I can transfer damage

[Warning! Your digestive tract is being damaged!]

[Warning! Warning! Your stomach is suffering!]

[WARNING! Your brain is being damaged!]

……

[Should we transfer?]

Transfer!

[Ding! Congratulations, player, for transferring damage! Constitution +1!]

[Ding! Congratulations to the player for transferring damage; Kidney function +1!]

Lu Ziye felt a warmth in his heart; his second brother was awesome too.

It's often said that a man turns sixty after twenty-five. While that's an exaggeration, Lu Ziye was already forty before becoming a stand-in. At forty, his abilities are certainly much greater than at sixty.

But compared to eighteen years old...

That's like heaven and earth!

Going from forty to eighteen is a blessing that money can't buy.

Now, with the system adding two more related capabilities, Lu Ziye has a feeling that he can move the earth.

"Wow, Lao Lu's alcohol tolerance is amazing..."

Xu Hui was startled. Lu Ziye drank one cup after another, and his face had also changed, turning slightly red.

This was something Lu Ziye did intentionally.

After all, there are some people who can drink without getting drunk, but there is no such thing as a person who can't get drunk. The reason why someone can drink five or six kilograms of liquor and still be sober is mainly due to their physical constitution.

"I thought my brother was already amazing, but I never expected..." Xu Jing stared at Lu Ziye, her eyes shining.

She is of Mongolian ethnicity, and she has been drinking alcohol since childhood, especially during her early years when she was herding livestock. The effects of alcohol would become apparent whenever there was a heavy snowfall.

It can ward off the cold, and it can also act as an atmosphere conditioner.

After all, with the snow falling heavily, there wasn't much to do besides eat meat and drink alcohol.

"Tsk, Xu Jing, you still have a brother!"

"Tch, is having brothers so outrageous? I have three older brothers, okay!"

"Goodness!" Xu Hui clicked his tongue and said half-jokingly, "If you bring a boyfriend back with you in the future, will he be able to leave Inner Mongolia while he's awake?"

Xu Jing: ...

Is that how you talk?

but……

This is a real problem for her, since her three older brothers can each drink at least two jin (1 kg), and her two sisters-in-law can drink even more than her. Every winter, what she fears most is not the cold, but not having enough wine stored up.

Especially when roads are blocked by heavy snow, the worst thing is running out of stock and not being able to buy new wine.

I really want to bring a boyfriend home from outside...

The other party will probably only have the memory of when they first entered the house.

Just then, the little dragon finally couldn't take it anymore and vomited.

His face was flushed, his hand holding the bottle was trembling, and his eyes were filled with tears, making him look extremely disheveled.

In fact, his alcohol tolerance is quite good.

He downed almost two bottles by himself. Among ordinary people, his alcohol tolerance is definitely among the lowest, and he might even be the one who can drink the most among the people he knows.

"Not bad!" Lu Ziye praised with a smile, then silently drank the last bit of wine.

Xiao Long opened his mouth, but Lu Ziye's figure was already somewhat blurry in his vision. He shook his head, looked at the empty bottle in Lu Ziye's hand, and then gave a helpless bitter smile.

He was convinced.

"Young Master Lin... I can't take it anymore!"

As Xiaolong spoke, he swayed, and the people around him quickly supported him and helped him to the sofa.

Lin Sheng frowned, but didn't say anything. After all, Xiao Long had drunk almost two bottles by himself, and his alcohol tolerance was already among the best in his circle of friends.

but……

Lu Ziye was still sober, though his face was a bit redder than before, regardless of how much he had drunk in the other private rooms.

As soon as the drinking contest began, Lu Ziye had already drunk about four bottles of vodka, each 750ml and 40% ABV!

In other words, a whole six jin of liquor, is this even human?

"Again!"

Lu Ziye's gaze fell on Lin Sheng, and he began to take out the wine.

Lin Sheng, who had been leaning back on the sofa, suddenly sat up straight, grabbed Lu Ziye's hand holding the wine, and said with a smile, "Lu Ziye, right? Brother Lu, let's forget about this. You drank two drinks and are still sitting there sober. Even if my third person can beat you, it would be an unfair victory. If we lose, we'll have even less face!"

Lu Ziye raised an eyebrow, released his grip on the wine, looked at him with a smile, and asked, "So what do you mean?"

Lin Sheng handed Li Yuhang's phone back: "Here's your phone back. Also, Brother Lu, today's expenses are on me. As for Cui Lan..."

As Lin Sheng spoke, he looked at Cui Lan, who was clearly a little nervous.

She wasn't stupid; she could tell that Lin Sheng was about to admit defeat, which meant she was going to get slapped.

But Cui Lan couldn't fight back, after all, she had slapped Li Yuhang twice earlier.

especially……

Lin Sheng could even decide how she would proceed in the future.

Then they would be even less likely to resist.

"You're probably aware of what happened between Li Yuhang and Huang Weiwei, but it was indeed Cui Lan who got involved first. Brother Lu, you're a man of principle for calling over a female classmate to prepare for a slap, so... I was thinking, Brother Lu, could you perhaps consider it a favor and let it go?"

Perhaps he had figured it out, or perhaps he wanted to befriend Lu Ziye, Lin Sheng lowered his head.

No wonder!

A ruthless person who can down six bottles of baijiu in less than an hour—whether you're a rich second-generation or a self-made millionaire, everyone would want to get to know him.

Besides, we're all classmates, and none of us are so bad that we've all gone down the same path.

Lu Ziye turned around and glanced at Li Yuhang, then at Zhang Qiang and the others.

Zhang Qiang whispered, "Old Lu, let's forget about it!"

Lu Ziye nodded: "Alright, then I'll give Young Master Lin this face."

Upon hearing this, Lin Sheng smiled. As a second-generation rich kid, he naturally had all sorts of powerful figures in his circle.

For example, the son of the CEO of a certain company, or the heir of a certain group.

but……

Lin Sheng had never seen anyone like Lu Ziye, who could drink six jin of baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor), and he was sure that his friends didn't know anyone like him either.

The circle of rich kids is exciting, but also boring.

In Lin Shao's opinion, he definitely wanted to introduce Lu Ziye to a few friends.

This doesn't mean Lin Sheng was prepared to be friends with Lu Ziye; he just wanted Lu Ziye to show off in front of his friends and gain face.

Xu Jing then symbolically slapped Cui Lan across the face.

The matter between Li Yuhang, Huang Weiwei, and Cui Lan is over. As for whether there will be any grudges between him and Lin Sheng, we'll have to wait until Li Yuhang wakes up to find out.

Yes, Li Yuhang was completely drunk at this point, his head resting on Xu Hui's shoulder, snoring incessantly.

"Brother Lu, let's add each other on WeChat, we'll keep in touch!"

"Alright!"

After adding each other on WeChat, Lin Sheng and his group were clearly preparing to leave. Lu Ziye asked, "Young Master Lin, are you all drama school students?"

Lin Sheng nodded and said, "That's right. If Brother Lin is interested, I'll take you to visit the drama academy another day!"

Lu Ziye smiled and nodded: "There will be opportunities!"

After all, his first way of making money was through artistic works!

Music, script!

Let's get a few hundred thousand first!