A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 146 Cheating

“Isn’t this ridiculous?”

This is the eighth round already. Did someone tamper with the wheel? How can the result be the same eight times consecutively?”

“This is the thirteenth time. There must be something wrong with the wheel. Get the staff to replace it.”

“F*ck. This is the twenty-first time we landed at the same punishment! This wheel must be possessed!”

“Mr. Vilmar, I can’t drink anymore. Why don’t you get someone else to help?”

“I’ve had enough. Get out of my way. I need to go to the restroom!”

Thereafter, Vilmar seemed to have been jinxed. Every spin he took would always stop at the square where the punishment was to drink three bottles.

Even though the wheel was changed, the result remained the same.

In just half an hour, the wheel he spun ended up on the same square twenty-seven times, resulting in a cumulative punishment of drinking eighty-one bottles.

Matthias and the group of more than ten men drank three bottles each on his behalf, while Ariendel and the girls drank one to two each.

The end result was half of them collapsing on the couch, while the other half could barely stand.

There were some who even puked on the spot, making for a disgusting scene.

After letting out a burp. Finnegan put his arm around Mandy and said. “Do you want to continue playing, Mr. Vilmar? Or do you want to finish the outstanding bottles first before we do?”

Vilmar still had twelve bottles of alcohol to drink.

“I can’t believe how good I am in telling the future. I predicted that you would need everyone to drink on your behalf, and it happened just as I said!”

Finnegan shook his head while clicking his tongue.

“Finnegan!” After downing his fifth bottle, Vilmar grabbed the spinning wheel and smashed it on the ground. With the veins on his temple throbbing, he shouted, “You must be cheating! Otherwise, my luck would never be this bad!”

“Me? Cheating?”

to it, just say so. What’s the point in making such baseless

and felt his head spin. “Then

at the twelve bottles of Alcohol. “However, I accepted my fate in the end. Are you not going to accept yours?” Before Vilmar could reply. Finnegan put his hand down. “Obviously, you can always blame

who aren’t sporting are just useless pieces

mind was still clear, fumed, “Who says I’m going

you should

struggling to open her eyes, Mandy closed them again

do now was keep her eyes shut, as opening them

up another bottle with the other. “Matthias, all of you, drink one

how he ended up being so unlucky that

of was that he had to keep his

an unsightly manner, shook his head. “Mr. Vilmar, I can’t drink another

Vilmar’s lapdog, he had downed five bottles and puked

want to be called pieces

others steeled themselves and took

to throw up on their companions after taking just a single mouthful.

whose stomachs were already churning, they, too, vomited as a

those who could still stand

is so disgusting. Why did you puke

I’m going to

Why did you have to

the middle of his drink,

vomited all over Ariendel.

she

could feel the effects of the

as he stood up with Mandy in his arms. “It looks like that’s the end of the game. In that case, I’m going off now. I’ll leave all of you with one piece of advice. Whatever you do, don’t ever go too far. Otherwise, all you’re doing is shooting

sober and was walking with a

cheating!” he roared as he tried to grab Finnegan by reflex.

feet, the spinning sensation in his head intensified significantly, causing him

and mucus streaming down his face, he

mess before him, Finnegan sneered, “Why did you have to step on my toes, you pathetic bunch of

that, he turned and left with