Chapter 216: Drinking and Getting Tipsy
HROOOONK—
A giant, crimson wild boar walked with a gait that recognized no family, its eyes bloodshot, its breath heavy like a bull's. Some kind of syndrome was kicking in.
Its aura was filled with rage and chaos, and its savage tusks were stained with bits of flesh and blood. It had clearly just been in a fight.
To Kenji and the others, this was just a wild boar on a drunken rampage, with almost no rationality left.
"Its Capture Level is probably over 5000," Kenji sensed.
Cosmic ingredients with Capture Levels over 10,000 were commonplace, but the creatures inhabiting individual planets were generally on the same scale as Earth's, not too exaggerated. Earth, as the planet capable of birthing the Western Full Course, was no roadside mob.
"Hic! It looks a bit like a Drunken Rage Cow. Let's just call it a Drunken Rage Boar," Jiro named it. With this kind of drunken creature, the drunker it got, the higher its combat power.
Thump, thump, thump...
The creature's instincts sensed people. Thinking they were here to disturb its drinking, the barely rational Drunken Rage Boar charged straight at Kenji and the others, plowing forward like a road roller. Its exaggerated weight made the ground resonate.
"Ho? Instead of running away, you're actively approaching me?"
The corners of Kenji's lips turned up in an expression of great interest. You dare to challenge me without even understanding the gap in our strength? You don't even have the power of an Eight King. Because it was drunk, its rationality was almost zero, and thus its ability to sense danger was practically nil.
POW!
Kenji unhurriedly extended his right hand. The giant, thousand-meter-long body was stopped dead in its tracks. Its giant hooves dug massive craters in the ground as it tried to push forward, but Kenji remained motionless, like an insurmountable peak rooted to the ground.
"Shatter Knocking!"
BOOM!
This man was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to see it suffer too much pain. So he shattered its head with one punch, completing the Knocking.
Special creatures that have reached a certain Capture Level will not die immediately, even if their heads are blown up. For example, the Nitro whose head had been blown up by Jiro's flick; its body was still twitching in the paralyzed state.
"Master, will this do for a bar snack?" Kenji asked with a smile.
"Mm," Jiro nodded. Even without a snack, it would have been fine.
The two chefs, Atashino and Setsuno, set to work. The Drunken Rage Boar was quickly dismembered. There was no bloody smell at all, only the mellow aroma of fine wine. As expected of a creature raised on alcohol, only wine flowed in its veins. There were many edible parts. Even its hard bones contained a jelly-like "wine marrow."
The group members who had been visiting Omphalos were called over by Kenji.
"So delicious! So many Kenjis flying in the sky~"
"I want to fly high too~~~"
A scarlet blush dyed Erii's face, and her eyes were misty. She was clearly tipsy, and her vision was swimming. Although she was of drinking age, the people in her family would never have let her drink before. If she got drunk and her Speech Spirit ran wild, they would be the ones crying.
"Heeheehee~"
Erii laughed, rolling around on the ground like a little girl, belying her age. If Gen Chisei saw this, his vision would probably go black.
"?"
A question mark appeared above Kenji's head. What kind of alcohol tolerance is this? Isn't this a little too lame?
"Why do I only get to drink juice?!"
Jade Chan sat in the Astral Express carriage, only able to drink her juice. She wasn't even allowed to enter the Bacchus Star. It was so depressing.
"Jade, are you an adult yet?" Kenji's voice came over the broadcast. In the official settings, Jade was 11 years old. She was a true minor. How could she drink alcohol? The reason she couldn't even enter the Bacchus Star was that the very air there contained alcohol; breathing was equivalent to drinking.
"If you go back drunk, what do you think your Uncle will do?" Kenji asked playfully.
"Uh... alright."
Jade thought about it. If Uncle found out, he would definitely lecture her, and maybe even send her back to her parents to be lectured again. No, I don't want that!
"This beautiful pork belly... even top-grade A5 Wagyu marbling can't compare to this," Erina said, chewing carefully. The fat wasn't greasy, and it burst in her mouth. The juices were like fine wine, with a faint sweetness and the light fragrance of mulberry, which brought a slight astringency to the mouth that wasn't unpleasant, but rather enriched the layers of the meat. Delicious. It was like being in a barbecue heaven, with white-winged angels cooking steaks with fine wine...
The problem with the God's Tongue was solved. In reality, even if it wasn't, with the ingredients of this world, she would never get tired of eating them. There were too many to even get through.
"Kenji, do you think monster meat tastes good?"
Daigo posed his question. Some monsters looked like they could be eaten, but their frightening appearance put many people off.
"Some do, some do. For example, the Little Lobster Alien," Kenji said with a smile. He remembered the online recommendations for eating Alien Baltan. You could refer to the cooking process for lobster; you might get a decent delicacy.
Daigo pondered this. If he encountered a monster that looked edible, he could try it.
"Gatanothor is carrying a giant spiral shell. It looks a lot like a shellfish. The meat inside should be edible," Kenji said, a little curious about what the dark ruler tasted like.
"That thing is edible?"
The corner of Daigo's mouth twitched. In Tiga's inherited memories, there were images of Gatanothor. Just looking at it was unsettling; he had absolutely no desire to eat it.
"We'll know when we try," Kenji shrugged.
"I can't... I'm going back first."
As time went on, many of the group members with low alcohol tolerance began to feel dizzy. Although they hadn't drunk much, the alcohol content in the air was not low. It would still get you tipsy. This wasn't the Bacchus Islands; this entire Bacchus Star was saturated with alcohol, and the evaporation and dilution effect was not significant.
"So hiiigh~~~"
"Robin, wake up..."
Hoshi was shaking Robin's body, but the already drunk Robin was completely unconscious, her ear-wings drooping.
Stop being high! I can't be high right now!
Before coming to this world, Robin had been by her side, so she had brought her along. Sunday had many things to deal with, so he didn't even know his sister had come to another world.
"It's over! Sunday is going to kill me!" Stelle's face was pale with terror. She could already imagine Sunday spamming his ultimate attack on her.
"Foster Father! Quick, think of something! You don't want to lose a cute daughter like me, do you?" the little raccoon looked at Kenji pitifully. That sister-complex, Sunday... if he knew his sister had been taken to drink and had gotten completely wasted, he would definitely go berserk.
"You can't be saved. The rest of us in the group will attend your funeral," Kenji said teasingly.
Stelle clutched her head. "Gasp! Nooooo!"
"This feels so nice ♪"
Elysia squatted down, stroking Robin's ear-wings. When she was awake, she was shy and didn't let others touch them. Now, she could be bold and touch them.
The corner of Kenji's mouth curved up.
Jailbird Sunday, you may not have a "yellow hair" problem for now, but you have a "pink hair" one.