Elma put a few servings of wine in front of Ocean.
Oshen, who was drinking with Lemoni, was a little confused.
"What's the matter? I haven't finished drinking yet." Oshen shook his glass of wine that had half a glass of wine. Because of this, the drinking speed of several people was slightly slower.
Elma rolled her eyes: "Those who over there invites you."
Oshen and Luslan looked in the direction Elma pointed, and Kimiya and Lemoni were drinking and chatting about something.
A young man with squinted eyes, orange-red hair, and slender handsome smiled and nodded.
Ocean glanced at him and then glanced at Elma.
The two of them whispered in a low voice.
"I feel like a little strange."
"Indeed, I feel so."
Dionysus didn't care about Oshen and Elma's whispers at all, picked up his wine glass and put it to his mouth.
Then he raised his head and the wine in the wine glass was completely drunk.
Oshen's eyes lit up.
Luslan and Chimiya's eyes lit up.
Elma felt the danger.
Oshen and Luslan came over in an instant.
"Oh, I didn't expect you to look a little weak, but your alcohol tolerance seemed great!" Luslan hooked Dionysus' neck very familiarly.
"Please drink, thank you brother." Ocean slapped Dionysus's shoulder and laughed.
"It's okay." Dionysus smiled and placed the empty cup on the bar, "Boss, add another cup."
After patting Ocean's arms that were more than a dozen grades thicker than him, Dionysus looked at Ocean with appreciation: "I just feel that drinking alone is boring, so I just want to find a few people to drink together."
Elma had no choice but to hand over the refill. Dionysus took it from her hands naturally and raised it to Oshen: "Are you willing to give me a favor?"
"I'll tell you what you have to do!" Oshen said nothing and smashed his cup on the bar. "Elma, hurry up and have a drink, I'm going to have a big drink with this brother!"
Elma's mouth twitched twice.
Ocean and Dionysus drank with arms around each other, and three other drunkards surrounded the two of them.
Elma only felt blood rushing towards her forehead.
......
When the first ray of sunlight shone on the tavern gate, Oshen's eyes flashed slightly.
There was a familiar scene in the tavern, a mess, with four drunkards, including myself, lying on the ground and lying on the table, with a strong smell of alcohol in the air.
But there is a little difference.
A young man with orange hair sat beside him, scooping out wine from a large bucket, drinking bowl after bowl.
It was the person from yesterday.
"Brother, your alcohol tolerance is really good. I'm not drunk yet and I'm still drinking." Oshen really met someone who's better than me for the first time, and I couldn't help but feel admiration.
You know, since Oshen came into contact with alcohol, he has not met anyone who could drink him.
"Hmm." Dionysus refused to comment.
He scooped out a bowl of purple wine from his bucket and handed it to Ocean: "Do you want to try it?"
"This is also... wine?" Ocean took the strange wine from Dionysus's hand and smelled it.
Dionysus answered the question irrelevantly: "Oshenanos, do you know that you should have called me brother."
Oshen did not touch the bowl of wine for the time being. He looked at the strange young man, didn't say anything, and waited for his next sentence.
"To be more specific, you should call me cousin." Dionysus opened his eyes, with a subtle smile on his lips.
Oshen felt his forehead jump.
Is this line a bit familiar?
He glanced at the wine barrel at Dionysus's feet, and then looked at Dionysus's eyes and hair like a fox, and Oshen understood.
"Dionisus cousin." Although Oshen didn't know what the other party was thinking, at least the other party did not cause any disadvantage to him at the moment, and the other party was indeed his cousin.
So, say hello honestly.
"Well, my eyes are very accurate." Dionysus smiled.
Oshen felt a little numb, why did he get along with the gods after he came out of Doris Island one by one?
"I'm actually late to find you this time. Brother, I'll apologize for this." Dionysus took a sip of purple wine and smiled. Although he said he apologized, he did not have an apology.
However, Oshen knew that it would be amazing for the gods to just say the word "apologize".
He picked up the strange purple wine bowl, Ocean followed Dionysus and drank it directly.
“The taste is a bit strange…but it’s not bad.”
"This is a technique I'm planning to teach humans recently, called red wine. Unlike white wine, this kind of wine is more comfortable." Dionysus seemed to have never stopped drinking and scooped out the wine from the barrel again.
"I am here to welcome you, welcome you to Atlantis, the gods here welcome you." Dionysus said indifferently.
Oshen's whole body stiffened, and then he continued his affairs silently.
"And let me give you a gift." Dionysus opened his eyes and looked at Ocean. "After getting along, I think I should already know what gift I should give you."
He stretched out his slender and beautiful right hand, and after a ray of light, a strange wine can appeared in Dionysus's hand.
He threw the wine can to Ocean: "Give it, this is my greeting."
Ocean looked at this strange wine jar and didn't understand it very much.
"This wine can is considered a magical artifact. After all, it is an instrument that integrates my power and functions. It should have nothing to do with a magical artifact, but this thing cannot be used to attack anything." Dionysus made a pouring action, "Its only function is to pour out the spirits that ordinary people will lose because of the deliciousness after drinking it."
Oshen's eyes lit up.
Dionysus raised a finger and said, "Don't underestimate this thing, that wine... is very strong, this is not a joke."
Oshen was a little dissatisfied.
He pulled a cup over and tilted the can, and indeed some wine poured out of it.
Oshen put his head over and felt his eyes being stabbed by needles in an instant.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Dionysus looked at Oshen and smiled and said nothing.
Dionysus is a [liquid resource production ship], and what he poured out of the jar he gave to Ocean...
That thing is fuel alcohol at the interstellar jump level.
Chapter completed!