Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough

Chapter 694: A Cruel One-for-One, The Awakening of Sloth

Those final words sounded like murmurs in a dream, quietly whispering as if spoken to the person before her.

But the person before her did not respond to any of it, just like throughout the entire game night yesterday.

Sloth: zZZ......

He simply bowed his head and slept, not knowing how long he intended to stay asleep, allowing the fairly high-grade long spear to press against his neck, even carving a long line of blood.

Yet he still did not wake, looking as if he’d been left to the slaughter.

Xue Zou clearly sensed that Feng Wang’s condition was off, and she glanced back at Xie Antong, only to find that Xie Antong’s expression was equally striking.

What does this mean? … You still can’t bring yourself to do it?

Hearing Feng Wang’s earlier words, which sounded like a self-expose, several of the “Heroes” were starting to get restless.

They were not like Xue Zou, who had already suffered a mental violation last night. Many of them still felt this secret could be kept a bit longer.

So voices rose and fell, unusually active for the daytime game segment.“What nonsense are you talking about?”

“What do you mean dagger? Are you even sober right now?”

“Feng Wang, why would you turn on your teammate?”

But even as they spoke, they lacked the full conviction to back their words.

After all, Feng Wang’s earlier statement was a similarly soul-piercing accusation for them.

Feng Wang did not respond at all. Her eyes were filled with deep sorrow, a kind of grief that felt familiar to Xie Antong.

The princess from that ruined world, toyed with by the God of Lust.

The Creator sealed in prison, half-mad and half-awake.

And Jiang Yuan, whose previous world was destroyed and who ultimately failed.

Their gazes had all shown this same kind of sorrow.

That sorrow made even Xie Antong, who was tapping into Pleasure’s divine power, unconsciously let her upturned mouth fall.

Feng Wang seemed to sink into some memory, holding the long spear horizontally without stabbing, muttering to herself.

“If only they had believed me back then like you do...”

Her eyes replayed her former world, then she quickly contradicted herself.

“No, sigh, I was just too weak. It has nothing to do with other things.”

The more she spoke, the more her hand holding the spear trembled. Finally her fingers loosened and the spear clattered onto the floor, as if she was voluntarily giving up everything.

Clang.

The metallic texture of the spear rang crisply against the floorboards, like pearls falling onto a jade plate.

“Forget it, how could I strike my teammate.”

“Besides, I knew from the start it was pointless.”

Feng Wang gave a bitter laugh, then turned and scanned the crowd, fixing her gaze on Xie Antong.

“Have you figured everything out?”

Xie Antong didn’t answer, only tugging at the corner of her mouth in vexation.

“Tsk, so you... can’t bring yourself to do it?”

“I really didn’t expect that.”

“You are from the same world,” Feng Wang said to Xie Antong. “Do you want him dead that badly?”

“I still can’t strike a comrade who’s willing to entrust their life to me.”

Xie Antong: .......

You still think you could kill him at any moment?

Yet even with that mindset, you never actually tried...

“Indeed, we’ve pretty much pieced it together. It’s nothing more than another setup the Game made.”

“You eight are just Troublemakers, right? If you win the Game it doesn’t really matter to you. Of course, since we’re all players internally you probably know you can’t win. What you need to do is kill us.”

“But what promise did this Game actually give you? What benefit do you get after killing us?”

This time, in front of everyone, Xie Antong finally made these words public.

She earned six pairs of shocked eyes, not unlike the look Xue Zou gave her last night.

How did she know!?

Feng Wang was also surprised that Xie Antong knew so much, but even with her mind she couldn’t analyze why.

“I didn’t expect you could guess so much.”

“That’s right, the Game’s extra task for us is to kill our matched partners.”

“Then you can return to the world that was destroyed before, and keep a sliver of hope to save the past.”

Feng Wang explained candidly, and the other “Heroes” were too stunned to stop her.

In truth, they didn’t want to stop it either.

The answer was not complex, and once revealed, arguing felt pointless.

“That’s it?” Xie Antong was a bit taken aback.

That counts as a benefit? A vague, ephemeral hope?

Compared to that, the concessions the Game made to Lu Ce really were considerable.

But she quickly understood—an utterly desperate savior, watching their world collapse, can be held by even the faintest hope.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere around the round table grew tense, with a streak of murderous coldness.

After Feng Wang’s self-expose, no other “Hero” made excuses or rebuttals; everyone fell strikingly silent.

Heads were bowed, and the air seemed to brew with killing intent. A single spark could set off the powder keg at any moment.

“This is a lie!”

Suddenly someone shouted, breaking the silence. Jiang Yuan sprang to his feet.

“The promises they made you are fake, just steps for them to achieve their goals. They will never give you what you want.”

“Hope is bait to get you to bite. Don’t you all see that!?”

Jiang Yuan, having the most similar experience to them, felt this most acutely.

Of course they understood—everyone understood perfectly!

But reality was helpless. Even knowing the hope was false, it was at least still a hope.

“Master!”

Suddenly Jiang Yuan turned and shouted toward Sloth, who had been asleep for who knew how long.

Feng Wang shook her head; she thought he wouldn’t wake up. She’d tried many times already.

Besides, she had given up on taking action, only wrestling inside with guilt over her past world.

But at that moment, she was surprised: the fellow who had been asleep actually woke up at Jiang Yuan’s call.

“What shouting? Don’t you know I get grumpy when I wake up?”

Saying that, he sleepily picked up the long spear from the floor, then felt his neck.

“Oh my, he’s actually not dead. How strange, this is a bit troublesome. How can you actually bear to hold back?”

“No choice, it seems...” He raised his head and looked up at the sky, wordlessly staring at the Arbitrator.

“We’ll still have to deal with you.”