Lin Qing's Worries

Lin Qing and the others were satisfied when they saw the beer. They had never thought to pamper themselves. After all, they were in the apocalypse with dangers all around them. If they were intoxicated, anything could happen, and that was not wise.

 Du Ruan laughed foolishly and grabbed the beer into his embrace quickly. "Benefactor, rest easy. Our alcohol tolerance is great. A few bottles can't intoxicate us."

 "Right, Benefactor, do you want some?"

 Before Qin Yi could reply, Yun Huan spoke up. "He's not of age yet. He can't drink alcohol."

 Du Ruan rubbed his forehead. "Oh right, I forgot that Benefactor is still too young and can't drink alcohol."

 Indeed, Qin Yi could not drink alcohol. She was sensitive to alcohol and would have rashes when ingesting some. Additionally, her alcohol tolerance was not great, and she would fall after half a cup.