Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 172: Fraud; No.3 Chiyo Eine!

Although it was already nighttime, the words Lu Ce spoke at that moment stirred all of Tokyo into an unusual excitement.

The Chosen’s Game, right? It descended upon Tokyo, everyone knew that.

But without a Hunter, what’s the point?

What is a Hunter?

"Hey, alright, someone might be asking—what exactly is a Hunter?" Lu Ce continued.

"Actually, it's simple. The game says we players are the Prey, and we have to survive the Hunt by Hunters for 24 hours."

"Yeah, that’s it. But now the situation’s changed. In fact, there are no Hunters!"

"And the twist is—Hunters are Prey, and Prey are Hunters!"

"We’re being hunted, but we also have to hunt others. This game is essentially a 100-player battle royale to see who survives in the end."

"That’s the real goal of this game. Come on now, give me some applause."This time, after he finished speaking, “Sin” didn’t do anything else—he started clapping by himself, and the entire sky above Tokyo echoed with “clap clap clap” sounds.

Crowd: ......

“Sun” stood under the Tokyo Tower like some brute, looking up at the sound. Then he suddenly cursed:

"That’s it? He called us over here just to explain that?"

"Must be out of his f***ing mind. He could’ve said this without calling us, couldn’t he?"

Wu Changkong floated in the air on a silver hoverboard, glanced at Sun and said:

"He didn’t actually call us over, you know....."

Sun instantly froze, speechless for a moment—after all, the guy really had just said, “You know where I am.”

Getting a bit flustered and angry, he snapped:

"So what! How does he make that claim—that there are no Hunters!"

Then, from the sky again came a voice, "Hey! Maybe someone’s about to ask again—how can you be sure? What makes you think your judgment is correct?"

Sun: ?

"There are two reasons. The lesser one being, some of us, myself included, never hid our identities from the beginning."

"But not once did any Hunter show up."

"And the main reason is—this is just my deduction. I figured it out, so of course, you’ve got to believe it. No problem at all."

This kind of reasoning clearly didn’t sit well with the crowd. Reno’s brow furrowed deeply, sensing something was off.

"So gathering us here was really just for leisure?" Sun spat on the ground after seeing the guy seemed done talking—completely lacking manners.

"Hey! Maybe now a player’s gonna ask—then why did I reveal my location and lure players over earlier?"

"You motherf***er!" Sun lost it immediately.

"This part’s the simplest, hehehe." An eerie laugh echoed from the Tokyo Tower.

"Because I’m the Hunter. At the top of the food chain. Gathering up all these guys naturally means throwing them in one pot."

"Give me a minute—I’ll go down there and take care of them all."

"Then get the h**l down here already!" Sun cursed from below.

"Also, I suggest everyone, now that you know the game’s true objective, stop hesitating and start making moves."

"Because the mission for Prey has already been issued, and every one of you is also a Hunter~."

"If you can’t even hunt a single Prey, there’ll be a little punishment, heh heh. It is a Hell Mode Game, after all."

"And I believe that among the people here, some are aiming for Perfect Completion. I’m one of them."

"The condition for Perfect Completion is likely: kill the other Prey and survive as the only one left~."

Then, wicked laughter drifted across the sky over Tokyo.

As those words ended, the broadcast cut off. The three people below—instantly—had their expressions change.

Even if what “Sin” said was questionable, even if they didn’t fully believe him.....

But Perfect Completion!

In any game, only one person can achieve Perfect Completion.

After today, the Peak Ranking may just get reshuffled....

In the crowd, Xie Antong was briefly dazed after hearing all this.

"Huh?"

That doesn’t sound right.

Why does it feel like... this isn’t “Sin’s” level?

“Sin’s” interpretation of the game was understandable, but Xie Antong couldn’t help but feel that between the lines of the initial rules, wasn’t there already guidance hinting at this?

Shouldn’t we be questioning whether this is a misdirection?

Also, why did they get someone to read the rules at the beginning? Why did they pick an ordinary person who hadn’t been Chosen? Why use a taxi for pickup? These suspicious details still haven’t been explained.

If we go by “Sin’s” interpretation, then all of that would be meaningless.

"This time, which Mask are you wearing?......"

What’s your goal? Just trying to simplify things? Or am I overthinking?

Or maybe...... fraud?

She couldn’t be sure. But regardless, the objective “Sin” wanted to achieve had already been achieved.

In the center of the plaza, the atmosphere among the three had turned razor-sharp.

After “Sin’s” earlier deconstruction, their relationship had shifted from a fleeting “possible alliance” to deadly competition.

But the outer rings of spectators, several layers deep, didn’t share in this tension—they only found it entertaining.

This was truly a rare event in human history. Supernatural power and actions had descended upon the world, like a festival of chaos.

And the people on stage, including the one who spoke, were all top-ranked globally!

In an instant—cheers, commotion, people swarming. It was as if they didn’t even know what fear was. They just felt the thrill.

Reno furrowed his brow, puzzled.

"Is this what Tokyo citizens are like?"

Sun’s expression grew more and more twisted. He lit a fireball in his hand.

"They’re so f***ing noisy... how about...."

As he spoke, the fireball in his hand swelled violently in the wind! In seconds, it had become a ten-meter-wide miniature sun. He raised it above his head, radiating searing heat!

"If I throw this, it’s gonna be on international news, hahaha!"

Sun suddenly burst into wild laughter. His face twisted into madness. Reno and Wu Changkong both froze.

They hadn’t expected this guy to actually move against ordinary civilians! That was completely unexpected.

Just as Sun was about to throw it, a black pool suddenly formed at his feet. Pitch-black tentacles twisted up and entangled him, locking him in place.

"Bullying the weak?"

"I won’t allow you to harm our citizens on this land."

A cold, clear voice rang out.

A woman in a long black dress stepped forward from the crowd.

——No.3 Chiyo Eine!