I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 46 - 42: Mind Over Matter!

Chapter 46: Chapter 42: Mind Over Matter!

Bai Shi’s tone was especially flattering.

The girl beside them covered her mouth with a laugh.

Chen Yun couldn’t help but roll his eyes helplessly.

Following that.

Chen Yun, who had confirmed the wonderful use of his ability to perceive emotions in practice,

no longer wanted to continue playing cards.

Bai Shi had also been beaten into submission.

The three of them then started discussing and exchanging thoughts about famous quotes from renowned works.

Although Chen Yun lacked an artistic cell in his body,

he was still able to pretend to be artistically inclined by tapping into his vast memory, thanks to his phenomenal memorative abilities.

Before an hour had passed,

the bookstore owner had to leave due to an urgent matter and took a taxi immediately after being escorted downstairs.

After the two returned and chatted briefly,

Bai Shi conceded that he couldn’t outplay Chen Yun at cards,

but insisted Chen Yun definitely couldn’t outdrink him!

With that, he excitedly opened the bottle of red wine he had brought for his visit.

After making the necessary preparations, he poured some for both himself and Chen Yun.

"This bottle of red wine is from Chablis, in the northern part of Burgundy, France, from 1942. It’s famous for producing Chardonnay grapes not aged in oak," Bai Shi said elegantly.

He then gazed at the wine glass in his hand and began to taste it with a sip.

Seeing this,

Chen Yun also started to taste the red wine in front of him.

It was odd to say,

although all food tasted bland to him, and only plain water retained its original sensation,

but...

Chen Yun’s keen sense of smell and taste

could still differentiate the flavors of these foods and the wine before him.

The wine was exceptionally light, with a higher acidity, and had flavors of apple and pear.

Without a doubt, the original material was genuine Chardonnay grapes.

This was an authentic bottle worth $20,000.

He could still taste and smell all of this,

even more sensitively and sharply than before.

However,

Chen Yun’s lack of interest in food was not because he couldn’t discern the flavors anymore, but rather because he had lost much interest in them.

His innate desire for gourmet food was diminishing.

Even his body instinctively wanted to reject eating.

Chen Yun came to understand that perhaps, because his body contained an infinite energy source and no longer required food, this indirectly caused the effect.

This made him somewhat melancholic.

As an intelligent being, losing the innate pleasure of eating was disheartening.

If it were for a short time, it wasn’t much of an issue,

but over a long time, it made him stand out from his peers and could raise suspicions among family and friends, potentially leading to self-doubt.

On the other hand, a possibly immortal being like himself might need many things to fill his life and prevent his mindset from shifting towards anti-social, anti-human, or immoral directions. Positive interests and appropriate pleasures could help maintain a long-term positive and contented state of mind.

Perhaps...

he should find a hobby for himself in the future?

An interesting one that could pass the time.

As he was contemplating this,

Chen Yun noticed Bai Shi pouring another third of a glass of wine into his empty cup, raising an eyebrow towards Chen Yun before taking another careful sip.

Seeing this, Chen Yun understood that Bai Shi, unable to win at cards, was attempting to outdrink him.

The raised eyebrow was clearly a challenge.

In response,

Chen Yun calmly poured himself another third of a glass.

Drink then drink.

He was up for it.

What followed were rounds of drinking.

Seeing Chen Yun unaffected even after half a bottle, Bai Shi specifically went next door to his house and brought back over ten bottles of Chardonnay from the Chablis vineyards of northern Burgundy, France, from the year 1942.

A few drinks later and very quickly,

the two had polished off almost nine bottles.

Bai Shi’s face was flushed red, and his words started to slurr into a blur of nonsense.

He began to boast about his past without realizing it.

"When I was in Lighthouse Country..."

"I ’borrowed’ an ancient oak artifact from the Natural History Museum... a wax-sealed invoice, and... emmm... right! A French soil sample belonging to a botanist..."

"And then... with these items, I cleverly crafted a counterfeit of a Franklin-revered... hahaha... *hic*—"

"A stolen French red wine."

Bai Shi, laughing and boasting about his past with intermittent hiccups from his drunken state.

Upon hearing this.

Chen Yun, who had long anticipated his own immunity to alcohol.

Looked at Bai Shi with a face that didn’t seem like he had drunk much, showing great interest, "Then what happened?"

He was somewhat curious about this guy’s past.

He had never heard him speak of it before.

Today was a good opportunity to listen while he was drunk.

"They used carbon dating to identify the age of the cork, conducted molecular identification on the wax seal, and used a spectrometer to test the glass bottle..."

"All these tests... *hic*—I passed them. My counterfeit was indistinguishable from the real thing."

"Only I hadn’t anticipated that due to massive human nuclear experiments, since 1945, a new element not found previously in nature had existed: cesium-137."

"So if the wine was bottled before 1945, it would not contain cesium-137."

"But after radioactive testing, they found this element in my fake wine, and my forgery was ultimately exposed."

"Angry, I... *hic*—went to buy over a dozen bottles of genuine Chablis red wine from the northern part of Burgundy, France."

Speaking of this particular failure of his.

Bai Shi was obviously getting more anxious, quickening his pace of speech.

Except for an occasional hiccup, he didn’t sound much like a drunk man at all.

Upon hearing this.

Chen Yun shook his head helplessly.

And poured more wine into Bai Shi’s mouth in a comforting gesture.

He was not good at consoling.

Everything he had to say was in the wine, all in the wine.

Seeing this.

Bai Shi, who always refused to admit he was drunk, couldn’t help but wave his hands repeatedly, "I admit defeat, truly admit it! I really can’t drink anymore glug glug glug..."

Clearly.

Bai Shi’s resistance was futile.

All he could do was make gulping sounds.

Chen Yun, as if picking up a little chick, easily poured the red wine down Bai Shi’s throat.

"This is nothing yet, my lad. You’re the one who wanted to have a drinking contest. You can’t blame me then."

Looking at Bai Shi, who was quickly succumbing to drunkenness, Chen Yun continued pouring wine, all the while wearing a kind smile.

Right until almost another bottle had gone down.

And only when Bai Shi, known for his usually high tolerance, rolled his eyes and passed out did Chen Yun stop.

He carried Bai Shi next door and dumped him on his own bed.

Then Chen Yun returned to his home.

Standing by the window.

Feeling his body completely free of any drunkenness.

Chen Yun felt increasingly different.

Aside from his cravings for gourmet food.

He, too, had lost the privilege of getting drunk.

Even though he had drunk over four bottles of relatively strong red wine, he didn’t feel the slightest bit affected.

Compared to Bai Shi, who was nearly dead drunk.

He remained clear-headed and refreshed.

Looking out at the bright moon that had risen outside the window.

Chen Yun sighed, turned around, and began to tidy up the messy table littered with wine bottles.

As the Transparent World 2.0, infused with spiritual power, swept over the chaotic dining table.

He couldn’t help but widen his eyes and freeze where he stood.

In the corner of the table, a cork suddenly shook a little when swept by his spiritual power.

Chen Yun was certain that no wind was blowing in through the window at that moment.

And the cork definitely moved just a bit!

Thinking this.

Chen Yun once again tried to touch the cork with his spiritual power as before.

The next moment.

The cork moved again.

Although the movement was barely noticeable, it definitely shook!

Obviously!

His spiritual power, apart from perceiving biological emotions.

Could also slightly influence reality!

The ability to exert a certain degree of impact on the real world, almost like "applying force!"

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