[{"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-235":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},687819,922,"Chapter 235: You Have a Plan? Want to See What I Can Do?","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-235",235,"\u003Cp>Taking on the appearance of Scarface, Lu Ce still felt a bit off—he hadn’t exactly made an effort to remember what this guy looked like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just some minor character, a last-minute idea to make use of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But whatever, as long as it wasn’t his own face and looked roughly convincing, that was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as this face could get Scarface killed, and he could achieve his own goals in the process, it’d all be worth it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, no one really knew he could change his face at will—at most, probably just the prison guard, and soon, maybe the Warden too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While there was still time, of course he was going to make the most of this opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wearing Scarface’s mug, he headed straight for the area with the most people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a large courtyard with a bunch of workout equipment, where prisoners were gathered, the atmosphere somber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this was a prison where torture and death could come at any moment—no one here could really stay mentally balanced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was in a completely closed logical loop at this point—pretty much bulletproof.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quick glance around and he confirmed one thing—there were no women here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant Xie Antong wasn’t here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good. It gave him more freedom to move. Otherwise, it’d feel like someone was watching him all the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for whether the Know-it-All Eye would pose a problem... well, nothing he could do about that. Let it watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked into the crowd, randomly grabbed someone and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, did you get fed today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other guy: !?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately yanked his hand away, face twisted in disgust as he cursed:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You sick in the head? Hope you get fed soon!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce walked up to someone else and grabbed them too, asking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You wanna go get fed? What’s it feel like?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F*** off! You got a death wish?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce kept randomly picking people out of the crowd to harass. Every single one cursed at him, but he wasn’t mad. Watching them lose their minds was actually pretty fun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every few minutes, he found himself admiring that envious bastard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gotta admit—when you drop all pretenses and act like a beast, life’s kinda sweet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept asking the same question over and over, trying to figure out what \"feeding\" really meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just asking outright would give him away too quickly. But this insane, lowlife persona? Easy to hide behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeding... definitely not a good thing. Based on the wording, it probably didn’t mean the prisoners were feeding something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More likely, they were the ones being fed—to something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These guys weren’t feeders. They were the feed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But while he was busy interrogating people, someone had been watching him from a distance, quietly deep in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Lu Ce had become completely despised by everyone, the man stepped forward a few steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro, player?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man slipped up beside Lu Ce and whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had sharp instincts—he could tell Lu Ce wasn’t like the rest of these walking corpses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce glanced at him, clearly up to no good, giving him a slow scan from head to toe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man felt super uncomfortable, like he was being sized up at a nightclub. Still, he pressed on:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro, I go by Cutter—that’s my codename. You heard of me? What’s yours?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nice to meet you. You’re a player too, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce looked at him and suddenly shouted:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Player? What player? You like playing games? You can play games in prison?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutter: ?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several people nearby turned to look thanks to Lu Ce’s yelling. Cutter panicked and quickly lowered his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you yelling?! Hey... keep it down!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce yelled even louder: \"Why should I keep it down?! What’s the problem? Being a player’s not shameful! I think it’s great! I’m good at games!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you like to play? I—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutter couldn’t even get a word in. He just wanted to crawl into a hole. He ran off immediately, disappearing into the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sh*t! Got the wrong guy! He’s not a player at all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a damn lunatic! Why the hell is there a psycho in prison? Aren’t they exempt from legal responsibility?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muttering curses in his head, Cutter sulked off to a corner to re-evaluate his escape plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, a familiar scarred face appeared in front of him and said something that twisted his soul:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey bro, I’m a player too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutter: .....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F*** you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoa, what’s with the name-calling? You sure you’re not the psycho here?\" Lu Ce patted him on the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutter’s chest heaved, emotions fraying, but he quickly calmed himself—had to stay focused on the bigger picture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment, he said coldly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve got a plan to escape. You in?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I... wait, what?\" Cutter froze. That was it? Just like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the guy’s feral face and manic attitude, Cutter started to hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need to see what you’re capable of. As for me—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No problem. Watch closely.\" Lu Ce cut him off before he could finish and immediately started scanning the crowd for a target.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cutter stared blankly at him, feeling like his brain couldn’t keep up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this guy even listening to him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While he stood there confused, Lu Ce had already walked up to a bald, tatted brute surrounded by a few others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the guy in the center was the ringleader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were hogging a section of gym equipment, lifting weights like clockwork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifting weights in prison? So disciplined. Lu Ce had to respect that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked right up and said to the boss:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, do you know me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who the f*** are you?\" the brute squinted, sneering. \"C’mon, let me get to know you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sure thing.\" Lu Ce nodded obediently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then swung a full-power slap straight across the guy’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked brutal, but he’d actually held back just enough not to kill him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SMACK!!\u003C\u002Fp>",993,"2026-06-02T09:03:27.233Z",1,"novelbin.me","12276720e2c02359bdf50f9a518a2ee056a7361e1763197315b813c63e0d9ca3","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-236","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-234",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]