My life can't be a harem game!

The second cup: blueberry tea.

Different from the first cup, the stimulating taste is much less, and there is still some fruity taste in it.

The third cup: Irish Mist.

Head, so dizzy...

"Boom."

After finishing the last glass, You smiled and wanted to speak, but without saying a word she fell directly on the table, and then a faint snoring sound began to sound.

I am not a good drinker. I have only seen the debauchery and chaos inside bars from the outside. The most drunken drink is probably oolong tea in KTV...

"Yuzu, Yuzu..."

She was extremely satisfied with the result. Putting down the debugging cup in her hand, Caesar Alyssa approached You and patted her back gently. After no reaction, she boldly touched her breasts, and then...

"..."

There was no reaction. Whether it was Chun Liyou lying on the table or Caesar Alyssa who had just had her breasts touched and was savoring the moment, they were all silent. After a long silence, they smiled...

"Hey hey hey."

..........

The lightning was like a hole opened in the sky. The shining light made the sea level as bright as day, and every drop of rain was so shiny.

The eighteenth thunderstorm...

Sitting in his room, Lu Fengxian held the wine glass in his hand and swirled the wine in it elegantly. Should we say that they are indeed a wealthy race? Even the red wine in the guest rooms is good stuff that sells for more than 10,000 yuan in District 13, and there are also many high-end red wines from Western countries. If each room is equipped with this configuration, the consumption will be at least hundreds of thousands, almost a hundred people... I can only say that they are really rich.

"Instead of looking at those insignificant things, it's better to look at the complete set of bartending utensils from the Western Deco bartending family in the 1980s. If it were auctioned, it would cost at least 500,000 yuan."

Opposite him, Ze Zhiyue was playing with a silver cocktail shaker with his legs crossed, expressing his surprise in amazement, "It is said that their family only produced a hundred sets in a certain century, but there are actually a hundred sets here... It seems that this is just a gimmick to increase the price."

Knocking lightly on the table, Lu Fengxian tilted his head and said, "To be exact, the number is unknown. One hundred is the number of rooms that our school can use. The other rooms on this ship should all be of this standard configuration."

"Isn't this even more excessive?" Ze Zhiyue smiled gently, raised the glass, drank the bright red wine in it, and then looked at the other wines in the wine cabinet in the room with some regret, "It's a pity that my cocktail making skills are only third-rate, otherwise these would taste more than this."

Cocktail utensils, various kinds of liquor, ruby in the wine, and red wine that is more than ten years old. If a drunkard came here, he would definitely go crazy. Fortunately, neither he nor Lu Fengxian are alcoholics, otherwise...

"Bang bang bang!"

Just at this moment, there was a loud knock on the door, and a very confused male voice came from outside, "Hey, hey, mom, open the door for me, open the door for me~~~~"

A drunkard, or to be more precise, a drunkard who had drunk too much, and should be one of his classmates.

This is not an uncommon situation. Some of the students who come here have been hanging out in bars for quite a long time and have a rough idea of the quality of the wine. After learning that such expensive wine can be drunk for free in their own rooms...

No matter whether you are a man or a woman, as long as you like to drink, you can go to a bar somewhere on the ship. Even if the bar does not allow students to drink, it doesn't matter. They can just bring their own drinks and enjoy the atmosphere.

As a result, one or two of them, who haven't even started college, start to have hangovers like white-collar workers under social pressure, stumbling in the corridor. Some of them are still in a daze and want to go back to their rooms, but they knock on the wrong door and call the wrong person... But it doesn't matter even if the door is not opened. As students, they won't do anything excessive, and banging the door is out of the question.

No matter how other countries view District 13 because of the pornographic movie, the real District 13 is well-ordered and the sexual crime rate is the lowest in the world.

"I think I knocked on the wrong door?"

thump.

The final sound should be the sound of the head hitting the door, and then the sound of sliding down, and then a little while later there was a small cry of pain, and then the sound gradually subsided and walked in another direction...

During this process, Lv Fengxian and Ze Zhiyue in the room were silent until the voice of the unknown classmate completely disappeared. Lv Fengxian took a sip of the wine glass, feeling the sour taste of the non-alcoholic cocktail spreading in his mouth. He hadn't drunk alcohol for a long time. This was only the second time he had drunk alcohol in the past five years. He really felt a sense of nostalgia and comfort...

Um! ?

Lu Fengxian opened his eyes in some surprise and looked at the wine in his hand. He didn't know why, but a lot of strange fragments seemed to appear in his mind just now, torn underwear, cracks with white liquid, and... emmmm?

It seems that I have a physique that will have erotic dreams when I drink. I am still a mental virgin, but as for physical virginity? That should have been gone since the first time I had an X dream and found my pants wet when I woke up in the morning.

"Does it feel like the storm is getting bigger?"

Suddenly, Ze Zhiyue spoke, his eyes fixed on the dark clouds overhead. He felt that the storm was getting bigger and bigger, and at the same time, he felt that the clouds were constantly descending... Although any of these could be illusions, he definitely felt that way.

Hearing this, Lu Fengxian frowned and quickly moved his sight towards the dark clouds outside. He felt the same strange sense of déjà vu as Ze Zhiyue. Yes, the storm seemed to be bigger, and the dark clouds seemed to have descended a little. His nose twitched slightly...

"I think I smell a beast, something is coming in."

I'm not pretending to be smart by saying this, but I really can smell that smell, a mixture of the salty and fishy sea breeze, the moisture of rain, and a faint floral scent... It's impossible for the sea to have the scent of flowers, something has come here from the mainland!

"How many can we fight?" Lu Fengxian asked after he let out a long sigh.

Ze Zhiyue shrugged in his seat and rolled his eyes helplessly, "If possible, I still want to watch the show."

"I'll give you three words..." Lu Fengxian smiled.

Ze Zhiyue stood up, sighed, and added for him, "You wish... You really don't know how to show mercy. I understand."

While they were talking, at a hatch on the second floor of the cruise ship, a creature with a human body, but wings instead of hands and sharp bird claws on its feet, grabbed the boy's face with its sharp claws and pressed him to the carpet, unable to move. After scanning the surroundings with its goggles and finding that there was no one else...

"Chirp [Action]!"

A rather sharp cry.

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ps' I kind of want to write about harem, after all, I've been so busy lately, writing this will relax me... [slanting-eyed lolita's smile ing]

127. The Nameless Hero's maiden battle in the sub-human area!

For Ken Yamamoto, if the most enjoyable thing in the world is picking up girls, then the second most enjoyable thing in the world is undoubtedly drinking.

I don’t like the taste of alcohol, but I like the unbridled feeling after being drunk.

This has always been his catchphrase.

As a member of a family specializing in selling tobacco and alcohol, he does not have the opportunity to come into contact with high-end tobacco and alcohol every day. Even if he does, he cannot use them himself, and most of them are given away for rebates.

I don't have a big interest in smoking. The physical pleasure that comes with it is mostly physical weakness and pain, and it is completely unsatisfying and can't satisfy the spirit. It's completely...

"What a waste of life!"

After taking a swig of a high-alcohol cocktail, he slammed the glass on the bar with a loud noise and exhaled a breath of alcohol. It was the first time that Yamamoto Ken tasted such high-end goods. There was absolutely no room for criticism in the brewing techniques or the preservation. It was simply perfect. It was definitely not the red wine that could be bought for thousands of yen in ordinary shops. All of them were genuine products that had been stored for more than five years.

Don’t think that wine that has been stored for five years seems cheap. The real high-end goods, such as the 1982 Lafite Sprite... In fact, under modern processing, not to mention those amateurs who are just showing off, even professional wine tasting masters may not be able to taste what kind of wine it is.

The fragrance, the indescribable historical atmosphere contained in the wine...

Having a talent for wine tasting, but not being born in a family where one can taste fine wine at any time can be said to be a lifelong regret. After all, unlike other things, it is already very good that one's parents did not give birth to a disabled child. It is really too much to want a good family.

So this is why he is a famous drunkard instead of a famous wine taster. That's right, he is just a drunkard and a drunk, plus a student with a slightly better brain. If he hadn't heard that this sub-human race is a famous wealthy race in the world, and the wine he entertains guests with must not be ordinary, he would not bother to study hard for those things that will have no effect after entering the society. It is better to live a life of drunkenness and dream of death...

The result was certainly pleasing. The demi-humans were indeed a world-famous wealthy race, and not only were they generous with their money and served free barbecue, but even the wine in each room was top quality. Even those guys who said they were great at mixing cocktails ended up dancing like fools, and the wine didn't separate at all and was still great.

Far away from the boiling point of the crowd, I slowly drank a cocktail that should have been clearly divided, but in fact was mixed up by those guys. It was very peaceful...

"One cup after another, I feel like a fairy flying."

This seems to be the best interpretation of him. Wine is his favorite thing in his life and also the thing he is most obsessed with. It doesn't matter if he can't mix cocktails, and it doesn't matter if he simply knows how to distinguish these wines with his tongue. His interests are just interests after all. The only way to change his future is to study hard, work hard, and then go...drink.

I drank until I was dizzy and unconscious, then walked back to my room step by step to sleep. At that time, I was so dizzy that I couldn't see clearly which room it was. I just knew the approximate direction and location, and knocked on the door...

"Hey, open the door for me, asshole!"

My home is in the countryside of Kyushu, and I am not the only one living in the rented place in the city. There is another person there. Not to mention the noise every day, I also don't talk all day long, just like a fool...

I knocked on the door several times. Unlike the place I rented, the doors on this luxury cruise ship were all made of top-quality materials. They might be able to let sound in, but their real defensiveness should not be underestimated. I knocked on the door a few times and the pain in my hand woke me up. What on earth was this place?

"Where is my room?"

I am not too familiar with this cruise ship, not to mention that this row of rooms all have the same uniform doors. I sat on the soft velvet floor and thought with my drunken brain for a long time but couldn't remember my room number. The most I could remember was the heavy sleepiness. Although it is a carpet, the carpet made of short-tail velvet is not much less scary than a bed, so as expected, I want to sleep on it...

"la..."

But as soon as I closed my eyes, I heard a different sound in my ears, so pleasant, so beautiful, and it made my originally heavy limbs seem to be re-energized. I could struggle to get up from the ground and walk towards the place where the sound came from, getting closer and closer...

A door, a door that was closed tightly, with an iron wrench stuck in the groove next to it. Even an elephant couldn't break it open with such a design...

"lolo..."

The sound suddenly became high and low, like the waves of the sea. The pure iron door in front of me changed its appearance and became the luxurious door of the suites inside the cruise ship. The gold-plated numbers on the door of my room shone and shone -

"Is this my room?"

No matter how hard I looked at it, I couldn't see clearly. I couldn't tell what the numbers on it were, let alone the handle. Everything was blurry and I couldn't be sure.

Open it....

There was a voice in my heart that kept shouting this, I reached out my hand, placed it on the door handle, and pressed it gently...

"Click."

This was not the sound of the door opening, but the sound of the handle being stuck. It seemed a little different from what I remembered. This door was a ring-lock type. This door... was it really my door?

As soon as this question came to my mind, an even louder sound suddenly broke out from the other side of the door. My head, which I thought was not sober because of drinking a lot of alcohol, suddenly became confused. I stretched out my right hand uncontrollably and placed it on the door.

“Hiss….”

Suddenly, a large amount of water mist and cold air from outside, the smell of the sea and the cold current shocked me. The action that was about to continue suddenly stopped. I regained consciousness after being stimulated by these things. I stared at my feet in amazement. That was not the hatch of my room. A sharp claw was resting on it, and a sharp animal pupil was staring at me through the gap. The originally sweet and tempting voice was extinguished all of a sudden, without any sign, as if the prey had been hooked and there was no need to put out bait...

!! ?

With horror, he grabbed the handle with both hands and pulled it back to close it, but the feeling was different from when he opened it. The three claws, which seemed not to be very powerful, seemed to be made of copper and iron, and he could not close it by his own strength.

"Human, thank you so much."

Suddenly, there was a very clear female voice, accompanied by a huge pulling force, which was an impact that no human could resist. The body instinctively let go, and when it recovered after hearing the deafening sound of the iron door hitting, it saw an unbelievable scene.

In the dark night sky, dozens of pairs of animal eyes flashing with green fluorescence were staring at him. The cold wind and cold rain dripped into the warm cabin, quickly lowering his temperature. The cold air did not even give him a chance to freeze his brain, and he saw their full appearance with unusual clarity.

They are beautiful, whether it is their cheeks that are so delicate that water drops can slide across them without leaving any stains, or their unique and colorful hair.

It is dangerous, not to mention the sharp barbs on its wings. Its feet are replaced by none other than sharp, protruding claws that are like small daggers.

It was mysterious. Even though there was a violent storm outside and the temperature was freezing cold, their flight was not affected at all. They flapped their wings slightly and hovered steadily in the air, not like they were in a storm at all.

"What is this..."

Miscellaneous studies is a profound subject, so he wisely chose not to read it. As a result, he was at a loss when facing these creatures, and even chose the most stupid way - turn around and run away!

Those with two legs will never be able to outrun those with wings, unless you are a descendant of Cao Cao, who can always deliver what he says.

Floating, falling, spinning, and finally the claws grabbed the back of my head fiercely, and the whole person was pressed down on the soft velvet floor in a flat sand and falling wild goose style. The weight from the back of my head was so painful, so...

"Thank you so much for your help. Thanks to you, we were able to get in here without having to fight Medusa right away. Thank you so much."

I could only barely hear the voices, but I had no idea who was talking. I could only analyze from their sentences that the voices were theirs. If they hadn't been playing tricks on me, how could I have opened the door...

and many more!

Enemies from outside! ?

According to what Medusa said, each subhuman race seemed to be not short of money, so their purpose of coming here could not be to rob people on the road, so their purpose was -

"Run! The winged monster is coming!!!"

Having the back of the head stuck doesn't mean you can't speak. Gather the last bit of courage in your heart, suppress the fear and weakness in your heart, and finally, roar out.

The design structure is semi-circular. Although the sound of this sentence is not very loud, it is indeed transmitted very well. It is transmitted to the student rooms that are close. After hearing various noises, those who are a little closer directly stick their heads out and look at the door with sleepy eyes, and then they are shocked...

"Demi-humans with wings!!!"

"They broke in! They broke in!"

In less than a few minutes, this floor was resounding with such sounds, all kinds of noises echoing and passing...

There was no panic caused by the sudden transmission of the news. The woman who grabbed his head lowered her head and asked angrily and amusedly, "Hey, who do you say is the monster with wings?"

"I'm talking about you, despicable villains who are so ugly that you dare not show them on the road. Even if you want to kill me, I will never change my words!" There was something on the back of his head that could take his life at any time. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, he was not afraid at all and said this with gritted teeth.

"Us? Too ugly to show up?"

The voice behind him suddenly became a little low, with a hint of murderous intent in it. Because the cabin door had been open, the temperature in the cabin had dropped a lot. It became even colder when it was spoken in such a cold tone.

"I was right. Come on, monster..."

His whole body was shaking as he said this. He had already guessed that his next fate would be to be torn into pieces.

Dong.....

Something unexpected happened. After he said this, the paw that had been placed on the back of his head suddenly left his head, and there was a slight sound of it falling to the ground.

"How about turning around and taking a look for yourself?"

I have to say that the person who said this must be mentally ill. After all, judging from the sound of the wings flapping behind him, there are at least 20 of them. And just from a quick glance, each one with wings has its own unique characteristics. At a glance? If I don't speak, I will never recognize them in a day!