Infinite: Dawn Game

Chapter 237 Sorry, I'm allergic to alcohol.

Just as the man's attention was drawn to the chatter of the other players, the footsteps coming from the kitchen were gradually ignored by the players.

Apart from a few players who hadn't participated in the "flattery," only Yu Shijiu, who had just recovered from the food, Lu Chusheng, and He Lingling, who had been on high alert, heard it.

Yu Shijiu turned her head slightly and met the gaze of the old housekeeper who was holding a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.

The latter, still sporting that strange yet kind expression, carefully handed the orange juice to Yu Shijiu, bowing his head and smiling slightly:

"Here is your orange juice."

Yu Shijiu took the orange juice, and his fingers accidentally touched the old housekeeper's hand. He shivered from the stiffness and coldness of her skin.

The old housekeeper looked up at him.

"Wow."

Yu Shijiu seemed unaware that the other person's body temperature was abnormal. He leaned down and sniffed the orange juice in his hand, exclaiming in surprise:

"Such sweet and fresh orange juice."

The boy already looked like family, and when he deliberately acted cute and clever, it made people unable to help but smile.

The old housekeeper seemed to be no exception. She smiled and reached out to touch Yu Shijiu's soft hair. The icy coldness of her palm, almost like that of a dead person, penetrated her scalp through her hair, making Yu Shijiu's brain seem to stiffen.

A cold glint flashed in Yu Shijiu's pupils.

The NPC in front of me has already set his sights on me.

Lu Chusheng, who was standing nearby, quickly realized something. Just as he frowned and spoke up, the old housekeeper spoke up again.

"If you like, you can come find me again after you finish your drink, okay?"

The old housekeeper seemed to finally notice the man sitting in the main seat and the woman beside him who was bowing her head and not saying a word, and covered her mouth in slight surprise.

"Young Master? Miss?"

Why did you all suddenly come down here?

The man addressed as "Young Master" scoffed, "Coming down all of a sudden? Don't my sister and I need to eat?"

The elderly housekeeper paused for a second, "But your meal and Miss's meal were prepared separately by the kitchen. These dishes were for the master to serve to the guests—"

"Why?!"

Seemingly angered by the old housekeeper's words, the already short-tempered "young master" suddenly stood up and slammed his hand on the table, knocking over the teacup and quickly staining the red tablecloth dark red with the pale yellow water.

"I am the owner of this villa, and I can eat whatever I want! What right do you, a servant, have to tell me what I should eat?"

The young lady, who had been keeping her head down and not speaking, then looked up. She looked at her brother, who was in a state of rage, and her pale, bloodless lips moved, as if she wanted to persuade him.

But in the end, he didn't say a word and just sat quietly in place.

Yu Shijiu watched the farce unfold with great interest, then picked up his orange juice and took a sip.

As the sweet and sour orange juice filled his mouth, he squinted his eyes in enjoyment once again.

Mmm, it tastes really good.

The old housekeeper's smile gradually faded. She nervously licked her lips, opened her mouth, then lowered her head again, obediently saying:

“Young master, you are right. As the master, you can eat whatever you want and wherever you want.”

The young master then turned off the fire, slowly sat down, and raised his hand to the old housekeeper:

"Bring out a few bottles of wine."

He tilted his head, his fairly handsome face revealing undisguised malice.

"Since Father invited so many guests over, and he's not home, it's only natural that I'll be the one to 'take care' of them."

All the players felt a chill run down their spines as they watched the "young master" instruct the old housekeeper to bring out bottle after bottle of strong liquor and place them on the table. Some players with weaker willpower were already feeling extremely uneasy.

Players need to remain absolutely clear-headed and rational in the game, even when they are sleeping or resting, they must always pay attention to their surroundings... But if they are drunk, they are doomed.

No one can remain completely sober under the influence of alcohol.

The young master's current actions of clearly trying to get them drunk are even more terrifying than a direct attack.

The latter can at least resist, but the former... once the player loses their mind, they may not even have the possibility of resisting.

What's even more terrifying is that they can't even refuse.

"that."

Just as the "young master" began to have the old housekeeper open the wine bottle, Yu Shijiu, who had been quietly eating (the only one in the room to have eaten), raised his hand.

"I can not drink."

The other players, racking their brains to find a way to politely refuse to drink: "..."

Lu Chusheng, standing beside him, pursed his lips, suppressing a smile.

The smile on "Young Master's" face slowly disappeared after this obvious rejection, and he looked at Yu Shijiu with a cold expression.

"So this is you disrespecting me?"

Yu Shijiu was completely bewildered: "What face-saving? I just can't, oh wait, I mean I don't know how to drink? Is there a problem?"

Young Master: "..."

The remaining silent players looked at each other in bewilderment.

That's right! They all "don't drink alcohol"!

"How can you attend a banquet without drinking?"

With a forced smile, "Young Master" took the first bottle of wine opened by the old housekeeper, filled the wine glass handed to him by the old housekeeper, and held it out menacingly to Yu Shijiu.

"It's a pity, the thing I hate most is being rejected."

The young master's lips slowly curled upwards as he said to Yu Shijiu:

"You have to drink this wine whether you like it or not!"

"..."

Silence returned to the dining table until—

"I'll do it for him—"

Before Lu Chusheng could finish speaking, Yu Shijiu grabbed his hand and pressed it down.

Lu Chusheng was startled for a second.

"you--"

Are you sure you want me to drink this glass of wine?

Yu Shijiu stood up with a smile. He looked down at the glass of wine that "Young Master" had handed him, his eyes gradually turning red as the scarlet liquid inside the glass was turned red.

The color of this wine is really red.

Yu Shijiu thought.

Upon hearing this, the "young master" laughed heartily, "Of course, since I said you should drink, then you absolutely must drink this cup!"

"It's a pity."

Yu Shijiu shifted his gaze from the drinks, looking at the "young master's" disbelieving, distorted face, and smiled slightly:

"I am allergic to alcohol."

Young Master: "..."

The players nearby simultaneously widened their eyes: "..."

Damn, yes!

Even game NPCs shouldn't openly force allergic players to come into contact with allergens, right?! Damn it! They beat me to it!!

"Will Shi Jiu be able to do this?"

Xu Han murmured worriedly.

He Lingling wasn't too worried, but looking at Yu Shijiu's slightly reddened eyes, her heart pounded.

It seems that Yu Shijiu's eyes always turn red when he kills someone—oh, I mean, when he kills a monster. Does the fact that his eyes are red now mean that the other person is a little out of control?