Do Behemoths Need to Use the Bathroom After Drinking? / You Dare Keep My Sister Out of School? Taste the Iron Fist of Imperialism!

However, to my surprise, the two people inside the room didn't come out for an entire day.

Are we really going to finish such a big vat of wine today?

"Are all foreigners this wild? They're bound to get health problems from eating like this."

After bringing the braised pork knuckle upstairs, I felt that these two were really treating the snack as a meal.

Moreover, there were many different ways to drink, and at first it had a bit of a scholarly and refined style, but later the style gradually went astray.

"Master Huang is a brave warrior who can hold off ten thousand men on the battlefield. Perhaps his fighting strength is not as good as ours, but he can handle this little bit of wine, unless there is something wrong with the wine itself. However, since it was brought by Master Huang, I think there should be no problem."

Ji was very clear about Huang Cao's strength, after all, his information channels were much more extensive than those of the Yan Country's official authorities, and he dared to do many things that even a True Dragon wouldn't dare to do.

Take, for example, the multinational war a few years ago.

The information about Master Huang's bravery in fighting on the battlefield was passed on to him very smoothly.

Judging from the photos, he is indeed exceptionally brave.

So as long as his eldest sister takes it easy, Master Huang should be fine.

Moreover, in addition to confirming Jie's safety, everyone came here to ensure that Master Huang had a comfortable time in Yan Country.

If you want to drink, then drink. There are so many of you here; you can't really drink yourself to death, can you?

As it turned out, Huang Cao was indeed not very intoxicated.

After all, if he could really get drunk, then he wouldn't need to be the leader of this utopian society.

But Ling was a bit strange; the more he drank, the redder his face became.

When the two of them had almost finished drinking the wine jar, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and ran to the toilet with her stomach full.

"It's unexpected that these Great Beast- like beings can also have normal physiological functions, although it's very likely due to the Power of Abundance contained in the wine."

To prevent the wine from feeling bland when drinking with millet, Master Huang added some "Abundance energy" to the beverage.

Alcohol is not a good thing and has no health benefits. Its only advantage is that it may make people happy or make them forget their troubles, which is its greatest value.

The wine brewed by Huang Cao for decades is not such a low-end product. As long as you are not dead, you can live if you get a little bit of it, and it also has a purifying effect.

This is why Ling was able to get truly drunk.

When the body's Great Beast authority ceases to function, the body's basic structure begins to exert its power, and the internal organs start operating at full capacity.

Therefore, even the ethereal and otherworldly Ling had to obediently accept his body's arrangements and go to the toilet.

"Is this what it's like to be drunk, Master Huang? You've really surprised me!"

The moment I stepped out of the restroom, after so many years, I truly and sincerely understood what it meant to be truly drunk.

In the past, my drunkenness could not be called true drunkenness; it was more like a state of sobriety disguised as confusion.

It's nothing more than a clumsy imitation of ordinary people, only the mindset allows it to achieve the effect of getting drunk from drinking.

Ling certainly knows that being drunk is not a good experience, and being sober is always better than being confused.

But even when I'm fully awake, I always want to be oblivious for once, to truly have a good night's sleep without any worries.

Even if it was only once, her long-held wish came true today.

When he got drunk, he felt like the whole world had turned upside down.

So much so that the Great Yan had vanished from his mind, along with heaven and earth and all things, even the universe itself; all that remained was a pure, intoxicated version of himself.

Finally, with a thud, he tripped over something and fell heavily to the ground.

She got drunk and completely lost consciousness.

Even before she fainted, the last things she saw were the wine she had been longing for and the boy beside her.

"People are least burdened when they are unconscious, because all their perceptions of the world are based on their will, which is a kind of carefree state in a sense."

Huang Cao stroked his chin, looking at Ling who was drunk and lying on the ground, and thought to himself that this woman was really bold.

Fainting in front of a strange man is quite casual, but luckily I, Master Huang, am a gentleman. Although I am lustful, I do so in a proper way.

So I'll put your underwear on for you, don't be shy!

That's right. In order to protect Master Huang's privacy, the room that Ji arranged for him had a toilet.

So he was able to openly run inside, but perhaps he was too drunk, and he wanted to continue drinking without even putting his underwear on properly, and ended up tripping over it.

His head hit the ground hard, and he immediately fell into a deep sleep.

It can only be said that it perfectly fits the definition of an alcoholic, especially since he drinks without any restraint whatsoever.

The wine jar, which was about the same size as Master Huang's body, was almost empty.

Such a large quantity would poison an ordinary person even if they drank water, let alone alcohol. Ling Shao drank two-thirds of this jar of wine.

It's already quite remarkable that she remembered to go to the toilet instead of urinating directly in her pants, although it's not much better.

"Today's research has been successfully completed. The Great Beast cannot fully metabolize the Power of Abundance, at least not the one who loves to drink the most."

But Huang Cao had another question: if the humanoids couldn't handle this much alcohol, what about the beastoids?

Could it be that one's tolerance to the Power of Abundance also changes with body size?

If there's a chance, I'll see if Shu can help me try it out.

Huang Cao sprouted several tentacles, helped Ling up from the ground, and calmly used its tentacles to put her underwear back in place, looking at Ling's underwear that had slipped down to her ankles.

Don't ask why he was so skilled, and why he actually ignored someone who had their door wide open.

It can only be said that there are many wives in the family and they are very interested; the more they see and use, the more...

But after she finished dressing, she suddenly let out a few strange whimpers, but then her even breathing resumed immediately, as if it was just a minor incident.

"As expected of an incompetent eldest sister, no wonder Shu always complains about her in the letters. Get some sleep."

After placing Ling on her bed, Huang Cao carefully covered her with a blanket.

Although he has always been someone who doesn't like to suffer losses, he'll still give the soft bed to this guy.

We can't really let the other person lie underground all night.

I didn't go out all day and didn't have a chance to call my family.

After Huang Cao went downstairs, he was surprised to find that Ji and Yu were still awake. He glanced at the clock and realized it was exactly midnight.

"Master Huang, are you still up so late?"

Ji and Yu asked with concern.

The two were having a late-night snack, which looked like spicy hot pot or something similar.

"Your sister is drunk and unconscious. She's currently fast asleep on my bed."

Ji frowned. "That's incredibly rude! I'll drag her out right now!"

I'm having you serve Master Huang, not the other way around!

There's a limit to how much you can drink! Master Huang might believe you're drunk, but I don't!

Who knows, he's probably off somewhere carefree, lost in thought.

Tragically, both of Ling's younger brothers thought the same thing.

Only Master Huang knew that Ling was truly drunk.

Chapter 330 Dare to prevent my sister from going to school? Then taste the iron fist of imperialism!

"No need, I can't sleep anyway. I wonder how the exchanges with the Great Yan Dynasty have been going these past few days, Boss Ji?"

"To be honest, the progress hasn't been too smooth. I was originally planning to tell you tomorrow," Ji sighed and continued.

"Originally, I wanted to give some of my textile businesses as a gift to you, Master Huang, but the Great Yan court doesn't seem to be satisfied with my approach. So I'm wondering if I can exchange some money for it, which would also shut up the gossip of the court officials."

Huang Cao nodded, seemingly not too surprised by the result:

"The textile industry is one of the country's basic industries, and Boss Ji is a Dragon Head representative in it. It certainly cannot be handed over to foreigners to act as agents. It is only natural that True Dragon would step in to stop it."

"It just so happens that my wife is also skilled in weaving, so I understand Boss Ji's predicament very well. Please convert it into gold coins for me. I'm sure you, who are good at managing money, won't let me suffer a loss."

"You're too kind. It's what I, as the host, must do."

Ji felt that the more he looked at the other person, the more pleasing he became. Although the other person was very polite in his words, he was fair and just in his treatment of others.

Huang Cao's way of doing things may not be liked by a few people, but it will definitely be liked by the vast majority of people.

Those who harbor malice will surely face retaliation, but if you are a kind-hearted person, Huang Cao will definitely treat you with kindness.

While chatting, Huang Cao picked up a piece of vegetable from the spicy hot pot. He had drunk too much alcohol, so his mouth was full of the smell of alcohol and he wanted to eat something spicy to cleanse his palate.

I served these two gentlemen from the side, because he didn't understand the intricacies of court politics, nor did he want to.

I'm just a cook!

After a brief conversation, Ji offered his room to Master Huang, but the latter quickly refused.

"I'm going out to contact my family. I'll sleep in my car tonight."

"Okay, please be careful and contact me anytime if anything happens."

Ji did not refuse, because Master Huang's convoy had already been loaded into the restaurant.

As long as Huang Cao remains within this enormous restaurant, he can guarantee the other party's safety no matter where they are.

Back in his car, Huang Cao leaned back in his chair and made a phone call to someone in Columbia.

Although I mentioned before, my family doesn't call the cute little Elf very often.

But it's been more than a year, so it's time to make a call and ask how things are going.

Soon, far away in the Columbia mines, Młynar happily held the leaf that her Brother Huang had given her.

Młynar: "Brother, why did it take you so long to call me? I was starting to wonder if you'd forgotten you even had a sister like me!"

The little Elf also harbored some resentment, even though leaving the protection of the family environment might help her grow.

When the people of Utopia are traveling abroad, they receive a letter from home at least every six months.

But now that she can make phone calls, her own brother hasn't called her for a whole year, which has made her feel insecure.

Huang Cao was a little embarrassed. "I just called because I've been quite busy lately."

Młynar's sharp tongue was never one to hold back, and she said with a hint of jealousy, "You have time to play games with your sisters, but not time to call me? Brother, you're so biased!"

"Stop with all this nonsense. It's been over a year. How have you been lately? Do you still have enough money?"

Huang Cao quickly changed the subject and began asking about her younger sister's daily life.

Młynar, on the other end of the phone, tapped the helmet on her head:

"I've been working part-time lately, digging for raw materials like Oriron in a mine. I'm not getting something for nothing!"

"But I remember the travel money I gave you should have been enough for five or six years. I bet you gave it all away to the homeless again. Oh well, I'm too lazy to bother with that. Just be honest, as long as you're safe."

Młynar: "Brother, are you a tapeworm in my stomach? How do you know this? Tell me! Were you sent to be Abundance Warrior to follow me?"

"Idiot! Who told you to always help the new residents whenever Utopia expanded when you were a kid, and to spend all your pocket money every time?"

However, he was not worried for the time being about what dangers Młynar might encounter on the road.

First of all, her protective measures are not to be underestimated; secondly, the little Elf's combat power is not low; and thirdly, she has also received the secret techniques taught by Lamian.

Młynar's strength is considered among the top in Banshee River Valley, and she could even be considered a super-sized one.

"But speaking of which, why did you end up mining in a mine? While it's good to train yourself, are you really that desperate for money?"

Młynar: "It's not that we're that short of resources. Besides, being a miner in Columbia is not only in a bad environment, but the wages are also much lower than in our Utopia. The main thing is that I heard in the newspaper that a plant that can survive in a high concentration of Originium has appeared in the mines of this region."

Młynar: "Besides, I went down into the mine as a researcher. But I was too embarrassed to let others dig for me because I have your tools to help me, so it's almost impossible for me to get Originium Infection. At most, I'll just feel uncomfortable. But it's different for ordinary workers, so I have to do it myself."

Huang Cao immediately realized that her own little Elf wasn't feeling very well either.

Abundance can indeed protect Młynar from Originium, but she will still suffer when necessary, because it does not change her Water Elf nature.

However, since it was her sister's choice, Huang Cao couldn't say anything more. She could only tell her to rest more and not to overwork herself.

Młynar: "Brother, actually I was planning to call you in a few days to ask you for a favor."

"For our little Elf to utter the word 'please,' it must be something incredibly important. Tell me about it, and I'll do my best to help if I can."

With her highly professional cultural literacy, Młynar explained what she wanted to ask for help in very concise sentences.