Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 433: Separate Actions, the Game Begins to Change

The words in her ear were crystal clear. Xie Antong felt that the other party had pulled her into that frantic spinning just to deliver this single sentence.

When the spinning finally stopped, she was still digesting the meaning of those words when she looked up and saw another version of herself.

Black long hair, helmet, identical appearance—even the expressions were remarkably similar.

Staring at this mirror-image face, Xie Antong immediately felt a wave of dizziness.

So this is how it is...

This is way too similar!

Although she had previously participated in games with Jealousy and knew about this ability, seeing the other transform into her and appear right before her eyes...

This feeling was still rather peculiar.

Last time, she had just used voice imitation to temporarily replace the Despair Divine Envoy, and now, after just one short game, this Real and Fake Monkey King scenario was playing out on her.

"You...""Is this amusing? How many times are you going to play this trick?" one of the Blanks spoke up.

"Thief crying 'stop thief'..." the other Blank also wore an unpleasant expression.

After this brief exchange, both fell into silence, staring intently at each other with grave expressions.

This imitation actually replicated the personality perfectly too!

Blank, upon knowing that "Sin" had imitated her, would definitely understand that engaging with the other was pointless and would certainly quiet down first to strategize.

So both were now completely silent, frowning as they watched each other.

The surrounding observers—the Black Man and several others who didn't know "Sin" well—were staring in astonishment at the two identical individuals before them.

What kind of spot-the-difference game was this?

Completely identical appearances, even identical personalities and speech patterns—absolutely no distinction could be made.

The real and fake Blanks stood in confrontation, both restraining themselves, neither speaking.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want the game to continue properly, not have you randomly transform to disrupt the game like this."

"......"

Their dialogue showed no flaws, completely like a single person talking to themselves. The frantic Jealousy from just minutes ago seemed to have vanished into thin air.

[Bro, this acting ability is way too strong—one of these has to be "Sin"!?]

[Lol, last time with this color mask I saw it too, but back then "Sin's" personality was almost immediately recognizable as different. Now I can't see any distinction at all.]

[Is this what understanding looks like?! Don't love too much, both expired sugar and rival sugar are so sweet!]

[Get that love-struck brain out of here!]

...

Inside the game, Sun looked at the two Blanks before him and suddenly burst into loud laughter.

"Hahahaha! I knew it, I wasn't used to you playing the game properly today."

"This is more like it! If you don't do something unusual, I'd find it boring."

"But well, seems like the current situation is actually quite simple."

As he spoke, flames erupted from his entire body, instantly transforming him into a powder keg. Fire tongues flickered in his eyes as he immediately entered combat mode.

His hands raised upward, and almost instantly, a massive fireball appeared in his palms, hurling directly toward both of them!

Wouldn't hitting them reveal which one is stronger?

Boom!

Amid the explosion, the game's voice sounded simultaneously.

[The tour guide is protected during the game.]

After the explosion, both emerged completely unscathed.

Within the burning flames, two identical faces turned in unison, looking at Sun with a certain tacit understanding.

They spoke simultaneously:

"Do you really think it could be that simple?"

Then, with remarkable synchronization, they looked at each other in surprise before simultaneously speaking again.

"How did you manage it this time?"

What Lu Ce was thinking, nobody knew right now, but Xie Antong—she was genuinely shocked.

She never would have imagined that the person before her could imitate even the personality so well, so synchronously, that even she felt like she was looking in a mirror.

This was clearly not right—last time's Jealousy Mask definitely didn't have this level of skill. What changed this time?

The two Xie Antongs suspiciously looked at each other, narrowed their eyes, and turned their gaze to the remaining six tourists.

"Regardless, the game still needs to continue." (In unison.)

"Next attraction: Rapids Ride."

"Next attraction: Carousel."

As expected.

Wordweaver-White frowned. Indeed, the real and fake tour guides had diverged in their plans for the next step.

What kind of illness has this "Sin" contracted again? But from what just happened, whenever he has these episodes, there should be a purpose behind them.

"How can this work? What are they doing?" nearby, the Black Man complained in broken accent.

"Stop messing around. No matter what, we should follow the real tour guide for this game, right?"

"If we follow Sin, wouldn't that mean we have no purpose at all, just wandering around aimlessly?"

The Black Man's words were quite direct, but they expressed what most were thinking. They genuinely couldn't understand it.

Sin's behavior was completely about harming his own side while also harming himself—no purpose could be discerned at all.

"Right, so actually I'm quite puzzled too," Blank Number One said calmly. "Choose whoever you want. It would be best if you all believe him—that works in my favor."

"I don't know what illness he's having, but what he said is what I wanted to say too," Blank Number Two immediately followed up.

"Perfect timing. We just finished one game without any reductions in your numbers. If he can actively help me reduce your numbers, I'd really thank him for that."

Then, both crossed their arms, looking coldly at everyone before speaking simultaneously again.

"So, regardless, you choose for yourselves. You'll bear the consequences. Once you've chosen, we'll immediately split into separate groups."

Looking at these two indifferent individuals before them, both seemingly hoping the [tourists] would choose the other person, the several players immediately felt their heads swelling!

That saying was indeed true: any game with "Sin" is top-tier torture. Sin always finds ways to torture you before the game itself gets the chance.

The game rules weren't even clear yet, and they were already dealing with this nonsense. Several players were grinding their teeth in frustration.

This game was starting to change flavor again!

Sun's flame armor gradually covered his body. It seemed he had been holding back for quite some time and wanted to take action.

Suddenly, a hand rested on his shoulder. Wordweaver-White stood beside him, speaking seriously:

"Wait a moment first."

Then he closed his eyes and began to chant.

"Friend, I've genuinely encountered difficulty here and need your help."

"If you can lend a hand, please do. I can definitely pay the price."

"See how much mana I have left—use it as you wish. But right now, I need to know: which of them is stronger?!"