[{"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-50":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},687784,922,"Chapter 50: Who Told You He Is the Host?","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-50",50,"\u003Cp>As Kirk continued speaking, Lu Ce still didn’t say a word. The expression on his mask kept rapidly changing, like playing with Sichuan opera face-changing, making people’s eyes go blurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red light in the hallway behind them started flashing faster and faster, and now the entire corridor had turned a blood-red color, even losing its flicker, with the light blending into one oppressive, suffocating atmosphere!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk didn’t speak anymore, his eagle-like eyes locked onto the red mask in front of him, waiting for Lu Ce’s reaction and the next move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh... heh...\" A low, hoarse laugh came from beneath the red mask, like the friction of rotting wood against a saw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems I wasn’t wrong...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The red light has been flashing for five minutes...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Lu Ce spoke, but what he said was completely irrelevant to Kirk's accusation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t even address Kirk’s claim!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: \"Think?\" It’s hard to believe that verb came from him.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: If it’s Masked Guy, then why can we still see the livestream from Masked Guy's perspective? Isn’t that a player’s livestream?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: Ugh, this is troublesome. My brain can’t process it, and what’s with those players locked in there for years? Is that true?】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: Every time I think about trying the game, the difficulty of Hell Mode immediately makes me rethink it.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce’s words didn’t spark any real discussion. The crowd was used to the mumbling of a madman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one intended to analyze anything from the ramblings of a crazy person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Blank: I suggest you all pay close attention now.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Blank: Last time during the game, when everyone thought this big shot had gone crazy, he was actually the most clear-headed.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Blank: I’m looking forward to his next move.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【: Hmm? Blank, why are you so late this time...】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how the spectators judged it, Jiu Tian, who had spent an entire day with Lu Ce, could clearly feel something was wrong now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’s something mysterious about people, called aura, presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, when you stand next to certain people, you can’t help but feel some fear because their aura crushes you, putting you in a disadvantaged position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce’s aura right now was the most chaotic and unstable it had been since entering the game, with a powerful oppressive feeling, like a child facing a heavyweight boxing champion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the words coming out of his mouth seemed to be the clearest and most rational since entering the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed the spirit beneath the red mask had become somewhat lucid...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you thinking?\" Jiu Tian took the initiative to ask Lu Ce. Up until now, he didn’t agree with Kirk’s assumptions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although logically it didn’t seem too unreasonable, but Lu Ce had a name card!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the game started, he clearly saw Lu Ce pull out that golden name card from his pants, this was his own brother!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could this really be a conspiracy? That doesn’t seem likely...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m thinking...\" Lu Ce said, then burped, as if having eaten too much. \"I’m thinking, what’s the punishment?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This left everyone stunned, not knowing what he was getting at.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What punishment? Didn’t the game say that when the red light flashes, if you don’t enter the hospital room, something bad will happen?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But... nothing’s happened, hahaha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hoarse laugh came from beneath Lu Ce’s red mask, and his expression finally twisted into a perverted smile as he looked at Tom, the robot, who had been standing there motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think? Why hasn’t there been any punishment?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom: ?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【...】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom’s mechanical body seemed to stiffen a little more, but he didn’t say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk continued:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve already become the final target. What’s there to punish?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whether you’re really insane or just faking it, it’s over...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to continue, Lu Ce suddenly turned his mask toward him for the first time, laughing as he said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe, bro, you smell so good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I agree with your judgment and your analysis of this game, you’re right about everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"At times like this, thinking of possibilities that no previous players considered, that’s fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Darkness under the lamp, also no problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This game’s mystery has always been on the surface, that’s fine...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But, you keep talking about thinking outside the box, yet you’re still bound by the rules.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who made you think... he!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Lu Ce slowly raised his hand and pointed at Tom, the iron-skinned robot, who had been silently standing in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who told you he is the host of this game?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce’s crazy, delirious voice fell, and Jiu Tian felt as if a heavy hammer had just struck his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiu Tian wasn’t the sharpest person, lacking quick wit, but he wasn’t stubborn, and often caught on quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His steps subtly shifted a bit backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk frowned and suddenly laughed, then spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re really out of your mind. He’s the host of this game, that’s what the game said from the start.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Is that so?\" Lu Ce smiled. \"Why don’t you think again, who said that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk’s face was filled with a confident smile. For key issues, his memory was absolutely flawless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could remember every detail of the game, every single...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking back, Kirk’s smile froze on his face. He remembered...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the start of the game, an iron-skinned robot had entered the room and said to everyone...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— \"I am your host for this game, you can call me the Great Tom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This! Was! HIM! HIMSELF!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk swallowed hard, his eyes darkening. Suddenly, he felt things were developing in a way that went beyond his judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the crazy person in front of him who had been out of his mind for two days, he spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop talking nonsense. If the host didn’t say it, then who could have?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Besides, the rules, the background, how to play, wasn’t all provided by him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Ce’s smile grew wider as he retorted, \"Is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk: ...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn, his amazing memory was messing with his mind right now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he said it, he realized!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game rules weren’t from Tom, they were from a mechanical voice with no known origin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The text... appeared on the walls of the initial room...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kirk swallowed again. Before him, the face of the mask-wearing person was bathed in blood-red light, wearing an eerie, twisted smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By his side stood the silent, grim-faced iron-skinned robot, Tom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat poured down Kirk’s face...\u003C\u002Fp>",1080,"2026-06-02T09:03:26.862Z",1,"novelbin.me","f8256f902c7a018036991951a34c8f97fc08f4100e021eebd7095b111a0f099a","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-201","pain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-chapter-49",867,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fpain-immunity-worried-the-villains-aren-t-twiste-cover.jpg"]