The Scholar's Show-off Time

Wu Wei felt he was truly a genius; despite having a bottomless capacity for alcohol, he had always claimed to be allergic and would pass out after a single glass.

Listening to Li Long's words, after the initial shock, Wu Wei quickly sorted out the cause and effect:

Li Long had most likely been reborn.

Clearly, in his previous life, he had caused Li Long significant psychological trauma.

A video of him livestreaming a hotel tryst with his goddess? Wu Wei thought about it and felt it was impossible.

He wasn't the type of person to have so little integrity.

However, that didn't matter; what mattered was that his current situation was dangerous.

He had to turn this situation around.

Just as Wu Wei was thinking this, Li Long turned around and began installing a pinhole camera.

He had been preparing for this day for a long time; it had to be said that Li Long was actually quite a composed person.

Even in this situation where the "overall outcome was decided," Li Long didn't fully vent, merely saying a few words before getting down to business.

Seeing Li Long's actions, Wu Wei completely gave up on him.

I treated you like a brother, and you actually wanted to harm me.

Then there was nothing left to say.

While Li Long's back was completely turned to him, Wu Wei quietly stood up and delivered a hand-blade strike to his neck.

When he was very young, Wu Wei had learned some special combat techniques from his mother. Although his training had been crude and he had forgotten most of it by now, dealing with a shut-in fatty like Li Long who spent his days writing novels was still a piece of cake.

Before Li Long could react, he was knocked unconscious by Wu Wei.

When Li Long woke up again, he saw Wu Wei sitting in front of him, toying with his phone with a thoughtful expression.

He, meanwhile, was bound to the chair with heavy-duty tape and was unable to struggle at all.

"Wu Wei, what are you doing?"

Li Long was actually panicking inside, but he still performed the role of an ignorant youth.

Wu Wei smiled at Li Long and went straight to the point: "I end up with Lan Meng in the future?"

Li Long's heart skipped a beat.

The last shred of hope vanished without a trace.

"How could you know? Didn't you pass out after one glass?" Li Long's tone was filled with resentment.

Hearing this, Wu Wei raised an eyebrow.

"It seems that in your memories, I must have passed out after one glass at some point, which gave you this misconception."

Li Long's reaction told Wu Wei that he had guessed correctly.

Wu Wei laughed in spite of himself.

"The me from your past life was able to fool the reborn you with such a shallow lie; what else can I say? Li Long, show me some intelligence worthy of respect, would you?"

Li Long's face flushed red.

"You can't drink? That was all a lie?"

"Well, I could drink a liter of hard liquor when I was six, but I just don't like it, so I don't drink regardless of the occasion. If I really can't avoid it, I just pretend to be drunk after one glass. It seems I did the same in my past life."

He hadn't expected this good habit to save him.

One could only say that not drinking was truly a great thing.

The look Li Long gave Wu Wei was incredibly complex.

"Liar, bastard, scum. You toyed with my feelings and deceived me for two lifetimes."

Wu Wei: "..."

"Heaven wants to destroy me, it is not the fault of the battle. If I hadn't been fooled by you, I would have made you pay the price in this life."

Wu Wei scoffed.

"If you get beaten, just stand still; stupid is as stupid does, what does that have to do with Heaven? Besides, even if I really did pass out after one glass, what could you have actually accomplished? How naive."

"Bastard, if my plan had gone smoothly, I definitely could have ruined your reputation." Li Long stubbornly defended his intelligence.

But a few simple sentences from Wu Wei completely crushed his confidence.

"AIDS? Li Long, you are truly naive. How much do you know about AIDS, and how much do you know about its transmission routes? Read more books so you won't be fooled by inherent stereotypes. As a top student, let me educate you on some common knowledge about AIDS:

The transmission method of AIDS is through blood, not through bodily fluids.

Many people turn pale at the mention of AIDS, believing that bodily fluids are also contagious, and there are indeed people who contracted AIDS after engaging in 'clapping' activities with an AIDS patient. But in reality, that is only a consequence caused by capillary rupture during the activity; essentially, it is still blood transmission. The bodily fluids of an AIDS patient do contain trace amounts of the virus, but the probability is about the same as winning the first prize in a lottery—it can basically be ignored.

Bored experts have conducted surveys: without a condom, the probability of a male transmitting it to a female in a single act is 0.1%-0.2%, the probability of a female transmitting it to a male is 0.033%-0.1%, and the probability between males is 0.5%-3.0%.

Not to mention there is something called post-exposure prophylaxis (PEP); as long as you take the medication correctly within 72 hours of a high-risk act, the probability of failure is only 0.05%.

Now do you understand how naive you are? Come on, Master Li, please give your acceptance speech."

Wu Wei assumed a posture of listening intently.

Li Long felt as though his heart had been riddled with a thousand holes.

So, the plan he had meticulously prepared actually possessed such a glaring flaw?

As expected, whether in his past life or this one, he was simply no match for him.

"Looking at your expression, you believed what I just said again." Wu Wei spoke once more, delivering another critical blow to Li Long: "Actually, I was just saying that casually; all those figures were things I made up on the spot."

Li Long: "..."

KO!