It wasn't an apple that hit Newton.

—Oh well, it won't affect me anyway. At most, Annie will just get teased a bit when she goes out.

After a while.

Li Cheng changed into a red shirt and white pants that he had somehow gotten his hands on. After washing up and cleaning himself, he sat down at the dining table and started stuffing his breakfast into his mouth, but his spoon kept stopping in mid-air, showing obvious signs of unease.

As his memories gradually returned, he began to notice some things that weren't quite right.

The memory of my drunken ramblings was still fairly clear at the beginning, but as the alcohol took effect later, only a vague impression remained. I could only vaguely recall that I had done something that might not pass the review, but I couldn't be sure.

Could it be that I'm just dreaming because I've had too much to drink?

Could it be that her ability to fill in the blanks is too outstanding?

Li Cheng felt increasingly uneasy. There were too many suspicious points. After all, that was the Stoller family's house. If they really were doing *that*, how could there be such a loud noise and not a single person had broken in?

Putting everything else aside, is that green grasshopper that loves nature and stands guard at the gate just sitting around doing nothing?

Could it be that she was just listening to the strange noises inside from outside the door, letting the princess make strange noises, and then refusing to go in and take a look, and even preventing others from coming in and out?

Is it in this river?

This is not reasonable.

Li Cheng felt he had to find a way to get to the bottom of the truth.

Regardless, after getting quite drunk, the impressive things he bragged about were absolutely true, like steelmaking and gun forging, and how he used the princess as a model in his book... He spilled all his secrets.

Be prepared for the worst.

For example, consider how to bury someone in a way that makes them look more handsome than the average person.

So Li Cheng stopped eating, looked up at Annie who was happily eating across the table, and said, "Annie, aren't we still good buddies?"

Annie looked up, puzzled, and casually wiped the breadcrumbs from the corner of her mouth and stuffed them into her mouth: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"it is good."

Li Cheng put on a faintly sad expression: "If I pass away someday, remember to hire a few middle-aged men with very ordinary appearances for my funeral. Have them wear a black trench coat that covers their entire bodies, stand very far away, watch the funeral without saying a word, and ignore anyone who tries to talk to them."

Annie: "???"

"Hire another exceptionally handsome blond guy, put him in a white trench coat with the words 'Time and Space Administration' emblazoned on the back, and leave him with a blank black book whose cover reads 'Odd changes, even remains unchanged; signs depend on quadrants'..."

Annie: "???"

"Finally, hire a few young, beautiful women, the kind with babies, to come to my grave and wail loudly..."

Annie: "???"

"Oh no, wait a minute."

Li Cheng suddenly stopped talking, realizing that doing so might even get his grave desecrated, so he quickly changed his words: "Young woman, no way, absolutely no way, forget I said anything—basically, do whatever makes me look cool, you know what I mean?"

"..."

Annie pondered for a full thirty seconds with her intelligent mind, and thought that although she didn't quite understand what Li Cheng was saying, it seemed quite interesting, and she could get involved.

So she said, "What if I die before you? Can you do this for me?"

Li Cheng hadn't really thought about this question, but upon closer inspection, it didn't seem so hard to understand. Given Annie's personality, how could she not go through with something fun and lively? So what if it was a funeral? It was hers anyway.

He froze for a full thirty seconds before finally speaking: "Um... it's not impossible."

Annie nodded happily, "Okay, it's a deal then. Whoever dies first gets to do all those things you just mentioned."

Li Cheng: "......"

Although it was my own request, why does it sound so irritating?

Chapter 197 Olympic Competition

After filling his stomach, Li Cheng's brain was still throbbing from the hangover, so he simply moved a deck chair to the balcony, squinted his eyes, and basked in the sun for a whole morning, living the life of an old man decades ahead of schedule.

This condition continued until noon, and Li Cheng only fully recovered after having lunch.

"Li Cheng, you're no good."

Annie complained about his sunbathing: "He's just drunk, but he's already acting like an old man. He's so weak, he needs to exercise more—how about we go hiking sometime?"

"I don't climb mountains, I don't have time—besides, does this have anything to do with being physically weak? Even demigods in myths get drunk if they drink too much, just like highly accomplished monks can faint if they smell ether."

Li Cheng said, rather speechless, "What do you mean by 'just drunk'? Haven't you ever been drunk before?"

"Yes, I've never been drunk."

Anne pointed to herself with a thumbs-up, even boasting about her achievements: "Once, when Sister Therese took us to a pub for a celebration party, a few bastards at the next table conspired to come over and force me to drink. In the end, they all passed out first—tch, they thought they could force me to drink with such a low alcohol tolerance."

???

It's not uncommon for someone to be able to drink a lot without getting drunk; there have been quite a few cases in the world. It all depends on genetics, but the thing is, it's a bit hard to believe when it happens to someone you know.

Li Cheng suspected that Annie might be exaggerating, so he questioned, "But I've never seen you drink before?"

Annie scratched the back of her head and asked in confusion, "The alcohol doesn't even taste good, so why would I drink it?"

Li Cheng: "......"

Right, if you don't like the taste of alcohol and can't get drunk, then why do you drink alcohol in the first place?

That makes sense, but Li Cheng was still a little confused. He asked blankly, "Aren't you afraid that you'll get drunk one day and they'll carry you home?"

"They dare?"

Anne glared fiercely: "Sister Therese is keeping an eye on things, and my good buddies are also helping me keep an eye on things."

"That's not necessarily true. Who knows what might happen if you get really drunk?"

As Li Cheng said this, he suddenly thought of Marina, a performance artist from the 1970s.

To test humanity, she asked the doctor to completely anesthetize her, while placing 72 different items on the table in front of her, some benevolent like roses and honey, others malicious like scissors and a gun. She told the audience they could use them as they pleased.

At the start of the performance, the audience presented him with roses and honey, everyone behaving as gently as gentlemen. However, as people gradually realized that Marina had indeed been drugged and that the staff did not stop her, their behavior became increasingly rude.

Some people drew on her face with lipstick and sprinkled honey on her exposed areas; some people cut her clothes with scissors until she was completely naked; some people drew patterns on her belly with rose thorns; and some people drew all over her body with knives until she bled profusely... Humanity turned into bestiality at this moment.

I adapted the story and told it to Annie. Annie was indignant and said that these people were truly outrageous. If she were there, she would definitely have given those bastards a good beating so that they would never dare to do anything wrong again.

"Well done! Our era needs more people like you who bravely stand up for what's right to eliminate evil. Only then can we achieve a society where doors are left unlocked at night, lost items are not picked up, people live in peace and prosperity, and the nation enjoys favorable weather..."

"Haha, of course, of course."

After offering a few words of flattery, and once Annie was a little disoriented, Li Cheng began to ask indirectly, "By the way, although you can't get drunk, can I ask a hypothetical question, just a hypothetical one?"

Anne generously replied, "Go ahead and ask."

"Then I'll ask."

Li Cheng asked casually, as if it were a casual question: "Suppose you were plied with a friend you weren't very close to got drunk, and then you ended up sleeping together, what would you do?"

"Kick his ass, smash his dog head."

Anne said decisively, "This kind of scum doesn't deserve to be my friend."

hiss--

Li Cheng gasped, feeling as if he had been precisely shot in the groin. So he quickly changed the settings, saying, "Ahem, what if he didn't mean to? He didn't mean to get you drunk, but the two of them ended up getting drunk without realizing it."

"emmmmm......"

Anne didn't suspect anything. After pondering for two seconds, she uttered the eight-character mantra: "The death penalty can be avoided, but punishment is inescapable."

So, this egg is doomed to die, right?

Li Cheng could only painfully change the scenario again: "What if you accidentally got him drunk, and then you two ended up in bed together?"

"...What kind of nonsense is this?"

Even Annie gave up on the bizarre question after thinking about it for a while, and couldn't help but complain, "Li Cheng, you're asking such detailed questions, did you get drunk and sleep with someone yesterday?"

"No, I just suddenly thought of it because I listened to you."

Li Cheng explained, "Besides, with so many people watching at the banquet, am I supposed to perform for them in public?"

Annie thought it made sense, and after considering the question for a moment, she hesitated and said, "In that case...would I take responsibility?"

Take responsibility my ass! Can't you even figure out your own gender?!

Li Cheng felt that he had completely wasted his time.

After chatting for a while, Li Cheng, whose energy had been fully restored, glanced at the rising sun and figured he probably wouldn't be able to go back today. So he decided to go out and find Chairman Smith.

......

Nothing happened along the way.

The Smith family's servants were still tidying up the villa. For a banquet with so many attendees like yesterday, preparations usually need to be made several days in advance, and the cleanup work afterwards takes at least a day.

Upon learning of Li Cheng's arrival, Smith warmly came over to personally greet him.

At yesterday's banquet, Smith finally got his revenge. He not only gained a lot of face among his peers, but even some nobles who used to look down on him tried to befriend him.

Therefore, he was very enthusiastic about Li Cheng's arrival, not only brewing a pot of tea for him, but also calling out Agnes, who was just lounging around at home, to come out and greet Li Cheng.

You should know that he never dared to let Li Cheng see Agnes before, so today he is breaking the precedent.

Agnes, who was summoned, was also dressed very well today. She wore a thick white wool shirt underneath and a black skirt that covered her ankles. The sturdy and heavy fabric not only looked extremely warm, but also highlighted the cuteness of her age.

Unfortunately, she had a sour face, which completely ruined the feeling.

By the way, women are not allowed to wear trousers for the time being, as these are considered 'men' clothing'.

After summoning Agnes, Smith placed his hand on Agnes's head and introduced her with a beaming smile: "Mr. Banana, this is my daughter, Agnes."

Hello, Uncle!

Agni glanced at him and saw that it was Li Cheng, that jinx, so he drew out his voice and called out weakly.

......uncle?

Li Cheng's face instantly darkened.

It was clear that Agnes hadn't realized that her retaliatory act of trying to get Li Cheng drunk had been completely exposed, and now Li Cheng looked at her with extreme displeasure—if this brat hadn't given her a drink beforehand at the banquet, she wouldn't have been so drunk.

If Agnes had behaved normally, Li Cheng probably wouldn't have bothered with her. But now that Agnes still dared to call him "uncle," it was like pole vaulting over a cesspool—she'd gone too far.

Seeing that he didn't look too good, Smith quickly changed the subject: "Sorry, my daughter is a bit disobedient, please don't mind her."

Li Cheng chuckled and waved his hand magnanimously: "It's nothing, it's nothing, just a kid... Besides, I've met Miss Agnes before, and we have a pretty good relationship."