Chaos Girl Rewrites the Script novel Chapter 217

The other five teens were too stunned to speak. Even Cyril couldn't mask his utter shock. It wasn't life or death—how could anyone casually eat something this repulsive?

Vivienne picked up a porcelain spoon, scooped a giant chunk of white brain matter, and shoved it into her mouth without a second thought.

Silence fell over the dining room. The tension was so thick you could hear a pin drop. Every pair of eyes was glued to Vivienne. It was so quiet they could actually hear her chewing.

She was chewing it?

Anyone walking in would think she was dining on a Michelin-star delicacy. How was she doing this?

Since it was their first punishment, the portions of the Hog's Head Broth were relatively small. Vivienne polished off her bowl in less than a few minutes. The others watched her, completely dumbfounded.

Surprised? Vivienne grabbed a napkin and elegantly wiped her mouth, amused by their horrified expressions.

In her past life, she had endured this exact punishment for seven years. Eventually, even the spoiled Julian had been able to chug a massive bowl without flinching and ask for seconds.

No experience in life was truly useless.

Vivienne set down her empty bowl and offered Julian a sweet smile. "Want me to help you with that?"

She knew a secret. The hardest person to conquer the Hog's Head Broth wasn't the germaphobic Alaric; it was the pampered Julian.

Alaric and Cyril would adapt by their second try, finishing every drop, but it took Julian three whole years to build a tolerance. His willpower was atrocious.

Julian froze. "You'll drink it for me? You can still stomach more of this garbage?"

"Yep," she nodded easily.

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