novelraw Chapter 224: Probing; House of Beasts
Chapter 224: Probing; House of Beasts
The two locked eyes in the air while the rest of the inmates crouched on the ground, hugging their heads, shivering in fear.
Lu Ce laced his fingers together and swung his legs on the upper bunk, looking at the Black Tower below.
Clang! Clang!
The iron chain door of the prison started rattling, and the main gate slowly opened.
Step... step...
Leather shoes clicked rhythmically on the concrete floor—each step landing like a stomp on the hearts of the inmates.
That intense pressure was like fear carved into their very souls.
No one knew what horrors they’d been through.
At the same time, they started glaring at each other in shock and resentment.
The new foul-mouthed punk behind them clearly had something wrong with him—he still hadn't come down?!Was he looking to die?!
The Prison Guard had already entered. He ignored the squatting crowd around him and stared straight at Lu Ce on the bed, opening his mouth:
"Who are you?"
"Yeah, exactly," Lu Ce nodded his chin at him.
Prison Guard: ?
The guard was momentarily stunned, wondering if his brain had skipped something.
Hadn't he just asked the question?
Now it sounded like Lu Ce had flipped it back at him.
After a brief silence, the guard replied:
"I'm Bronnk."
"Who's Bronnk?" Lu Ce asked again.
"Bronnk is me."
"Then you sure talk a lot of sh*t."
The inmates still crouched on the ground were all dumbfounded.
They turned around in shock to stare at the guy wearing the Pink Mask, clearly courting death.
Was he actually insane?!
In all their time here, they had never seen a Prison Guard chit-chat. They didn’t even know the guy’s name was Bronnk.
What the hell was this lunatic doing?!
Realizing he'd just been insulted, the guard froze, then stepped forward—a wave of pressure crashing in.
"What did you just say? So, who are you?"
"You ever heard of Guo Degang?" Lu Ce replied.
"Nope. Who's that?" The guard looked confused.
"Guo Degang is Yue Yunpeng’s master."
"And who's Yue Yunpeng?"
"Yue Yunpeng is Guo Degang’s disciple."
"So... what does that have to do with you?"
"Nothing. I’m just messing with an idiot."
The taunt finally pushed the Prison Guard over the edge—his body swelled up, muscles bulging like rocks beneath his uniform.
"What now? You puffed yourself up like a f**king balloon?" Lu Ce still didn't let up, but jumped down from the bed.
At the same time, the Prison Guard stepped right up to him.
He swung a punch straight at Lu Ce’s face, but Lu Ce raised his arm to block—two arms collided midair like iron hammers.
From just one clash, Lu Ce could tell: this guy’s physical combat strength wasn’t below his own.
No wonder he was said to be one of the three untouchables in the prison.
But soon, Lu Ce noticed something off—a wave of weakness swept over him.
His right hand, which had been holding back the guard’s arm, suddenly felt limp.
His whole body felt drained, like his strength was being siphoned away.
A moment later, the guard’s punch slammed into his stomach.
Thud!
With a muffled sound, Lu Ce's body folded like a flip phone and was sent flying backward.
He crashed through several bunks along the way before slamming into the wall like a curled-up shrimp.
【Chosen of Agony, Pain Points +3!】
A familiar system prompt rang in his ears. Behind the Pink Mask, Lu Ce's face showed confusion.
What the hell?
That feeling wasn’t wrong. There shouldn’t be a huge power gap between him and this guy...
So what was that dizziness that completely shut down his ability to fight back?
He didn’t feel any pain. Even embedded in the wall like a shrimp, he didn’t think much of it.
Was this... another Prison Restriction?
After the last game, the higher-ups and analysts from every major organization had been watching the gameplay footage of Sin.
Seeing this brutal opening beatdown had many of them frowning.
Was this how the Strongest Player operated—so reckless?
The game’s requirements had been clear: don’t provoke the Prison Guard. And yet here he was, picking a fight without hesitation.
Fine, provoke him. But you got insta-killed?!
Meanwhile, the squatting inmates all let out mocking sneers, turning their heads toward the figure in the rubble.
Knew it. These loudmouth newbies never—
But just as they were gloating, their sneers froze mid-face.
Clatter!
With a burst of noise, shattered bed boards clattered to the ground as the guy who should’ve been dead stood up.
The Pink Mask walked out of the smoke, casually yanking a broken iron bar from his thigh.
Shhh!
Blood sprayed out in a stream—nearly hitting the closest inmate’s face.
Clang!
He flung the iron shard at the Prison Guard’s head, making a sharp metallic ring.
"Didn’t eat breakfast? Useless."
"Why the h*ll did I go limp when you hit me? You got some kind of nasty lower-body disease you passed on to me?"
Seeing this guy take a punch and walk it off like nothing, the Prison Guard was stunned.
Then Lu Ce started spouting filth again, completely breaking the guard’s composure—he started to step forward once more.
Lu Ce met him head-on.
He had wanted to test exactly what kind of "untouchable" this game was warning about.
But just two steps in, the Prison Guard suddenly halted.
Whipping around, he shouted at the others:
"Time’s up."
"Have you decided... what your Sin is?"
Everyone watching the show was dumbstruck.
Like someone flipped a switch, they all started wailing—racing to confess as if being late would cost them their lives.
"I shouldn’t have beaten that woman’s kid to death! But he hit me first, and she joined in too! It’s not all my fault!"
"We were just trying to teach that brat a lesson in school—pushing his head into water for five minutes tops! He only started bleeding 'cause he struggled!"
"My... my son paid to marry that woman! He went to jail, and I just let her remarry someone else to recoup the money—what’s wrong with that?! She refused, so I starved her a few days..."
They all scrambled to yell over each other, a mess of voices wailing and screeching.
Lu Ce’s head started to hurt just listening.
But slowly, he began to understand—why this place was called the House of Beasts...