat tipsy, but Pan Ning still didn't feel anything.

What surprised Pan Ning somewhat was that Su Yang could drink so well today too. Even now, he showed no sign of being drunk.

"Xiao Li!" Chen Hao called out to him again.

Seeing this, Xiao Li hurried over with quick, mincing steps. "Brother Chen, what can I do for you?"

"Do we have any more of this beer?"

"This kind is all gone, but the shop has plenty of other alcohol."

"All right, let me ask them first." Chen Hao then looked at everyone. "Are you still drinking?"

"Of course. We said we wouldn't stop until we were drunk tonight. It's only a little after midnight. We've barely started." Zhang Ziming was the first to raise his hand.

Seeing this, Meng Wenzhou also forced out a smile. "Keep it coming. We'll drink until we're satisfied tonight."

"All right. Then go open thirty bottles of Roosevelt No. 10."

"Coming right up." Xiao Li answered and prepared to fetch the alcohol.

"Wait. I can't leave this place today, so keep an eye on the other customers for them."

"Don't worry, Brother Chen. You enjoy your drinks. I'll handle the customers." Xiao Li smiled and turned to leave.

Chen Hao looked at Su Yang, who was playing drinking games with Zhang Ziming, and said with a smile, "Brother Su, your tolerance is pretty incredible too. You've drunk this much and you're still fine. I really admire it."

Su Yang turned to Chen Hao and replied politely, "You're too kind, Brother Chen. Your tolerance is impressive too."

After the two exchanged a little mutual flattery, Xiao Li pushed over thirty more bottles of alcohol.

The customers at the other tables had noticed them long ago. Watching the bottles the group had been drinking, they stared wide-eyed and whispered among themselves.

Now that thirty more bottles had been brought over, the customers at the other tables couldn't help swallowing nervously.

"The drinking capacity at that table is terrifying. I roughly counted just now—they've drunk nearly a hundred bottles."

"Is it really that exaggerated? You think beer isn't alcohol?"

"Why would I lie to you? Besides, the two girls over there are so beautiful that I paid extra attention."

"What? There are beauties and you didn't tell me? You were admiring them all by yourself?"

"Hehe, I forgot, okay?"

"Damn it, I'm moving over to your side. I didn't notice there were beauties over there because they've had their backs to us the whole time."

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