[{"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-42":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},687776,922,"Chapter 42: You Seem Able to Commit Suicide, Kirk’s Hypnosis","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-42",42,"\u003Cp>Lu Ce’s expression shifted beneath the mask—countless smiling and serious faces rotated and morphed until finally, it settled into calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah! Aaaah! I don’t know, what abuse? Who abused me? Who are you? I don’t know!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only at this moment did Wang Ao seem like someone had flipped a switch—rambling madly, his words completely incoherent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was Lu Ce or the spectators watching the livestream, they all knew that the question just now had struck deep into the soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, Lu Ce stepped forward and kicked the guy to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s your name? Did I ask you that? I haven’t even asked yet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?” Wang Ao looked up, dazed, seeming weak, pitiful, and helpless. “Didn’t you just ask?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What the h**l are you talking about?” Lu Ce said, raising his foot in a threatening gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes no longer held the madness and ferocity from before—it was clear that Lu Ce had broken his spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caught between confusion and fear, he’d drift into a dazed state every now and then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you ask? You asked… no, wait, meds, k*ll me… let me go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words didn’t even form proper sentences, showing just how messed up his mind was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dear Mr. Qin, if you really want to die, haven’t you always had that iron shard on you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why don’t you just commit suicide?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ao: ?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, his eyes sharpened, suddenly clear—like he’d woken from a long dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d never once thought about that before, and now that Lu Ce asked, he found it strange—why hadn’t he?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Lu Ce brought it up, it was like the very idea didn’t exist in his brain at all, as if it had been wiped clean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah… I guess I can commit suicide.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared straight at the iron shard in his hand, slowly getting tempted. The light in his eyes flickered with struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why… why not just die… once I’m dead, everything ends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was battling his own chaotic thoughts, his vision blurred—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The iron shard in his hand was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up and saw it already in Lu Ce’s hand. Somehow, he’d snatched it away without warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, classmate, how can you be playing with a blade in class? I’m confiscating this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ao: ?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait, what?! Weren’t you the one who just said I could consider suicide?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You got a f***ing screw loose or what? Can I die or not?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grimacing, Wang Ao’s nerves were like a steel wire, bent back and forth mercilessly by Lu Ce—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly about to snap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lunged forward, only to be kicked down by Lu Ce again. Stepping on him, Lu Ce said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t scream. I just remembered what I wanted to ask you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A serious expression appeared on Lu Ce’s mask, and Wang Ao’s expression followed suit, turning serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the next question made Wang Ao seriously consider slamming into a wall to end it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, if you had actually committed suicide just now, would that mean this prison gained a suicide, or lost one?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And now that I’ve taken your blade, doesn’t that mean I just saved your life?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A life-saving grace is like a second father. So can I count as your dad now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like what I feel for you is fatherly love…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ao: ………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let it all burn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spectators watching the livestream were already losing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: Poor Wang Ao, getting tormented over and over—no way he’s dying a normal death now.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: Tsk, but seriously, is it gaining a suicide or losing one… kinda makes sense both ways.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: Don’t overthink it, guys. Any more and you’ll go crazy too.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: Honestly, the Masked Man’s side always gets the most intel. Seems important, but they never manage to dig deep.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: Clearly can’t dig deeper—Wang Ao’s spilled a ton of info, but he breaks down every time they talk, or just doesn’t know. Something’s clearly off.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: Let’s check out what’s going on with Kirk. That foreign guy seems pretty good. Looks like he’s already got a bunch of info.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Long Liu’s room, Kirk, who had already built up a decent level of trust, was now full-on brainwashing mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d fed all six pills he managed to pry out of Lu Ce’s mouth to Long Liu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the food, Kirk didn’t think it mattered—garbage like that wasn’t worth eating. He didn’t care if these Game patients were starving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as he could get a Perfect Completion, that was all that mattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment, he had pushed his mental interference ability to the max, gently coaxing with his voice, while holding something that looked like a pocket watch, swinging it back and forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his hypnotic tool—not a Game Item, just something he normally used.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To bring it in, he actually used Lu Ce’s “carry-it-on-you” method.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for how he “carried” something like that on him… well, he, uh, tucked it…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to elaborate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You said just now that you’re innocent, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk asked. This was info Jiu Tian had shared earlier, and he was using it to guide the conversation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes…” Long Liu sat on the floor obediently, like a dazed child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And you said you came later? The ones before you were the guilty ones, and this place is a prison.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But when entering the asylum, there’s always an order in time. What does ‘came later’ mean? Are you saying the ones before you are all guilty?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Long Liu shook his head weakly and replied,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, it’s not that. The ones before… were already guilty from the beginning! We came in later, came in after…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk furrowed his brows, thinking hard—something felt off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that’s the case, then the people in this asylum might be split into two groups.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether this was key intel or not, and what the basis of that split was, remained unclear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The ones you’re talking about before you—were they locked up for crimes or because they were mental patients?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you—your group—the ones who came later, why were you brought in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me? Why did I come in…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Long Liu’s state turned weird—he looked like he was about to explode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk’s mental interference started to backfire, as something in the depths of Long Liu’s mind surged like a tidal wave!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aaaahhhh!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without warning, Long Liu opened his mouth wide and roared furiously at Kirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk, already on edge, instantly jumped back with his watch in hand, retreating to the corner of the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Lunch time is over. All Players, please return to the Initial Rest Area!】\u003C\u002Fp>",1105,"2026-06-02T09:03:26.862Z",1,"novelbin.me","8aa870b466f3366f9fc51960bd14fd8869b19451b789d4047a13cafd8d2e2133","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-43","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-41",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]