Mydei didn't notice Phainon fall.
He simply saw him drink, so he immediately popped the tab and downed his own in one go, unwilling to be outdone!
"Gah!"
Mydei subconsciously cursed, residual Soda Douzhi hanging from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes rolled back, and his figure began to sway unsteadily.
But fortunately, it was only one can. He eventually managed to stabilize his teetering body.
He didn't collapse directly like Phainon, revealing such an unsightly state.
"The strongest warrior of Castrum Kremnos would never fall to a mere beverage!" Mydei of the Blood Feud wiped the Douzhi from his mouth, issuing a victor's declaration.
"Truly unsightly, Savior."
He looked at the fallen Phainon and sneered.
His words and tone were dripping with the implication that he had won.
"What do you mean?"
Hearing his ridicule, the unconscious Phainon seemed to have some underlying operating code triggered.
With eyes that had lost their highlights, he struggled to stand up.
"What are you screaming about over just one bottle? I can drink another one with a completely straight face!"
Phainon retorted, refusing to admit defeat in the slightest. His spoken words were filled with the sentiment of 'if you're a noob, practice more'.
"I can drink five bottles with a straight face!"
"I'll do ten!"
The two of them continued to compete against each other just like that.
Leon didn't bother with them, instead checking to see if the others had drunk theirs.
Hysilens was extremely sensitive to water quality. The tab on the can in her hand was popped open, but obviously, not a sip had been taken. It seemed her intuition had allowed her to sense the problem instantly.
And Cerydra, under Hysilens' dissuasion, didn't even touch the tab.
She also successfully escaped the calamity.
Over on Yaoqing's side...
It was unknown whether Ikka, as a unit of 'The Preservation', acted out of a desire to protect its master,
Or if it was simply gluttonous.
In short, just as Yaoqing opened the tab and prepared to take a light taste, it moved first, blocking the opening with its mouth, and then single-handedly took on all the Douzhi.
It ended up fainting and couldn't get up.
Aglaea and Tribios actually tasted a mouthful.
The amount was very small, yet it still made the former subconsciously frown. The expression on her face was one of astonishment, as if surprised that the Luofu people were actually drinking this kind of stuff.
The latter kept making whimpering sounds, the expression on her face resembling a child who had eaten something bitter, forming a strong contrast with her form and appearance.
Aglaea hesitated for a while but ultimately chose to speak up and remind Cipher not to drink it.
Cipher, however, stated that a cat's reaction speed is seven times that of a human.
If she didn't like it, she would walk away herself. If there really was a problem after it entered her mouth, she had ample confidence to successfully spit it out before receiving any damage.
The final result was the Soda Douzhi completing a triple kill.
It was quite amusing.
Anaxagoras was very clever. His type of person was the shrewdest; for beverages about which he had a bad premonition, he chose to wait for others to finish drinking and watch their reactions before deciding whether to drink or not.
Thus, as a matter of course, he didn't drink.
With so many living examples before him, unless he was bored out of his mind, why would he wreck his own car?
March 7th saw that he didn't drink, so she didn't drink either.
Castorice, unexpectedly, managed to drink it down. It was hard to imagine what kind of life she had lived before.
As for Cyrene and Demiurge, upholding the principle that genuine knowledge comes from practice, coupled with a faintly restless curiosity...
The two of them both fell into the trap.
"It really is... a beverage with a rather unique flavor."
Cyrene's complexion was a bit unsightly. After seriously pondering her phrasing, she gave her evaluation.
After all, it was a gesture of goodwill from others; it wouldn't be good to speak too harshly.
"Ugh... tastes bad."
Compared to Cyrene's dignified and polite manner, Demiurge expressed herself quite directly.
"I don't like this."
She stuck her tongue out halfway, not concealing her dislike for it in the slightest.
"...Are you sure this is the local custom of the Luofu?"
Leon wondered if Jing Yuan drank this too.
Then he truly had a life.
Perhaps for this kind of authentic beverage, apart from the local masters, it was highly probable that very few stinking out-of-towners could get used to drinking it.
"Of course it is."
Qingni didn't feel there was any problem.
"This Douzhi is produced exclusively by the Luofu; no other Xianzhou has it."
"Is this not 'local custom' enough?"
Qingni chuckled.
Leon felt that the reason other Xianzhou didn't serve it was probably out of fear that drinking it would cost human lives.
After all, compared to the Xianzhou people—who wouldn't die even if their heads were cut off, and who could jump around lively again after reattaching them—creatures like Foxians...
Their purity was still too low.
"However, there are quite a few people who can't get used to this taste."
Qingni spoke with a tone of considerable regret.
"The masses prefer Immortal's Delight."
"But if you ask me, how can that kind of sweet water constructed entirely of sugar content compare to Douzhi, which uses beans fermented for a long time as raw material?"
In Qingni's view, liking to drink Immortal's Delight was typical heretical behavior!
"Just the nutritional value alone is worlds apart, okay!"
"Damn, why didn't you say so earlier."
When Leon heard that the masses preferred Immortal's Delight, he exclaimed subconsciously.
"Where can I buy this Immortal's Delight?"
If one treated Soda Douzhi as the Traditionalist Faction, and Immortal's Delight as the Reformist Faction.
Then Leon expressed that compared to the Traditionalists, he probably leaned a bit more toward the Reformists.
"It's right over there."
Qingni pointed to a tea house not more than ten steps away from them.
"What's wrong? Could it be that Mr. Leon and your friends also can't get used to drinking Soda Douzhi?"
Qingni had just seen Phainon and Mydei fighting over the Soda Douzhi over there, opening and closing their mouths about ten cans or twenty cans. She had thought she met fellow enthusiasts.
Take you and your Soda Douzhi and go eat the big portion.
Leon roasted her internally for a moment.
"It's not to say Soda Douzhi is bad, it's just that the Immortal's Tea is more 'vast sky and wide sea' for me."
Saying so, he strode toward the tea house.
"Welcome. What would the guests like to order?"
The Little Boss, who looked like a girl of about seven or eight years old, revealed a formulaic smile to him.
"Give me fourteen cups of Immortal's Delight."
Leon went straight to the topic.
"Your order has been received."
Mengming nodded.
Immediately, she pulled out thirteen cups of Immortal's Delight that had long been prepared from under the counter.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Although hearing the name told him that this stuff was a fast-food, assembly-line product.
It was normal for the production time to be fast.
But wasn't this a bit too fast? It was like they were prepared beforehand.
"Hehe, merchants must work hard to seize business themselves."
Facing his gaze, Mengming smiled proudly.
From the moment they bought the Soda Douzhi, she knew her business had come.
These people would definitely be in dire need of something to rinse their mouths.
After all, what kind of god-man could get used to drinking Soda Douzhi?
A qualified shop owner...
Must have foresight, and the courage to realize that vision once they have it.
"A person who truly wants to make money won't have a smile on their face."
Leon had nothing to say.
Was the lack of schadenfreude because she knew this overwhelming wealth from the Soda Douzhi would fall on her head?
"But why are there only thirteen cups?"
Leon discovered a blind spot. "You wouldn't be out of stock, right?"
Thirteen cups... this made it very difficult for him.
As the top stream of the intensity leaderboard, how could there be any reason for him not to drink and yield to others?
"Because someone has already reserved a drink for you here at my humble shop, Sir."
Mengming told the truth. "I feel there is no need for you to spend the extra money on this."
"Who ordered it for me?"
Jing Yuan?
If it were him, how could he possibly only get one for him?
It seemed it was someone else.
"Apologies, client privacy is confidential."
After saying that, she took a meticulously packaged drink out from under the counter as well.
"Here, one cup of Star Taro Boba."
Mengming smiled and handed the drink over.
"What kind of thing is Star Taro Boba?"
Leon had an intuition that it sat at the same table as Soda Douzhi.
He felt that the five-character Immortal's Delight suited him better.
"A drink that is just as sought after as Immortal's Delight."
"Even our Master Diviner likes it very much."
Mengming spoke with implied meaning.
"She orders a cup every few days; it's almost reached the point where she could be the spokesperson."
The smile on Mengming's face became increasingly brilliant.
"Fair enough."
Leon understood what she meant.
So Fu Xuan ordered it after all. Presumably, Jing Yuan told her he was coming.
"Money transferred."
He held his Star Taro Boba in his left hand and learned to carry the thirteen cups of Immortal's Delight in his right, transferring the credits for these drinks.
"One cup per person."
Leon began to distribute them, using them to wash away the shadow cast over the Golden Progeny by the Soda Douzhi.
The thirteen people accepted them, thanking him one by one.
Leon nodded, then sent the straw of the Star Taro Boba into his own mouth.
One sip down, and it immediately gave him diabetes.
"What the hell is this?"
A cloying sweetness rushed straight to the top of his skull.
It was sugar and nothing but sugar; not a single trace of tea flavor could be found within the sweetness.
One could only say that Leon's previous evaluation of it sitting at the same table as Soda Douzhi was correct.
Sigh, he didn't expect that while he could dodge the Soda Douzhi, he couldn't dodge the Star Taro Boba.
A thousand defenses, yet in the end, he was still pitted by someone.
No, seriously, how did Fu Xuan drink this stuff down?
Leon felt her sense of taste must have malfunctioned.
"Partner's seems to be different from ours?"
Demiurge noticed that the packaging of the drink in his hand was not the same as the Immortal's Delight.
"Why is that?"
Thus, a curiosity arose in her heart.
Leon didn't say anything, simply silently handing the Star Taro Boba to her.
Asking for her own suffering, ha. It wasn't him forcing her.
"Can I taste it?"
Demiurge asked happily.
Although she already knew the answer in her heart, hearing him say it was still worlds apart.
"Of course."
People don't feel tired when doing bad things.
"Thank you, Partner! I love you~!"
After saying that, Demiurge's lips held the straw he had just bitten. Carrying curiosity about it, she took a light taste with considerable impatience.
A moment later, her lips parted.
"Mmm, it's delicious!"
Demiurge's eyes curved; her words didn't seem fake.
"?"
What is the meaning of this? Could it be that his gameplay was the problem this round?
Leon tasted another mouthful. It was still that unacceptable sweetness.
Damn, he was about to need insulin, yet are females really that tolerant of sugar?
"I am also somewhat curious about the taste."
Cyrene leaned forward, seeming to want a share as well.
Leon brought the Star Taro Boba to her lips, using action as his answer.
"Thank you. You are the best!"
Cyrene revealed a beaming smile, becoming the second person to have an indirect kiss with him.
"Mm, the two are equally matched."
In a flash, Cyrene gave the same evaluation as Demiurge.
Leon had nothing left to say.
He tasted another mouthful and had solemnly confirmed that the three of them did not have the same taste buds.
Just as Leon was lamenting that the three were different species,
He could sense another concealed gaze landing on the Star Taro Boba in his hand.
Leon turned to look and found that this time it was Hysilens.
Although she hid it well, in front of him, it was no different from having nowhere to hide.
"?"
Leon couldn't understand what this was about.
No, if you guys want to drink, I'll buy you another cup.
What is the meaning of always staring at the one in his hand?
He reckoned he hadn't become so poor that one drink had to be shared among three people, right?
The credits in his hand could buy out this shop directly.
Leon didn't understand, but he still walked toward Hysilens.
He couldn't favor one and discriminate against another; letting her have a sip wasn't a big deal.
Thus, he handed Fu Xuan's Star Taro Boba to another woman for the third time.
"...I can have some too?"
Hysilens was surprised, but there was unconcealable delight in the depths of her eyes.
Cyrene and Demiurge had a justifiable relationship with him after all.
But she had nothing. Could someone like her do it too?
"If you want it, I can buy you another cup directly."
Leon really wanted to say 'What is the meaning of this'.
With him, 'What is the meaning of this' was already tied for first place with 'So what'.
No, seriously, why drink a beverage like you're having an affair?
"No need. This is fine."
Hysilens hurriedly refused upon hearing this.
Hesitating for a moment, she ultimately didn't withstand the temptation.
"Then... just one sip."
She tucked the hair falling by her ear behind it and lowered her body slightly.
Leon's gaze involuntarily fell upon her special abdomen that contained the sea.
He seemed very curious about what effect would occur after the drink entered her abdomen.
But ultimately, nothing happened. It appeared she came with a filtering effect.
"Mm, it's very delicious."
Hysilens straightened up, politely raising a hand to cover her lips, and smiled gently at him.
She wondered, did this count as the first step she had taken?
Regarding this anti-human evaluation, Leon couldn't even be bothered to spray salt anymore.
The next second, thinking of something, he walked toward March 7th.
"Want a taste?" Leon asked with a smile.
March 7th glanced at him, then opened her mouth to hold the straw handed to her lips.
She didn't stand on ceremony with him.
"Is it good?"
"Mmm... a bit too sweet?"
Leon lamented that there was finally a normal person.
March 7th thought of the performance of the previous three.
She felt as if she had lost out on something.
The last one to pass mouth-to-mouth was Hysilens, and Leon hadn't passed mouth-to-mouth again.
Looking at it this way, she indeed seemed to have lost out.
"Not as good as this one. Here, for Leon to drink."
March 7th, relying on female intuition, used her own Immortal's Delight to return the gift.
"Thanks."
Leon accepted this mouthful of goodwill, which also meant March 7th had won back a round.
Mengming, who was observing everything as a bystander, sighed straight in her heart.
Master Diviner, oh Master Diviner. What is the difference between you and a cuckquean?
Mengming looked at the scene before her and couldn't help but have some psychological activity.
That Star Taro Boba, though not comparable to Soda Douzhi, was also famously hard to drink.
What made it delicious was naturally not the sugar,
But the girls' active thoughts and hormones.
The drink specially reserved for the person she cared about had become a prop for flirting with other women.
They were simply openly using you as a condom!
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Actually, I am a Fu Xuan simp 0000
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