331: Chapter 331 The Tyrant is Drunk, Organs Must Be Erected!

Just as the outside world was arguing endlessly over Jiang You's "pulling a wine bottle out of thin air" maneuver, the scene cuts back to inside the Forbidden Zone No. 009.

At the base of that thick, ancient tree, Jiang You suddenly shuddered.

His eyes, which had lost focus, instantly regained clarity, and the feeling of being forcibly locked in a dark room receded like a tide. His main consciousness perfectly took back control of his body once again.

Jiang You stood there stunned, looking down at his empty hands, and then at the two empty white liquor bottles thrown at his feet.

"???"

A breeze carrying a strong smell of alcohol blew past, and a row of big question marks floated above Jiang You's head.

"Are you sick in the head?"

Jiang You cursed inwardly, practically on the verge of spitting blood from anger.

"I thought the Old Master inside me was preparing to show off his great power and cast some kind of forbidden spell to help me wipe out the entire map!"

"And yet, you forcibly took control of my body just to chug two bottles of Erguotou?"

"And then you just ran off after drinking?"

Jiang You felt his intelligence had been severely insulted.

In this S-Rank Dungeon, a chaotic brawl full of crises where everyone on the map was trying to kill each other, you didn't help me fight, and you even got the host drunk?

"Damn it, these days, cheats are getting less and less reliable. When it really counts, I still have to rely on myself!"

Jiang You gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and prepared to stand up to use his SSS-Rank Eye of Tianshu to scout the path, hoping to at least salvage some face as a captain.

He braced his hands against the tree roots and pushed hard with his right leg.

"Up!"

However, just as the words left his mouth, a terrifying, overwhelming wave of dizziness rushed straight to his crown without any warning!

Jiang You felt the ancient tree in front of him instantly turn into three, and the dirt ground under his feet was undulating wildly like waves.

The two jin of 53-degree sorghum liquor in his stomach, catalyzed by his blood, exploded completely like a bomb.

"Damn it..."

Jiang You's Legs went soft, and his body, which had only half-risen, uncontrollably pitched forward.

"That old bastard who possessed me... he definitely drank fake liquor..."

He only had time to utter the last half of his slurred complaint in his mind.

Immediately after, with a dull thud, Jiang You rolled his eyes back, sprawled out on the muddy ground, and completely lost consciousness.

A rich scent of alcohol, accompanied by thunderous snoring, echoed leisurely in the quiet forest.

Captain Jiang had gloriously passed out drunk.

Meanwhile, in the Organ Chat Group, a series of messages flooded the screen.

[Brain (pushes up reflective glasses, a cold smile curling at the corner of its mouth)]:

"Done. The Slacker Ruler's main consciousness has fallen into a deep sleep. I have severed all his sensory connections to the body."

"Brothers, get ready to go online!"

[Right Hand (excitedly punches the air wildly, creating bursts of sonic booms)]:

"I was suffocating to death!"

"Brother Brain, this time we don't need to worry about this guy's feelings, right? I can finally let loose and have a real go at it!"

[Brain (ignoring Right Hand's clamor, turns its gaze to the other end of the screen)]:

"Kidneys, how has your ability recovered? This is the main event."

[Kidneys]:

"Don't worry, Brother Brain!"

"A tiny S-Rank Dungeon is just like an unlocked public restroom in our eyes. I guarantee we'll complete the mission and strip these little fat sheep down to their underwear!"

[Brain (nods in satisfaction, data streams flashing wildly on its lenses)]:

"Good, since everything is ready, everyone prepare to act!"

"Let these self-righteous greenhouse flowers see what true fear is!"

Meanwhile, at the competition center plaza, the hundred thousand spectators and the commentators were all dumbfounded as they watched the dead-drunk Jiang You on the big screen.

The entire venue was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

The commentator held the microphone, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, mouth open, unable to squeeze out a word for a long time.

Just a moment ago, he had confidently analyzed that Jiang You was drinking to build up courage and brewing some new tactic.

Yet, before his words had even faded, this "Peerless Demon King" who was hyped to the heavens by the entire internet had just blacked out from drinking right in front of the national audience!

How could he spin this?

Even the gods couldn't spin this one back!

"Ahem... ahem..."

Another commentator bit the bullet and forced a laugh, trying to break the deadlock: "It seems... Student Jiang You's tolerance for alcohol is not as unfathomable as his schemes. This should be a... uh, tactical error?"

The audience seats exploded in chaos, and the internet bullet comments were filled with question marks.

"Are you kidding me? A life-or-death brawl, and he ran under a tree to get drunk?"

"It's over, the filter is shattered. Is this guy really just a pure slacker?"

In the VIP viewing area, Principal Pang Ban of Magic City Martial Arts University's old face turned beet red.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing, and his hands trembled as he fished the small porcelain bottle containing fast-acting heart pills from his bosom.

With a "pop," he pulled out the stopper and, without even looking, poured two pills into his mouth.

"You wicked brat! Truly a wicked brat!"

Principal Pang Ban clutched his chest, shaking with anger.

To think he had actually imagined this kid was playing some grand chess game!

Playing chess my ass!

This bastard just wanted an excuse to sleep!

On the camera feed, Jiang You, fast asleep under the tree roots, showed no violent movements on the surface of his body.

However, if someone could get close and observe carefully, they would discover a hair-raising detail.

A strange cloud of dark, ink-like energy that seemed capable of devouring all light was silently seeping out from Jiang You's back.

This ink-colored energy cloud seemed alive, following the crevices in the soil like countless black tentacles, frantically extending deep into the ley lines of Forbidden Zone No. 009.

The spatial laws of the entire secret realm were being quietly taken over by an unknown force.

Just as the outside was in an uproar because of Jiang You passing out drunk, the slaughter inside Forbidden Zone No. 009 had already entered a white-hot stage.

The sweeping army of the Anti-Jiang You Alliance, like two sharp combs, had forced the Magic City Martial Arts University contestants in the secret realm into a desperate situation.

In a canyon filled with thorns.

"Run! Don't look back!"

Cong Nanshan wiped the blood from his face, his muscles tense, carrying the panting Xie Fuyao as he leaped frantically across the gravel.

Beside them, Senior Ji Youyou gritted her teeth, her face pale.

She occasionally turned back to scatter clouds of purple-black poisonous mist, attempting to block the pursuers behind them.

"Bitch! You still dare to use poison? Disperse!"

A roar came from behind.

Captain Shen Xiuan held a blood-colored long saber, his body surging with murderous aura, and a sharp blade light directly split the poisonous mist in two.

Behind Captain Shen Xiuan, Chu Tiankuo, Yan Qinghuan, and others led a full forty or fifty top talents from various universities, pursuing them relentlessly like maggots on rotting bones.

Various Supernatural Ability beams and hidden weapons whizzed over the heads of Cong Nanshan and the others, smashing into the rocks and exploding into clouds of debris.

"Damn it! Are these grandsons crazy?"

Xie Fuyao, lying on Cong Nanshan's shoulder, looked at the dense crowd behind them and cursed furiously: "Dozens of people chasing the three of us? What happened to the prestigious school demeanor you promised? Did you let the dogs eat your martial virtue?"

"Martial virtue? Dealing with you Magic City Martial Arts University people doesn't require martial virtue!"