The Great Masked Man Begins a New Round of Torture

"What did you just say?" the patient inside responded, a bit slow to react, asking suspiciously.

"I love you," Lu Ce said again, his mind no longer chaotic, repeating it very naturally.

Huh? o_o ...

One confession, and he'd effectively controlled the other person for over thirty seconds. The patient's mouth hung open, as if something was stuck in his throat, preventing him from speaking.

The previous perverted smile and twisted expression had vanished completely, replaced by a look of utter confusion.

"You... aren't... this..."

[: Awesome, I didn't see this opening coming.]

[: Dropping the big move right at the start, the hard control effect is amazing. Looks like Long Wu was right, the Masked Big Shot just switches out contestants to torment.]

[: Kolk, hurry up and learn! Didn't they say Kolk's skill was Mental Interference? Come see what true top-tier Mental Interference looks like.]

[: Before, it felt like this patient had some semblance of sanity, but now, it's all gone.]

The viewers in Lu Ce's game stream had forgotten the danger of the game at this point, finding it all incredibly amusing.

But the patient in the game didn't find it amusing. He looked at Lu Ce, his expression like he'd eaten shit, and finally couldn't help but ask:

"Why... why?"

Lu Ce naturally closed the door and replied, "Son, you need to understand that true love needs no reason."

The patient had forgotten all the words he'd planned to say, mumbling unconsciously, "True love really needs no reason?..."

"No, why the hell am I thinking about this with you!"

He looked up at Lu Ce with a terrified expression and yelled, "Is there something wrong with your head? Are you crazy?"

"Friend, strictly speaking, you're the one who's crazy," Lu Ce replied earnestly.

The other person: ...

"That... actually makes sense, what you're saying..."

No!

He shook his head violently, slapping his own face. The patient wondered why he always got drawn into this guy's line of reasoning.

He had initially thought his new toy had arrived, but now he felt an inexplicable sense of dread, feeling that this guy was different from everyone else who had come here before.

"Who are you?"

"Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking about others?" Lu Ce responded very politely.

"Who I am, I'm not entirely sure myself..." The patient's eyes were a bit confused, "But you can call me Wang Ao."

"Mm, hello Mr. Zhang, I am Batman, I am Batman!" Lu Ce deliberately lowered his voice, as if clearing his throat, imitating the standard DC pronunciation.

"What the hell?!" The patient's voice clearly went up an octave, "What kind of messed-up nonsense is this."

Slapping his head hard, Wang Ao suspected he'd skipped his medication for two meals and his condition had worsened!

Why did his head feel so unclear today, as if he were seeing hallucinations.

"Alright, let's get straight to the point," Lu Ce said.

"Oh, okay," Wang Ao replied subconsciously, and then that sinister expression returned to his face.

"So, where's the food?" Lu Ce asked.

"Huh?" Wang Ao looked up, dumbfounded. The slight emotion that had been stirred within him was completely shattered.

"What about the food?" Lu Ce spread his hands, as if questioning the other person.

"The food, for some reason, they didn't give me any today," Wang Ao replied innocently, then suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait! Shouldn't you be the one bringing me food?"

"Why?" Lu Ce asked, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

As the saying goes, when your confidence is sky-high, the other person often falters. Wang Ao was left bewildered, seemingly genuinely pondering the question.

Yeah, why indeed...

"Didn't you call me here?" Lu Ce pressed on.

"When did I call you here..."

After Lu Ce entered, he only spoke a few words, but Wang Ao felt like an eternity had passed, his mind a complete mess.

No! I don't want to think about this!

Instantly, Wang Ao, whose head felt as big as a bucket,'s eyes snapped open. His already unstable mental state felt like it was about to explode.

Gritting his teeth, a ferocious aura erupted from his body. He stomped his feet hard, and the entire person stood up.

His gums, streaked with blood, were exposed. The muscles on his face were stretched into thin strands. His entire body twisted with muscle. Judging by his state, he was in much better condition than Long Wu had been previously.

He had fewer chains on him now, with only one thick chain tethering his left leg, giving him much more freedom of movement.

Extending his black fingernails, he pointed at Lu Ce and said, "Kid, stop beating around the bush with me. I'm warning you..."

In the next moment, Lu Ce's figure seemed to flash, appearing right in front of him. The two were face to face, so close they could feel each other's breath.

Wang Ao blinked in surprise. This was the first time he had ever seen someone dare to approach him so boldly!

Was he not afraid of death?!

His pupils constricted, a surge of violence rising within him as he prepared to make a move.

But in the next instant, a strong hand landed on his shoulder.

"Mr. Liu, why the rush? Sit down and tell me slowly."

Following that, a vast and utterly unstoppable force emanated from the other person, pressing down on him like a great mountain.

Wang Ao, who hadn't been prepared for this, instantly felt his legs go weak, and he collapsed onto the ground!

Huh? Why are you kneeling? There's no need to be so formal. (^▽^)/

Lu Ce said this as he sat down cross-legged in front of Wang Ao.

Wang Ao's lips trembled, his eyes staring blankly at Lu Ce opposite him, unable to speak for a long time.

Was he even human?

Was that strength even something a human could possess?

His blood-red eyes slowly softened, and the urge to attack vanished instantly.

[: Very good, met expectations. His eyes cleared up instantly, hahaha! Just like Long Wu before.]

[: Long Wu: May my fellow brother die, not me. Go ahead and experience it, brother.]

[: In terms of pure combat ability, isn't this a bit too overpowered?]

[: Welcome our Great Masked Man, the big boss, to start a new round of torment.]

"What's wrong, Brother Li? Why are you still kneeling?" Lu Ce asked, sitting right in front of him, mere inches away.

I wish that even if you can't remember my name, you could at least keep a surname consistent. How many different surnames have I had already?

Wang Ao's mind was in chaos, and he had lost the ability to think. Talking seemed useless, and judging by their martial strength, he might not be able to handle it.

It seemed his only option was to follow the established procedure. He had to seize the initiative quickly!

It was a pathetic thought, but under Lu Ce's overwhelmingly heaven-defying mental state, Wang Ao, who was supposed to be mentally ill, was actually starting to strategize!

"I know why you're here. You have questions for me, right?"

After saying this, Wang Ao, fearing that Lu Ce might steer the conversation in an unknown direction again, quickly continued without waiting for a reply:

"Are you here to ask me who the most seriously ill person in this hospital is?"