The male supporting character was actually myself.

Fearing that the other party would become suspicious, Chen Luoqi did not ask any more questions, but instead took out his phone and started searching on a search engine.

The fluffy little creature that followed him squatted on the chair with a serious expression, looking at his search results—how much alcohol should one cephalosporin tablet be mixed with to ensure death? Is ten cephalosporin tablets mixed with baijiu (Chinese liquor) guaranteed to kill? What is the mortality rate of cephalosporin mixed with baijiu…

"Damn it, you still have the nerve to harm my host!" The little white cat meowed angrily, wishing it could scratch him to death with one paw.

After a couple of days of rest, Chen Luoqi had fully recovered and was back to his energetic self.

"This time, it must be a one-hit kill!" He specially bought a bottle of liquor worth several thousand yuan and a box of cephalosporin. He used a syringe to draw some liquor from the bottle, then dissolved the cephalosporin little by little before injecting it in. He shook the bottle to make sure there was no clue before a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Sigh... Jiang Chen, you can't blame me for being ruthless. I know you must be very unhappy about the two mistakes I made before. Two tigers cannot share one mountain, so I had to strike first to protect myself. After you're dead, I'll use the Dark Pine Forest Bar owner to release the new business standards."

A pound of gold can be exchanged for a pound of fresh ingredients. Others with money naturally don't care, but what about the scavengers in the wasteland?

Guess how many scavengers will desperately carry gold bricks to exchange for food? Hahaha... It won't be long before I'm the richest man in the world! I, Chen Luoqi, will be a super-rich man admired by thousands..."

The fluffy ball stretched out its paws, wanting to switch the wine, but then it thought better of it and decided to wait and report to its host so that he could decide what to do. After all, its host was wise and powerful, and would definitely seize the opportunity to turn the tables on it!

Get ready, Chen Luoqi put the bottle into the box, along with another untouched bottle, and pressed the button.

"Brother Chen, I've had a medical check-up and there's nothing seriously wrong." He said with a smile and a humble tone as soon as he came out of the room, "Our deal can continue now."

I brought you a local specialty today—this is top-grade wine. I don't know if it can compare to the wines of the wasteland, but it's sure to taste great..."

Before Chen Luoqi could finish speaking, Jiang Chen, who had already heard Rong Tuanzi's report, took the wine with a slight smile on his face, looked at it carefully, and extended his hand to invite her, saying, "Your gift is just right. Come, today is a good day to celebrate the opening of the first new passage in my shelter. We've known each other for so long, but this is the first time we've had a meal together. Let's drink and have a good time!"

Feeling guilty, Chen Luoqi tried every excuse to refuse, but was dragged into the restaurant by the other party.

Before long, a sumptuous feast was laid out. Jiang Chen didn't even glance at it before taking out the bottle of wine that had been tampered with, opening the cap, pouring a full glass, and pushing it in front of Chen Luoqi. "You'll definitely be more used to the wines from your side, since they're all made from pure grains. Ours have more additives, so the taste might be a bit different."

I don't drink alcohol at all, so let's have a heart-to-heart drink with tea instead!

Chen Luoqi: (°ー°〃)

Holy crap! You're... isn't this what they call "borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha"?

He was a little nervous and scared; his legs under the table were trembling slightly.

The plan shouldn't have been like this!

All I wanted to do was deliver the liquor, take the gold bars back, and wait for him to drink it all, die, and then inherit the shelter. How did this turn out to be...?

Chen Luoqi glanced guiltily at the wine in his glass, then at the opened wine box and the opened bottle, feeling annoyed. He was afraid that Jiang Chen, being so astute, would notice something was amiss and that's why he hadn't made any marks. This was bad!

Who knows whether the wine in front of you contains cephalosporin or not?

"Hehe, Brother Chen, I suddenly remembered I have some things to take care of and need to go back first..." He tried to get up but was stopped by Jiang Chen's cold gaze. "What? You're so unwilling to have a drink and chat with me?"

"No, no... I really have something to do..."

"Then at least drink this one, right?" Jiang Chen pulled out a pistol from his waist and placed it on the table. "Not drinking it? Are you disrespecting me, or is there something wrong with your wine that you're too afraid to drink it yourself?"

Suddenly caught off guard, Chen Luoqi, whose composure was not up to par, turned pale and hurriedly waved his hands, saying, "No, no problem, hehe... I specially prepared good wine for Brother Chen, how could there be a problem?"

The fluffy little ball perched proudly on its host's shoulder, meowing, "Then drink it! Go ahead and drink it! I've marked it for you. This bottle of wine has cephalosporin in it. You think you can kill my host? No way!"

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and played with the gun in his hand with a playful expression.

Chen Luoqi's heart skipped a beat; he felt trapped. If he didn't drink the wine, the other party would definitely suspect something was wrong and might shoot him dead; but if he did drink it…

He looked at the glass and then at the bottle again, thinking that there was a 50% chance he could get away with taking a sip!

So Chen Luoqi gritted his teeth, picked up his glass, and forced a smile. "Brother Chen, I don't usually drink, but since this is a joyous occasion for the shelter, I wish your shelter continued success and everlasting glory! And may our cooperation flourish!"

After racking his brains for two nice words, he finished speaking, raised his wine glass, and took a small sip.

"Tsk, your lips aren't even wet from drinking, are they? Down it in one gulp if you're really into it. Don't give me that excuse about not drinking. You drank several beers at the Dark Pine Forest Bar the other day." Jiang Chen still had a faint smile on his face, but he never put down the gun. "Even if you added something to it, this tiny bit wouldn't be a lethal dose, right?"

Chen Luoqi, pale-faced, still wanted to argue, but he impatiently tapped the table with the butt of his gun. "Let your actions speak for themselves. I want to see how sincere you are."

Even if you unfortunately drank alcohol with cephalosporin added, it would take about half an hour for the reaction to occur. Going back to the hospital immediately after drinking it would definitely be fine!

If I don't drink it, I probably won't even get through this hurdle...

After weighing the pros and cons repeatedly, Chen Luoqi gritted his teeth, tilted his head back, and drank the entire glass of wine.

"Now that's what it means to genuinely drink with your brother, come on, fill it up!" Jiang Chen's smile widened as he poured him another glass, picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of beef, and enthusiastically invited him, "Try our classic wasteland stewed beef, I bet you'll love it."

"Brother Chen, I really have something to take care of. I'll definitely drink with you until we drop when I'm free another day..."

"Oh, so you're rushing to the hospital to have your stomach pumped?" Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow, picked up a piece of beef, put it in his mouth and chewed slowly. Although he was smiling, his words made Chen Luoqi feel like he had fallen into an ice cave. "How about this, you take the initiative to admit what's in this wine, and I can let you off the hook."

Chen Luoqi smiled and waved his hands in denial, "Brother Chen, you've misunderstood. How could I do such a thing?"

Seeing the other person's clearly suspicious look, he had no choice but to steel himself and take a gamble, picking up his glass and downing it in one gulp.

"As expected, I was just overthinking it. Brother Luoqi, you've already drunk a whole bottle of wine so easily. You should go back now and get some rest. Come back tomorrow and I've prepared a big gift for you!" Seeing that there was hardly any wine left in the bottle, Jiang Chen waved for Chen Luoqi to leave, even though he was gambling with him.

Judging by the time, Chen Luoqi felt that he had done well. He had almost finished a bottle of wine in less than ten minutes. Putting aside everything else, the wine that cost several thousand yuan was indeed of first-class taste!

Anyway, there are still more than twenty minutes left. Regardless of whether the bottle contained cephalosporin or not, I have plenty of time to go to the hospital for a stomach pump.

Most importantly, it dispelled Jiang Chen's suspicions, so there's still a chance to either continue cooperating or find another way to kill him...

"Then I'll head back first. Brother Chen, wait for me to come back tomorrow!" He felt relieved, got up, and said goodbye to the other person while slightly drunk. His right hand pressed the button several times before he could press it. With a move like a kitten scooping the moon, he put the wine glass and bottle into the fluffy ball in the system space and disappeared from the restaurant.

"Heaven's sins may be forgiven, but self-inflicted sins are unforgivable." Jiang Chen glanced at the few untouched dishes on the table and sighed. "I hope your protagonist's halo can still work, so that your special constitution means that even cephalosporin mixed with alcohol won't cause any reaction."

After waiting a moment, he got up and pressed the bell to call Guan Xiaoyue, asking her to take the sumptuous dishes on the table down to reward the team leaders.

The other party clearly still harbored a glimmer of hope, wishing to win favor in matters of the heart. Jiang Chen could only give the cold shoulder and occasionally go out arm in arm with Cheng Xiamu to assert her dominance.

On the other side, Chen Luoqi successfully returned to his hotel suite, but as soon as he landed, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

"Damn, I drank, drank, drank too fast..." He could feel the alcohol rising in his head, his tongue starting to get tied in knots, and his hands becoming unresponsive. But if he actually drank that bottle with the problem, he would be in big trouble!

He scurried around on the soft, expensive carpet in the hotel room for a few moments before belatedly realizing his phone was in his pocket. He pulled it out and tried to unlock it with facial recognition, but even after rubbing his eyes, he still couldn't make out the icons on the blurry phone screen.

The effects of drinking a lot of alcohol in a short period of time came on too quickly, so much so that Chen Luoqi's mind became confused and he couldn't control himself. After struggling for a long time, he finally opened the dialing interface, but it took him a while to dial the right emergency number.

"Hello, this is the emergency center. How can I help you?"

"I drank... I drank alcohol..."

"Sir, where are you right now? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

"Um, send me an ambulance..."

"Sir, where do you feel unwell? May I ask your exact address?"

"I'm at the X Huada Hotel..."

"Sir? Sir, which hotel are you at? Sir? Can you hear me?"

The operator clearly had difficulty discerning useful information from the drunken murmurs, so they directly reported the call information to the center for processing and searching to prevent missing the best time for emergency rescue.

While the relevant staff were frantically checking the caller ID for his exact location, Chen Luoqi had already passed out drunk, and the last vestiges of his charisma had only had time to flash before vanishing completely.

"What goes around comes around!" The fluffy ball hopped onto the table, placed the cleaned wine bottle and glasses on it, then looked back at Chen Luoqi, who was struggling to breathe and had already gone into shock. It stretched out its paw and carefully put the teleportation artifact into its system space, cautiously looking up at Tian Sheng, afraid of being discovered by the main system, ready to throw it out again at any time.

When the protagonist was almost dead, the script popped up with a prompt that the chosen one had fallen and the world was developing freely. The main system remained silent, so it finally felt safe to take out the time-travel artifact, press the button, and disappear into the modern world.

"It's over~ It's over~ It's over~"

Moments later, an ambulance arrived with its siren blaring downstairs at the luxury hotel and pulled up in front. Several medical personnel rushed into the hotel...

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postscript.

"Still reading print newspapers? Hey, I've learned to listen to e-newspapers on my phone now."

"I just saw a news push on my phone, from our Liuli City! There was a young man in his early twenties who probably lost money in business and couldn't think straight, so he mixed cephalosporin with baijiu at the Yinhua Hotel and drank several thousand yuan worth of liquor until there was only a sip left."

He probably regretted it as soon as he finished drinking, and even called the emergency center. Unfortunately, he'd drunk too much and was confused on the phone, and hadn't induced vomiting. He couldn't clearly explain his location for a while, and by the time the emergency center located him using his phone's GPS, well, he was already dead.

"Young people these days are always threatening to die. I wonder if they regret it before they die."

"Don't you regret not calling for help? It's a pity the dosage was too high and the delay was too long, it's too late now. I heard the investigators found a whole box of cephalosporins in the house but didn't keep any of them. They probably just put them directly into the alcohol and drank them."

"Oh, is it a murder?"

"It was suicide! These days, there are surveillance cameras everywhere, so it's easy to find out anything. They even found out exactly where he bought the alcohol, the cephalosporin, and the syringes. After buying them, he went back to his hotel room and never came out again. The syringes even had his own fingerprints on them."

Oh, by the way, he even searched on his phone. Two days before he died, all he searched for were things like "how to die from cephalosporin mixed with alcohol," and he even asked a nurse at the hospital about it…

"Tsk tsk, so young and already thinking such a foolish thing?"

"After checking his bank statements and visiting the warehouse landlord, I heard he was someone who wanted to start a business, dabbling in all sorts of things, from daily necessities to fresh produce to fruits and vegetables. He probably didn't make any money. Anyway, I heard his funds mainly came from selling gold bars, so he was probably another young man who squandered his family fortune and couldn't handle the setbacks, choosing to commit suicide."

"Sigh, it's all fate!"

"It's true, he made several million just from selling gold bars. What couldn't he have done with that money? Why did he have to go through all that trouble and even risk his life..."

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Uncle Er watched the news report and listened to the old neighbors' discussions, his face solemn and thoughtful.

Two days later, the old man stared blankly at the medical pod placed in his living room, then looked up at Cheng Xiamu, who had a smug look on her face, and asked in a daze, "Nannan, what is this thing? Did you bring it back from another world?"

"Yes, yes, this is a high-tech product—a medical pod made by the military industry in the wasteland. It's a miraculous artifact that can cure cancer in minutes and regenerate limbs in half an hour! Ah Chen asked me to bring it back. It only needs to have its energy source changed regularly, and it doesn't need anything else. He also asked me to ask you if the time-traveling artifact can be handed over to the country?"

Second Uncle: ('-﹏-`；)

What? You guys want to report yourselves again?

“My dear, I thought you could bring back a rich husband so your second uncle could see what he’s like. Can’t you guys lower your standards a little?” He sighed, frowned, calculated with his fingers, and shook his head, saying, “No, if we report this, the mess will be huge. If we disturb the heavens, we’ll all suffer!”

Medical pods... are indeed incredibly useful gadgets, capable of benefiting the masses, but they shouldn't be elevated to too high a level.

Cheng Xiamu felt a little regretful but also slightly relieved. Actually, she was quite conflicted. On the one hand, she wanted the two worlds to communicate so that they could cooperate and achieve mutual benefit to the greatest extent; on the other hand, she was worried that after the time-traveling artifact was handed over, it wouldn't be as convenient for her to see her beloved as it is now.

Since Uncle Er said it's not advisable to publicize it, then we'll keep it for ourselves. However, the source of the large amount of supplies Jiang Chen needs is a bit troublesome. After all, we don't have much money to begin with, and relying solely on selling gold would disrupt the market and isn't a long-term solution...

"Tsk tsk, this thing is really good!" After experiencing the medical pod for a few minutes and resolving his long-standing lumbar disc problem, the old man patted the medical pod excitedly and said, "Daughter, let's cooperate! You invest in the medical pod and we'll package it up. I'll use my reputation as the Iron Divination Immortal to invite immortals to treat people's illnesses, and we'll split the profits three-thirds and you seven-thirds."

Once you've made a name for yourself, I'll nominally take you as my disciple and teach you the magic of summoning spirits to cure all ailments. Even after I die, you can inherit my mantle and continue to benefit the masses!

Cheng Xiamu's eyes lit up. "This is a great idea! Patients can get cured with less money; and the money we make can be used to help Achen exchange for supplies to expand the shelter. It's a win-win situation!"

"More importantly, the fees for spiritual healing are relatively low, so there's no need to worry about disputes with medical staff!"

"Then it's settled. I don't need to look for a job anymore. Let's start discussing what illnesses we need to treat and how much we'll charge!"

"My dear, remember to bring your boyfriend to meet me when you have time..."

"Okay, okay, he's a bit busy, he'll bring him over in a couple of days..."

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