[{"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-223":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},687807,922,"Chapter 223: The Prison Guard, and a Prison Where You Can’t Lie","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-223",223,"\u003Cp>What the f**k do you mean donate sperm?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aggression of “Sin” was now fully on display, and the people in this prison had all seen enough—they were stunned speechless, their faces turning grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s a saying: don’t strike someone who’s smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually, once someone ended up in a place like this, they should be keeping things relatively chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if someone was a troublemaker, they shouldn’t be openly aggressive. Everyone should at least keep up appearances before scheming behind each other’s backs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They say, drink from the same golden cup but never spare the blade—that would be the normal dynamic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But who the hell was this guy? Didn’t know anyone, first meeting, and came in guns blazing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a few seconds, almost every inmate started building up hostility inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the hell did this dumb*ss come from, walking in ready to make enemies out of everyone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, narrowing his eyes slightly, he continued, “But in a place like this, it’s better to stay low-key. Do you even know where you are, daring to talk like that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, is this your mom’s grave? Or did I move into your f***ing urn?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce also sat up straighter, looking down at the old man, spitting venom as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know why, but there was a constant feeling of restlessness and irritation in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the guy in front of him get pissed actually made him feel... better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even let out a cold sneer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man was fuming. From the mess of hair like overgrown weeds, a murky gaze filled with killing intent shot out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to say something, Lu Ce, of course, didn’t give him the chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And what do you mean by ‘young man’? Which of your eyes sees me as young? Are your eyes planted under your *ss?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandpa here is 182 years old, and you’re calling me young? How old are you, you little b*stard?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe Lu Ce’s tone was just too outrageous, too confident—his presence was too overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It actually made some of the people around him lose confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the old guy started wondering: did I say something wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was there something off about what I said?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes went blank for a second, and the other prisoners glanced at each other, unsure how to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One hundred... one hundred and eighty-two years old?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait a minute...” From the other side, a scar-faced man with furrowed brows spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Never mind whether someone can live that long—you literally just said your great-grandfather was 108, didn’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You said it yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, so what?” Lu Ce said, still boldly confident. “My great-grandfather’s seventy years younger than me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, not possible? You brats are just ignorant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prisoners: ......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forget them—even the livestream audience was dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Can someone explain what the hell is wrong with ‘Sin’ this time? What kind of mental state says sh*t like that?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Is “Blank” in this game too?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Yeah, “Blank” is in the same prison. These two are gaming together every day now—kinda ambiguous.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Bet they already teamed up.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the game had just started, the mood was still relatively relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce saw the prisoners looking at each other and kept the sarcasm rolling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s with those faces? Look like your moms just died.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My great-grandpa has seniority, I’m older—what? Is that unreasonable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If it helps, I can recognize you all as my honorary great-great-grandsons. Consider it a favor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he was still running his mouth, the prisoners finally realized—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They’d been played.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, all their expressions soured. On the other side, a skinny man spoke coldly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Kid, talking nonsense here is not a smart move.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, and you’re smart? If you were so smart, why’d you get locked up here?” Lu Ce replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The skinny guy: ......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a chubby guy with a gut poking out spoke up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you... aren’t you locked up too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did I ever say I was smart?” Lu Ce turned his head and then even lifted his pink mask with pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And besides—I just got here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone: ......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So what the hell are you proud of?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They exchanged looks and all reached the same conclusion—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, they’d met a real mental case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t even know when he’d arrived, but in this place, anything was possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You lie in here, and you’re just asking for a short life,” said a yellow-haired guy, the kind who looked like a wannabe gangster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you’ve kinda pissed me off…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he said that, he pulled a bar of soap from under his pillow, wrapped it in the pillowcase, and started swinging it like a mini flail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So I’ve decided—I’m gonna teach you a lesson.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, all five of Lu Ce’s cellmates had now spoken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Envy mask had managed, within just a few minutes, to successfully piss off every last one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five inmates: one cranky old man, one yellow-haired punk, one fat guy, one skinny guy, and one scar-faced thug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quite the lineup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, their best trait was that they made it easy for a charge captain to remember five useless dudes without needing names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like they knew they wouldn’t get much screentime in this novel and decided to be helpful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to what they were saying, Lu Ce had started to catch on—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place probably didn’t allow lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which was why his BS from earlier had been so easily accepted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And from the looks of it, lying might even have some consequences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the yellow-haired guy finished talking, the others silently pulled out their own bars of soap, wrapping them in pillowcases.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When swung, these makeshift weapons hurt like hell and didn’t leave visible evidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked like they’d done this before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Lu Ce wasn’t fazed. He tried to summon his Hell Roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—But it didn’t work!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the items in his backpack were locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was probably part of the “restrictions” mentioned earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the five guys in the room had started to close in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce laid down flat, deciding to just take the beating—might as well rack up some Pain Points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violent rumbling shook the room, like an earthquake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights dimmed, and at the door stood a man built like a f***ing tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the hell are you doing?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You filthy beasts from the House of Beasts—come on, tell me your sins again! I forgot!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five inmates who’d just been oozing bloodlust all froze the moment they saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They trembled from head to toe and instantly dropped into a crouch, hugging their heads, all facing the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Lu Ce remained lying flat on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at the sudden change, he sat up again, looked around, and said impatiently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on? Why’s everyone squatting? Group dump? What kind of activity is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you yelling about?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce looked up—the last sentence was directed at the prison guard by the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guard’s blood-red eyes were staring right back at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hm?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1178,"2026-06-02T09:03:27.233Z",1,"novelbin.me","88c7699a4c8ab16fcefba6259a9f2a944c8d163074de436f5b2d7ea8e765844f","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-224","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-222",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]