Pain Immunity: Worried the Villains Aren’t Twisted Enough-Chapter 42: You Seem Able to Commit Suicide, Kirk’s Hypnosis

Lu Ce’s expression shifted beneath the mask—countless smiling and serious faces rotated and morphed until finally, it settled into calm.
“Ah! Aaaah! I don’t know, what abuse? Who abused me? Who are you? I don’t know!”
Only at this moment did Wang Ao seem like someone had flipped a switch—rambling madly, his words completely incoherent.
Whether it was Lu Ce or the spectators watching the livestream, they all knew that the question just now had struck deep into the soul.
Bang!
Without a word, Lu Ce stepped forward and kicked the guy to the ground.
“What’s your name? Did I ask you that? I haven’t even asked yet!”
“Huh?” Wang Ao looked up, dazed, seeming weak, pitiful, and helpless. “Didn’t you just ask?”
“What the h**l are you talking about?” Lu Ce said, raising his foot in a threatening gesture.
“N-no-no! Whatever you say goes!” Wang Ao quickly replied. With his mind completely shattered, he now showed the weakest side of himself he’d ever had in his life.
His eyes no longer held the madness and ferocity from before—it was clear that Lu Ce had broken his spirit.
Caught between confusion and fear, he’d drift into a dazed state every now and then.
“What did you ask? You asked… no, wait, meds, k*ll me… let me go.”
His words didn’t even form proper sentences, showing just how messed up his mind was.
“Dear Mr. Qin, if you really want to die, haven’t you always had that iron shard on you?”
“Why don’t you just commit suicide?”
Wang Ao: ?!
In an instant, his eyes sharpened, suddenly clear—like he’d woken from a long dream.
He’d never once thought about that before, and now that Lu Ce asked, he found it strange—why hadn’t he?
Before Lu Ce brought it up, it was like the very idea didn’t exist in his brain at all, as if it had been wiped clean.
“Yeah… I guess I can commit suicide.”
He stared straight at the iron shard in his hand, slowly getting tempted. The light in his eyes flickered with struggle.
“Why… why not just die… once I’m dead, everything ends.”
Just as he was battling his own chaotic thoughts, his vision blurred—
The iron shard in his hand was gone.
He looked up and saw it already in Lu Ce’s hand. Somehow, he’d snatched it away without warning.
“Hey, classmate, how can you be playing with a blade in class? I’m confiscating this.”
Wang Ao: ?!
Wait, what?! Weren’t you the one who just said I could consider suicide?!
You got a f***ing screw loose or what? Can I die or not?!
Grimacing, Wang Ao’s nerves were like a steel wire, bent back and forth mercilessly by Lu Ce—
Clearly about to snap.
He lunged forward, only to be kicked down by Lu Ce again. Stepping on him, Lu Ce said:
“Don’t scream. I just remembered what I wanted to ask you.”
A serious expression appeared on Lu Ce’s mask, and Wang Ao’s expression followed suit, turning serious.
And the next question made Wang Ao seriously consider slamming into a wall to end it all.
“So, if you had actually committed suicide just now, would that mean this prison gained a suicide, or lost one?”
“And now that I’ve taken your blade, doesn’t that mean I just saved your life?”
“A life-saving grace is like a second father. So can I count as your dad now?”
“Looks like what I feel for you is fatherly love…”
Wang Ao: ………
Let it all burn.
The spectators watching the livestream were already losing it.
【: Poor Wang Ao, getting tormented over and over—no way he’s dying a normal death now.】
【: Tsk, but seriously, is it gaining a suicide or losing one… kinda makes sense both ways.】
【: Don’t overthink it, guys. Any more and you’ll go crazy too.】
【: Honestly, the Masked Man’s side always gets the most intel. Seems important, but they never manage to dig deep.】
【: Clearly can’t dig deeper—Wang Ao’s spilled a ton of info, but he breaks down every time they talk, or just doesn’t know. Something’s clearly off.】
【: Let’s check out what’s going on with Kirk. That foreign guy seems pretty good. Looks like he’s already got a bunch of info.】
In Long Liu’s room, Kirk, who had already built up a decent level of trust, was now full-on brainwashing mode.
He’d fed all six pills he managed to pry out of Lu Ce’s mouth to Long Liu.
As for the food, Kirk didn’t think it mattered—garbage like that wasn’t worth eating. He didn’t care if these Game patients were starving.
As long as he could get a Perfect Completion, that was all that mattered.
At the moment, he had pushed his mental interference ability to the max, gently coaxing with his voice, while holding something that looked like a pocket watch, swinging it back and forth.
It was his hypnotic tool—not a Game Item, just something he normally used.
To bring it in, he actually used Lu Ce’s “carry-it-on-you” method.
As for how he “carried” something like that on him… well, he, uh, tucked it…
No need to elaborate.
“You said just now that you’re innocent, right?”
Kirk asked. This was info Jiu Tian had shared earlier, and he was using it to guide the conversation.
“Yes…” Long Liu sat on the floor obediently, like a dazed child.
“And you said you came later? The ones before you were the guilty ones, and this place is a prison.”
“Yes…”
“But when entering the asylum, there’s always an order in time. What does ‘came later’ mean? Are you saying the ones before you are all guilty?”
Long Liu shook his head weakly and replied,
“No, it’s not that. The ones before… were already guilty from the beginning! We came in later, came in after…”
Kirk furrowed his brows, thinking hard—something felt off.
If that’s the case, then the people in this asylum might be split into two groups.
Whether this was key intel or not, and what the basis of that split was, remained unclear.
“The ones you’re talking about before you—were they locked up for crimes or because they were mental patients?”
“Yes…”
“Then you—your group—the ones who came later, why were you brought in?”
“Me? Why did I come in…”
Suddenly, Long Liu’s state turned weird—he looked like he was about to explode.
Kirk’s mental interference started to backfire, as something in the depths of Long Liu’s mind surged like a tidal wave!
“Aaaahhhh!”
Without warning, Long Liu opened his mouth wide and roared furiously at Kirk.
Kirk, already on edge, instantly jumped back with his watch in hand, retreating to the corner of the wall.
【Lunch time is over. All Players, please return to the Initial Rest Area!】