Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 445 - 213: The Socially Dead Birthday Princess_2

Chapter 445: Chapter 213: The Socially Dead Birthday Princess_2

Everyone found this odd when they heard it.

Huang Li took the initiative to chide Fang Xing, "Fang Fang, stop talking nonsense and watch your mouth!"

She didn’t want Fang Xing to offend Han Lie; it wasn’t that she was actually scolding Fang Xing.

Little Qing, who was always straightforward, quickly chimed in, "Yanfei doesn’t usually drink much, but two or three bottles don’t affect her at all; her cheeks don’t even turn red. Maybe she’s just not feeling well today?"

Ding Xiang weakly suggested, "Could it be because she mixed red wine and champagne earlier, and the aftereffects are hitting her now?"

She firmly didn’t believe that Han Lie would drug Chen Yanfei—that was impossible—so she came up with the most reasonable explanation she could think of.

In fact, no one believed Fang Xing’s accusation.

If the two had gone out to drink privately, that would be one thing, but with over a dozen of Chen Yanfei’s classmates present, how could Han Lie possibly do something so foolish?

Could he really take her away under their watch if the drug kicked in?

Moreover, Chen Yanfei had always been saying that she was "actively pursuing Han Lie," so it really wasn’t necessary.

Fang Xing himself felt so ashamed that he bowed his head, cursing himself for his foolishness and no longer daring to make a sound.

Han Lie had cleared his name of suspicion and cleverly tossed the problem back to them.

"Don’t ponder the cause any longer; let’s think about what to do now!"

Before anyone could come up with a solution—wouldn’t you know it—the interlude ended, the tormenting sounds resumed, and the poor kids once again put on their masks of agony.

That was damn intense!

It wasn’t until Chen Yanfei cheerfully finished the entire song that someone finally decided to take action.

Ding Xiang, who was closest, couldn’t stand it any longer. She had laughed heartily earlier, but now that the laughter was over, she was on the verge of a breakdown.

At first, it was funny. Listening again, you’d want to cry. After a while, life itself felt meaningless...

With the air of a hero marching to their doom, Ding Xiang decisively waved her small hand. "Take her to the bathroom and let her sober up!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"That sounds like a plan!"

"Listen to Ding Xiang!"

The girls from the same dorm immediately nodded frantically, like chickens pecking at rice. Little Qing rushed to the front and, together with Huang Li, grabbed Chen Yanfei and began forcibly dragging her toward the bathroom.

"How audacious!"

Chen Yanfei suddenly perked up, slinging her arms around the two girls and shoving them down onto the sofa.

"Where did these lowly servants come from, daring to lay hands on this Empress? Attendant Lie, drag them away and have them beaten to death with clubs for me!"

PFFT, PFFT, PFFT, PFFT...

Han Lie was laughing so hard he could barely hold his phone. This is hilarious!

The other boys, though feeling a pang of jealousy that she remained close only to an outsider even when drunk, also found it highly amusing and couldn’t help but laugh.

"Drunk Yanfei is even cuter than usual, isn’t she?"

"Mhm, totally!"

"Maybe... we should take a picture too?"

"I’d like to see anyone try!"

A larger girl, who usually didn’t stand out, planted her hands on her hips and fiercely kept watch over the other boys.

She made an exception for Han Lie, however, letting him snap pictures to his heart’s content.

Little Qing and Little Huang, proving rather useless, struggled for quite a while but couldn’t subdue Chen Yanfei. Instead, they each took a tumble and yelped in pain.

"Xiangxiang, Little Zhu, come and help!"

Ding Xiang immediately waved her hands dismissively. "No way! If I go, I’ll just be a sitting duck!"

She even scooted back a bit...

Well, she certainly has an accurate assessment of her own abilities...

But a drunk Chen Yanfei was indeed difficult to handle. She was 172 cm tall and weighed just over 100 kilograms. With her solid frame, well-built physique, and the uninhibited strength that came with drunkenness, it was genuinely hard for even three or four ordinary girls to manage her.

"I can’t do it! I just can’t!"

Little Qing, gasping for breath and clutching her chest, completely threw in the towel.

"The two of us are clearly no match for her. Let’s try another way!"

Huang Li gritted her teeth and decided on a ruthless approach. "Stop wasting energy! Let’s just get her completely drunk and take her back!"

The boys grew very anxious.

Oh no, don’t do that! I can help!

But the girls exchanged glances and collectively agreed—they had no intention of giving the lecherous guys any opportunities.

Only Han Lie might have been allowed to help, and they probably wouldn’t have stopped him.

However, Han Lie, of all people, didn’t want this opportunity and kept his distance, staying far away.

Don’t look at me. I’m just an emotionless filming machine!

Seeing that Han Lie genuinely had no intention of helping, the girls proceeded to implement Plan B.

Little Qing hopped up and immediately launched a taunt.

"Yanfei, more drinks! Can you still handle it, or are you done?"

Chen Yanfei’s eyebrows shot up. She rolled up her sleeves and snatched a full bottle of beer.

"Are you kidding me? You think *I* can’t handle it?!"

Remarkably, she showed no signs of slurred speech, completely unlike someone genuinely drunk.

Han Lie still hadn’t quite figured out what was really going on.

It wasn’t until Chen Yanfei had GLUG-GLUG-GLUGGED down three more bottles of beer and finally collapsed onto the sofa that he began to get a rough idea.

The effect of the ’Three Parts Sober’ skill wasn’t to magically conjure a large amount of alcohol to intoxicate the target.

Instead, it lowered the brain’s tolerance to alcohol.

Therefore, the skill wasn’t physically harmful. It didn’t burden the liver or digestive system; only a small amount of alcohol was needed to induce a state of pseudo-drunkenness.

In reality, Chen Yanfei had a very high tolerance for alcohol. So, while her body felt no discomfort, her mind was completely buzzed from the drinking.

If one actually wanted to get her to the point of being ’seven-tenths drunk,’ it would likely take at least ten bottles of beer, consumed consecutively.

That level of genuine intoxication would be accompanied by nausea, vomiting, and slurred speech.

Han Lie guessed the truth and came to value the ’Drunken Immortal’ trait even more.

This stuff is freaking amazing!

Moreover, its stealthiness was incredible; if someone truly wanted to use it for malicious purposes, even deities would find it hard to guard against.

Of course, Han Lie wasn’t that kind of person; he would definitely use this trait cautiously in the future.

A hilarious screw-up like today’s must never happen again.

The birthday party wasn’t even over, and the birthday girl had already been knocked out cold—it was utterly bizarre.