[{"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-217":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},687801,922,"Chapter 217: The Crimson Sacrifice — This Is the Answer “Sin” Delivered!","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-217",217,"\u003Cp>\"What’s going on?......\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine tapped her forehead. Ever since she left the game… or rather, ever since she never entered it to begin with, she’d been feeling an overwhelming sense of unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, after saying goodbye to [Blank] on the street, she had gone home alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know what was wrong with her. Her emotions were clearly unstable—there was this lingering fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt awful. Even after returning to her family, with no one daring to truly blame her, she still felt like something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many people, including her own brother, thought it was just because she’d never lost before—and the psychological blow of this loss was too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They told her not to overthink it, to adjust her mindset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t think that was it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a saying in Huaguo: victories and defeats are just part of a general’s life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regret and sadness were normal, but this lingering unease—this was not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt like… a bad omen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the game was over. What was she anxious about?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was she worried that her loss might trigger changes in the future of the world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had watched the game replay several times, but she kept feeling like the source of her unease was really just that one sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sentence “Sin” said to her at the very end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was just an open ploy—what could “Sin” actually do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Ancestor didn’t know how such a thing could be changed or how to prepare for it—so what could he possibly do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one’s allowed to earn more than him? She had chewed over that sentence countless times—and the more she thought about it, the crazier it sounded!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How full of himself must he be to say something like that?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He must be insane, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right?......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more Chiyo Eine thought about it, the more it felt like she was trying to convince herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brows furrowed as she stood atop the highest rooftop, gazing down at the bustling traffic and the dazzling lights of Tokyo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun was setting. Night was about to fall again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born into privilege, she had never known what a normal Tokyo felt like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time in her memory she was seriously looking at the cityscape of Tokyo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the game had never actually ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tch, the game did happen right here. She fought to the death right here—of course that feeling was normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tch, did I really develop PTSD from losing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine muttered to herself, brows tightly knit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her Game Interface—this round was strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was completely blank. There wasn’t even a scheduled time for the next game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked nothing like the usual format.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of that, she suddenly remembered [Blank].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’s smart—she should be able to figure something out, right...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how could she possibly come help at a time like this—to go up against “Sin”?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine was filled with mixed emotions, and in the end, all she could do was sigh and turn around to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That turn of hers marked the shattering of Tokyo’s final line of defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chiyo Eine had stood high above for far too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tokyo she saw was the Tokyo of the powerful, the Tokyo of high society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t understand the streets, the air, or the hearts hidden in every corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In these matters, even Lu Ce—visiting for the first time—understood more than she did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Lu Ce were here, he’d definitely smile and lift his head to sniff the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because the scent of unrest was growing stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dog that’s tasted blood is no longer just a dog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone said the game’s outcome had shaken hearts across the globe—but the most direct effect? That was Tokyo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in Tokyo had, just hours ago, played the role of Hunter in an extraordinary game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all blooded dogs now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The psychological destruction of that event—and the collapse of man-made rules—was catastrophic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unrest was still brewing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And “Sin” had done everything he could to spread madness throughout Tokyo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the scariest catalyst of all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madness had already been planted in everyone’s mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After tasting it once, it never leaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Lu Ce, he had merely exited the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to Tokyo, that game had already become a part of their daily life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, the signs had already begun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madness hid in every office door slammed shut, in every fist pounding a desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It hid in every car speeding past red lights and parked wherever it pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these sounds were too subtle—Chiyo Eine couldn’t hear them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t know for whom the funeral bell tolled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t even hear it ring!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An overworked office worker shoved his CEO’s head into a hot pot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A road repair worker picked up his drill and jammed it into the screaming foreman’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until people began to march in the streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until government workers smashed their leaders’ cars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until even the leaders themselves began to lose it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until even the police and other violent institutions began to turn on each other!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until night fell—flames engulfed Tokyo—and a bizarre, inexplicable riot erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew why they were doing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was pure, uncontrollable madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A drive to tear down the current order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At night, Chiyo Eine burst out of her room. Her pupils quaked as she looked at the city before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lips trembled. She wanted to act—but there was nothing she could do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What could she do? Could anyone do anything about this scene?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All she could do was watch Tokyo’s order collapse and slip into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly felt dizzy, as if something exploded inside her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d always felt like Tokyo was under dark clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now she saw—the dark cloud was “Sin”’s blue-painted face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grinning wickedly down at the city below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything made sense now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the answer he gave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his response to the game’s open ploy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game descended into reality. The player won.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now everyone longed for the game, believed real life didn’t matter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look at Tokyo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now everyone wished to be Chosen, believed the game was the only right choice?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Look at Tokyo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You want your game to create a false illusion, a paradise, and use it to forcefully control people’s minds—gain greater authority and achieve your goal?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sin” gave them a hell instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here it is—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His crimson sacrifice!\u003C\u002Fp>",1083,"2026-06-02T09:03:27.233Z",1,"novelbin.me","e3ccaff9e3ca1a459489fde60413cfcd9f6c73309a8d028ec90ecf34c34dfd70","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-218","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-216",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]