[{"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-233":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},687817,922,"Chapter 233: Misleading Clue—Maybe Someone’s Turned Into Me","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-233",233,"\u003Cp>From the outside, the Warden looked like a gloomy little old man. Right now, he was staring at Lu Ce with a dangerous expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes weren’t just venomous—they even showed a hint of shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He truly hadn’t expected that someone would dare barge into his room, not say a word to him, and just turn on the lights!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How long had it been since someone dared act this boldly in front of him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so caught off guard that he momentarily forgot what he should say in a situation like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, that prison guard just walked right over. Before he could even react, the guy was already standing beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warden: ?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up in a daze at the big guy standing in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce was standing right next to him, scanning him up and down with a face full of disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other man was an exceptionally frail old geezer, looking almost like a dried-up corpse—no telling how long he’d been alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the Warden was about to speak, Lu Ce cut him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You should get more exercise, get some fresh air. This room’s pitch dark like a tomb—feels like you’ve laid down in a grave before you’ve even died.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're getting up there in age too. No rush, but don’t just hole up here every day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You smell like an old man. How about taking a shower?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Lu Ce even reached out and patted him on the shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he walked back to the other side, grabbed a chair, and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warden hadn’t even gotten a single word in from start to finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, the Jealousy Mask really did have a talent for pissing people off. The Warden was already red with rage in just a few minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wrinkles on his face—which already looked like tree bark—twisted into an even uglier expression as he finally said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You… this is how you talk to me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\" Lu Ce blinked. \"You mean I didn’t used to talk like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I guess I must’ve been too nice to you before.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warden: ?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you eat gunpowder or something?! Do you even realize I’m your superior?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Superior, huh? What, you gonna give me a raise? A promotion? Fire me? Go ahead, fire me if you’ve got the guts.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce looked like he didn’t give a d*mn, tossing both feet right up on the Warden’s desk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fire me? Like I care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fire you? No one leaves this place alive, and you know it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warden’s eye twitched furiously as he stared at those feet practically on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t hold back anymore and threatened him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You wanna kill me?\" Lu Ce laid it all out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve worked here for years with no insurance, no benefits, forget about year-end bonuses. Oh right, old man, when are you paying this month’s salary?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warden: ???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brain short-circuited. Was he dreaming? Did he not wake up properly this morning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Insurance and benefits?! What the hell are you talking about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You couldn’t really blame him for being confused. That kind of talk was completely out of place in this prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a gang of hardened criminals talking about paying social security contributions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly someone’s here to mess with him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get your damn feet off my desk!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warden shouted, his voice sharp like nails on a chalkboard—piercing and grating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the temperature in the room seemed to plummet, as if the killing intent had turned tangible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce changed his posture, crossing one leg over the other, no longer putting his feet right in the Warden’s face. While doing so, he muttered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Chill, chill. I’ll put ‘em down, no need to give yourself a heart attack.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want from me?\" The Warden suppressed his murderous rage. Clearly this prison guard’s status wasn’t ordinary—anyone else would’ve been dead by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wanted to talk to you about someone. Bit odd.\" Lu Ce didn’t even look at him, casually picking at his fingernails, totally indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gesture triggered another coughing fit from the Warden, who’d been on an emotional rollercoaster since Lu Ce walked in—getting provoked nonstop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A new guy showed up in the prison today. You know about that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh?\" To Lu Ce’s surprise, the Warden actually looked shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really? So what? Newbies show up all the time. Nothing to worry about.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t worry about that stuff. Just follow procedure. Every day, fill the quotas and keep up with the feeding. That’s all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeding?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce made a mental note of that word, though he kept a blank face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, but this one’s a little different. Bit of a nutcase.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Warden raised his head slightly. He’d never heard the prison guard mention anyone like this before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I asked him what his crime was. He said he was the crime. Then he had the balls to attack me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?!\" The Warden was stunned, forgetting his earlier rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He attacked you? Did you kill him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the Warden’s surprise, the prison guard shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. I already used today’s quota. Just cleaned out someone from that room and sent ‘em for feeding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That line was actually Lu Ce testing what “feeding” meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Warden didn’t answer—just nodded darkly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, where is the guy now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s not bad. Could actually go a few rounds with me. Of course, I still took him down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But—he cut me. Got my blood. Then said he’d remember my face and was gonna come after me. Looked pissed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought it was weird. If he was really that badass, why didn’t he just keep attacking? So I figured I’d give you a heads-up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And also, I tossed my baton under the bed during the fight. Feels kinda embarrassing to crawl and get it. Think you can issue me a new one?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce subtly led the Warden in the wrong direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t directly say, “I think someone turned into me.” That would sound too suspicious, like he knew too much—people would get suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if the real prison guard ever met the Warden face to face...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then this old man would definitely remember today’s conversation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud slap on the desk snapped the Warden out of his thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m talking to you—can I get my damn baton reimbursed or not? I don’t have one right now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He figured he might as well milk the situation a bit more.\u003C\u002Fp>",1085,"2026-06-02T09:03:27.233Z",1,"novelbin.me","3cfcf2bd4b4b7365199bbc0b2a263b116fee3ac56f9a5b5ebaea40552e5ec9c0","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-234","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-232",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]