"Is that really the case?" Jimmy's face was full of surprise.
The wine purchased by the soldiers was not high-end stuff, so naturally the alcohol content was high.
After drinking a few large glasses of wine, Gazef was already little drunk.
He slammed the table and shouted, "Hey! Do you think I'm bragging?"
"Come on, Climb, fill it up for us!"
Originally, Climb was not on the invitation list for the celebration party, but when I ran into him just now, I brought him along.
Now it seems that I brought the right thing, as there is someone helping to pour the wine.
"Come on! Do it!"
"Drink!"
…
The two of them passed cups back and forth, one drink after another.
Climb's hands were numb from pouring, and he couldn't keep up with the speed at which the two drank.
The commotion on this side also attracted many soldiers who were also drinking.
"Come and see! Master Gazef and Master Jimmy are having a drinking contest!"
"Really?"
"Haha…Warrior Captain Gazef is famous for his drinking capacity!"
"Although Lord Jimmy is extraordinary, he is so young, so he shouldn't be able to drink, right?"
…
There was a lot of discussion around, and before they knew it, they formed a thick circle to watch this unique showdown.
Seeing so many people watching, Gazef seemed to get excited all of a sudden.
"I'll take you down this time no matter what!"
During the sparring sessions over the past few days, Gazef had been beaten quite a few times by Jimmy.
It seems that he is planning to get back at the dinner table.
But is this really the reality?
One cup, two cups, three cups...
This kind of high-proof grain liquor with a poor taste will make an average person completely drunk after just one glass.
Those who can drink better can drink two or three kilograms, but that is the limit.
At this time, Gazef and Jimmy had already finished three barrels!
That's equivalent to 15 kilograms of wine and drinks, which all went down the two of them's stomachs!
When they first started watching, the surrounding soldiers were still making noises and cheering.
And slowly, they began to quiet down.
Until the scene became completely silent.
They stared at Jimmy, whose expression remained calm, on the table, with only one thought in their mind.
Is this still a human being!?
Looking at his still flat stomach, new questions arose.
Where did all the alcohol go?
In fact, Jimmy is not a human, he is a vampire.
And he is at the pinnacle on race of vampires - the original vampires.
Neither poison gas nor poison will have any effect on Jimmy's body.
Not to mention a little bit of alcohol.
Once the alcohol passes through the throat and enters the stomach, the body automatically breaks it down, dissipates it through the pores, and evaporates it.
On the other hand, Gazef, who was sitting opposite him, had already turned red on his square face due to excessive alcohol intake.
The pair of eyes that usually seemed bright and lively were now dim and looked like they might close at any time.
At this time, the two of them had already drunk thirty kilograms of wine.
Gazef was no match for Jimmy. During this process, Gazef had already vomited three times.
But he was held back by a desire in his heart - the desire to defeat Jimmy in some way.
If it weren't for the existence of this martial arts and Ki, he might have collapsed long ago.
But now, he finally couldn't hold on any longer.
Even though his body had been tempered, and his alcohol tolerance was much greater than that of ordinary people, he couldn't take it anymore.
"I... lost...."
After saying this, Gazef's head finally slammed onto the table with a loud thud.
Before he completely lost consciousness, he seemed to see Jimmy standing up.
Holding the wine glass, he and Climb drank again.
Can you still drink it?!
With this last shocking thought flashing through his mind, Gazef fell into a deep sleep.
Jimmy, who drinks alcohol like water, can of course continue drinking now, and he has to continue drinking.
Gazef was the hardest one to take down, and after that, it was naturally all the soldiers present.
…
Three hours later
The entire training ground was filled with people lying all over the place, snoring deafeningly.
Sitting among the crowd, Jimmy somehow suddenly felt lonely.
Who else!?
…
But the prompt from the system quickly washed it away.
"Ding! Congratulations on completing the mission [Cup a Thousand Cups Without Falling], you will be rewarded with 100 points!"
Although there is still one left in the corner, it's good enough since the system has acknowledged that it's completed.
The one who was still hiding on the side and shivering at this moment was naturally Fred who was watching secretly.
He didn't know about those who had been knocked down, but Fred watched the entire process without missing anything.
It was Jimmy who, by himself, drank nearly a thousand soldiers at the scene down one by one!
Is this guy still a human being?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hold the wine in his hand tightly.
The turbid yellow wine had a greyish tint, as if something else had been added to it.
Would it work? Fred was sceptical at this point.
Even though he was confident in what he had in his hands, Fred still felt a little unsure after witnessing Jimmy drinking with a thousand people at the same time.
but...
As if he had thought of something, Fred's eyes suddenly became firm again.
No matter what, you have to go!