[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste":3,"chapter-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-212":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},687796,922,"Chapter 212: Don’t Get Trapped in the Box. Remember to Smile","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-212",212,"\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine looked up blankly, listening to what “Sin” was saying, staring into his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She seemed to be trying hard to see something from those eyes, but in the end, it was all in vain—she saw nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those teasing eyes held the murkiest and muddiest abyss of the world, impossible to see through, and yet his actions always led, through unimaginable means, to outcomes in his favor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine lowered her hand. The Black Water across the entire city was slowly calming down. She had no reason—or desire—to fight anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll be watching.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine spoke softly, then couldn’t help glancing in Xie Antong’s direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong was holding a book in her hand, swaying like a dying candle in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She seemed dead already, just still standing there, her eyes completely lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine was about to say something but happened to see “Sin” stepping forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sigh, seems like the good times are coming to an end...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He staggered forward, holding his face with one hand to stop it from turning back into a mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reading?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped in front of Xie Antong, looked down at her dazed face, and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong didn’t know why this person suddenly spoke to her, but she didn’t have the energy to ponder his deeper meaning. She just dumbly shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she handed the book in her hands to Lu Ce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce opened the book and took out a Beacon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Beacon he had previously hidden inside his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Chiyo Eine was momentarily shocked, then suddenly understood—she didn’t lose unjustly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Knight had been running all over the field with the Beacon, never engaging in prolonged trench warfare in any one spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, when the Black Knight charged at Chiyo Eine, he had slipped the Beacon into the book and handed it to Xie Antong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This avoided any risk of mishaps for himself. At the same time, since it was the Confessions of the Disillusioned, it guaranteed Xie Antong wouldn’t open it...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From beginning to end, this master-and-servant pair had been using manic and erratic methods to do the most cautious and precise things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This thing’s useless now...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pinched the object between two fingers and handed it toward Xie Antong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong was stunned. She didn’t react in time. Was this something “Sin” was supposed to do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did this mean? Were they really cooperating? Was this a reward? Or comfort?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, she reached out—but just as she was about to grab it, there was a sharp crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Beacon was crushed to pieces in Lu Ce’s hand!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong: ?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was completely dumbfounded, staring at the scene in front of her, her mind going blank in an instant. Even the flood of negative emotions disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What... was that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Remember.” The Blue Mask slowly lifted his face and said with a smile, “Remember how you just felt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did I feel?” Xie Antong blurted out instinctively. Her mind had just been a total blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what she didn’t expect was “Sin” to suddenly exclaim loudly, “Exactly! That’s the feeling I’m talking about.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know what the most boring thing in the world is?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s that every single person in this world is so predictable—like a giant function. You input one thing, and it outputs another.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong narrowed her eyes, looking at the man in front of her directly for the first time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t quite get what he meant, because as far as she was concerned, her ability was precisely to predict and analyze others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But suddenly she didn’t feel like he was mocking her. It felt more like a metaphor, like he was trying to awaken something in her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me give you an example.” Lu Ce smiled and raised one finger at Xie Antong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned and looked at Chiyo Eine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hi there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine gave a confused expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is your mom a prostitute?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine: ?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief moment of shock, it seemed like she was questioning whether the game’s translator had glitched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she instantly flew into a rage and snapped back, “What the hell are you saying? Your mom’s the prostitute!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See, that’s the reaction.” Lu Ce ignored her and turned back to Xie Antong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“People are like they’ve got switches on their bodies. As long as you input the right thing, you’ll always get a predictable reaction.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone is boxed into a framework. You think you’re making your own choices—but you’re not. Someone else is making you do it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So you’ll find that people of higher ‘rank’ don’t necessarily need overwhelming power. High rank actually means absolute control.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even you can predict Chiyo Eine and thus anticipate her actions, manipulating her to make choices that benefit you. So what makes you think the game can’t do that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like injecting yourself with a syringe, suddenly feeling all confident and powerful, and then crashing afterward, unable to handle your own negative emotions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong: ......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He really wanted to say, this is totally different, okay? That drug clearly adjusts physiological capabilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t tell me ‘this is different.’ You need to become aware of the switches inside you—and change them, hide them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This game stabs you with a knife. You bleed, get angry, and fight back. But really, the game never meant to make you bleed. It just wanted you angry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were being controlled.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying that, he turned to Chiyo Eine again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just like this game—you're a controlled piece too. Tokyo’s just another manipulated entity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine’s face darkened a bit. She understood what he was saying, but felt she wasn’t yet strong enough to face it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What about you? Aren’t you being controlled too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grinning face on the Greed Mask stayed fixed as he spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When you get cut, check if it’s a fruit knife.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it is, then maybe, in front of that blade, I’m actually a watermelon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One sentence stunned everyone into silence—audience and Chiyo Eine alike. No one could make sense of what he meant by that line in this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Antong didn’t get it either—but she somehow grasped something. That feeling of total mental blankness struck again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blue Mask leaned down, that twisted grin now squarely filling her vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of his lips twitched and widened, like a slow-motion replay of a man shifting from joy to euphoria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be so easy to predict. Try something unexpected. Something that doesn’t make sense.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sometimes, don’t rush to get angry. Pretend you’re the watermelon first. Give the all-controlling creator a little shock.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When things hurt the most—remember to smile.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1104,"2026-06-02T09:03:27.233Z",1,"novelbin.me","c805f80a6735e565f12d6ea70eb852f11e900dc1b93083ce594afb907067f5e0","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-213","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-211",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]