Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 691: Sorry, I'm not actually that weak

Tonight had seen far too many reversals, and Xue Zou was starting to feel her brain couldn't keep up.

After talking for so long, after dismantling the game's puzzle, this utterly unfathomable player before her was actually saying she wanted to help her?

The sheer leap in that train of thought...

Moreover, should she believe her? What was truly going on in her mind, what was real, what was a lie meant to deceive her, Xue Zou could no longer tell at all.

And even if what she said held no hidden truths, in this game, it was ultimately meaningless...

Looking at Xie Antong with a complex gaze, Xue Zou didn't know how to respond.

"You..."

"Alright, as I thought." Xie Antong turned her head away and let out a long sigh.

"Your reaction just now wasn't hesitation or doubt, but a complete sense of helplessness."

"It seems, whether I defect or not, doesn't really matter to you all.""In other words, the eight of you aren't very concerned with the 'winning or losing' of the game, are you? You have some other, unique mission."

Xue Zou couldn't take it anymore. She leaped back a step, nearly stepping right over the boundary and falling into the void.

"What are you saying?!"

She never, ever expected the other party could even guess something like this!

Was she a monster? Or did she already know these rules herself?

"How could you possibly... is your own identity special? You knew everything from the start, didn't you?"

"How could you possibly guess these things for no reason at all."

Xue Zou's voice began to tremble slightly. An intense feeling of fear enveloped her, making her want to take action right now.

Her palm opened, and a long sword materialized in her hand.

Yet, as her composure crumbled, Xie Antong seemed to relax considerably.

It seemed the process of unraveling and analyzing the contradictions of this game was almost complete.

Thus, she continued:

"Actually, it wasn't for no reason. Many of the things you told me earlier contained information."

"For example, when I asked you before why you thought the Troublemaker would know the Players' game was sure to win."

"At that time, to cover up the secret that you and the others were the Troublemakers, you said it might be because they received different tasks, maybe they were informed about this aspect."

Xie Antong never stood up from beginning to end, nor did she release any fighting intent.

She just stared fixedly at Xue Zou and kept talking.

"However, according to psychology, before a person lies, they must first get past the barrier in their own mind."

"You need to make your own heart believe first, or be certain you won't be exposed, to make your tone as natural as possible when lying."

"So, many people don't completely fabricate lies; they try to stay as close to reality as possible, drawing material from real events to process into the lie."

"Therefore, you, as a Troublemaker, truly did hear a different voice."

"Winning or losing holds no meaning for you, does it? Did the game tell you to... kill us!"

"Your killing intent is too heavy, and sometimes you're too hasty."

Listening to the voice constantly ringing in her ears, feeling all her secrets being peeled away layer by layer until everything was laid bare, Xue Zou began to break down.

"Stop talking..." Clenching the long sword in her hand, Xue Zou said with a trembling voice.

"How did They speak to you? What benefits did They promise?"

"Your world has been destroyed... did They offer an extra chance for your world?"

"I told you to stop talking..."

How could Xie Antong pay any heed to such words? Instead, she spoke faster and faster.

"Have you considered that They might be deceiving you? If it's not a definite objective, it's likely a lie."

"How exactly are you supposed to kill us? How many do you need to kill for there to be a reward for you?"

Xue Zou suddenly jerked her head up, her eyes now completely bloodshot.

Before today's game, she had already undergone countless sessions of inner scrutiny and struggle. At this moment, she simply had no way to face these questions.

"I'm sorry!"

After a voice filled with thick, heavy sorrow rang out, Xue Zou's figure transformed into a bolt of lightning, charging at Xie Antong with her sword.

"Sigh."

Xie Antong let out a long sigh. Watching the sharp coldness before her, she made no move.

Only a flicker of reminiscence passed through her eyes.

......

Feng Wang recalled what Blank had told her earlier and had been standing stiffly in the room for a long time.

Didn't she also tell her that this "Sin" had very low self-defense capability when asleep?

What did she mean by saying that? Did she want her to kill him?

And how did she know about this weakness?

Hmm, being players from the same world, it's reasonable for her to know.

But, such an obvious weakness... if they all knew about it too, wouldn't that be a bit strange?

During the previous night, why didn't they exploit this weakness and send someone to attack?

She wasn't very smart. Thinking back on these things, she still couldn't figure it out.

But she knew who she was, and she knew why she had come here.

Xie Antong's judgment was not wrong. These eight Heroes were the eight [Troublemakers].

Feng Wang also had her own assigned kill mission.

This person... when asleep, truly has no self-defense capability at all?

With a complex expression, Feng Wang lowered her head, looking at the dark green mask before her.

Inside her heart, her conscience and her inner convictions were tearing at each other wildly, tormenting her soul.

"Are you awake? You've slept long enough."

"Actually, I lied to you. I'm not your teammate. I'm the Troublemaker. In this game, I'm here to kill you."

"I'll give you two more minutes. If you still don't wake up, then I'll have to take action directly."

"It's really not right for a strong person like you to die at the hands of a teammate you trusted."

Feng Wang spoke, as if trying to wake Sloth up.

Yet, Sloth remained motionless.

Two minutes later, she slowly raised her arm. In her hand was a long spear, its tip aimed at Sloth's neck, as if ready to pierce through at any moment.

"I'm sorry..."

She said the same words as Xue Zou.

......

At this moment, in Xie Antong's room.

Frost surged on the floorboards floating in the void. Xue Zou's long sword and her entire person were enveloped in ice and snow.

And in her shocked eyes, a tall, slender figure was stepping on her sword, looking down at her from above.

"Sorry, but actually, I'm not that weak either."