Chapter 80 JW Swing (1/2)
Chapter 80 – JW Swing
At night. In the middle of Tong's courtyard.
In order to relieve his stress, Tong brought out a barrel of beer to drink it alone.
Constant killing wore down his mentality. The battle of Anping last year, the purge of the nobles, and merchant rebel slaughtering gave him a bad aftertaste. Sometimes he had a nightmare about the past events and was forced to wake up to break away from the dream.
The event today gave Tong a severe headache. He had Hua Shi scan him with her skill, but she could not detect anything unusual. Yet, his headache persisted, and his eyes were also somewhat burning.
He also remembered that his [Plot Armor] skill should have protected him from all disease, but he could not explain about this phenomenon which was happening to him. He tried to activate his regeneration skill, but the pain still remained.
Tong believed that he was mentally exhausted, so he took a break from the espionage management lesson from Lu Zhi for today.
Tong never minded the physical tiredness, but he did not like it when his spirit was being worn down by his past.
The 100 liters of beer was emptied in a few hours. It was already midnight.
After Tong downed a barrel of beer alone, he was a bit tipsy as the [Plot Armor] skill did not work when he voluntarily drank any alcohol.
Because he was drunk, he missed a few beverages at his previous life.
”Come to think of it. Before I died the first time, I haven't finished my black label yet.”
Tong missed his favorite whiskey in his previous life. It was a well-known brand that Tong could afford to buy it every month as it cost him only 40-50 USD for a liter bottle.
A funny inspiration awoke within his mind. It would be nice if he could recreate such a drink in this era with his [Create Food] skill.
With such thought, Tong extended his hand and pointed it to the empty barrel next to him.
”[Create Food]”
*BZZ* *BZZ*
[Error. This skill can only create food or food ingredient that you have eaten. You cannot create water or liquid substance directly.]
System rang a buzzing sound and told him that he could not use it this way. Yet Tong laughed out merrily the moment he heard the system said ”directly”.
”Well, thanks for the pointer. If I can't create it directly, then how about this?”
Tong recollected his thought and tried to think about a food that he had eaten in his previous life. He recalled the time when he was a rowdy middle-schooler. He and his friends used to act like dumb brats and cooked fried vegetables and noodles with his stolen whiskey. It tasted awful, but it was a good memory.
”I think it was my father's 'Swing'? I'll try it! [Create Food]!”
*WINK*
Light flashed and brown water poured from his extended palm into the empty beer barrel. Within a few seconds, the barrel was filled by one-tenth. The skill was still at level two, so he could only create 10 liters of liquid at a time.
The unique aroma of JW Swing whiskey piqued his nose. It was a nostalgia smell that he yearned for.
”MUAHAHAHAHA!! I DID IT!! A NEW DISCOVERY TO BOOT!! HAHAHAHA!!”
Tong screamed in laughter like a lunatic in the dead of the night. Dozens of servants woke up in panic and thought that something had happened to Tong. They took their weapons and rushed out to see him, only to find out that he was acting weird all alone.
Hua Shi also woke up from the laughing noise. She straddled toward him and kicked away his chair which made Tong stumbled and fell on the ground as a result.
”Pipe it down! What time do you think it is? I was having a good sleep! You know that my job is tiring, right? I need a lot of rest and …”
Hua Shi had planned to give Tong a good scolding, but she came to a pause as she caught a whiff of a familiar aroma from the barrel.
At first, she thought it was the beer that Tong had created using the magic cooking utensil. However, the beer did not have this unique scent.
”Why am I feeling that I have a déjà vu? What did you create this time?”
”Instead of asking me, why don't you try it yourself?”
The face of Hua Shi turned solemn. She took Tong's cup and stepped toward the barrel. She scooped up the content and brought it to her mouth.
Once it reached inside her mouth, she opened her eyes wide in shock. The taste was something that only the reincarnators from the 21st century knew about.
”You … how did you? Was it the cooking utensil?”
Tong puffed his chest and smirked back at Hua Shi.
”I'll tell you tomorrow after the morning assembly. For now, let's send back the servants and our bodyguards. I've to clean up this mess, too.”
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