With Nothing Better to Do, Give Tom a Stab

Lunchtime has ended. All players, please return to the initial rest area!

The announcement suddenly rang out three times in a row, like a battlefield signal calling for retreat.

Kolk let out a sigh of relief. Throughout lunch, his nerves had been stretched taut, as if he had gone through an entire campaign.

His back was already soaked with sweat. During his earlier exchange of information, he had not even noticed it.

"Ah! Awooo!"

The chains all over Long Liu's body clanked violently, his neck flushed red as though he wanted to pounce over and bite Kolk.

Warily, Kolk touched the bloody scratch on his face. Long Liu had left it there during his rampage that morning, when Kolk had failed to dodge in time.

He felt that he was already very close to the truth, touching upon a field no one else had yet reached.

This asylum—or rather, prison—was divided into two batches of people!

The issue between those two groups was very likely related to the mission's ultimate objective, though he had not yet figured out what the connection could be.

Still, progress was progress.

Kolk gave Long Liu a slight bow and said, "Esteemed sir, this afternoon's psychological counseling ends here."

"I look forward to our next meeting."

With that, Kolk opened the door behind him and backed out of the room.

Meanwhile, in Lu Ce's room, both Lu Ce and Wang Ao across from him heard the announcement.

But this time, it was clearly Wang Ao who breathed a sigh of relief.

The instant he heard that voice, his eyes lit up as though rain had fallen after a long drought. He lowered his head and cautiously looked at Lu Ce, his little eyes pitiful beyond measure.

Lu Ce rose with some reluctance, picked up his already ruined right hand, pressed it against his mask, and carefully licked away the bloodstains.

As he licked, he kept watching Wang Ao on the floor.

Wang Ao weakly shrank back.

He isn't planning to eat me, is he?

For some reason, Wang Ao could not stop that thought from surfacing.

Holding the metal shard, Lu Ce said nothing and turned toward the door.

Wang Ao's exhausted body slumped against the wall as he collapsed to the floor. That demon-like bastard had finally left.

Suddenly, Lu Ce, who had already reached the door, turned back. A friendly smile appeared on his mask (^_^).

"I'll come see you again later, Mr. Wang."

With that, he politely closed the door.

The light in Wang Ao's eyes went out. The heart he had been holding in suspense was well and truly dead.

:Honestly, I think Kolk is pretty impressive. The Masked Man's information always feels like he stumbled into it by accident.

:I think the Masked Man just blends in with the mental patients too well. He communicates with them without any barriers at all.

:The Masked Man catches one mental patient and just keeps torturing him.

:Actually, comparing the two scenes of them leaving, I think the biggest difference is the gap in combat power between them.

As the audience discussed this, they discovered that after Lu Ce came out, he did not head toward the initial room. Instead, he went in the opposite direction and entered the open room where Tom was.

He walked straight up to Tom's side without saying a word, then raised his hand and brought the blade down!

He drove the metal shard confiscated from Wang Ao straight into the iron robot's metal head!

Clang!

The force was so great that half of it sank in.

Tom:?

Audience:??

The official staff watching:???

Bro, are you okay?

Was he seriously sick in the head? Why did he suddenly go looking for trouble with the game host? Wouldn't the game target him for this?

Like a rat licking a cat's ass—was he looking for a thrill?

...Player, is there a problem?

"Why didn't an announcement sound? Shouldn't this have triggered some hidden in-game quest, or earned me some new achievement badge?"

"Nothing at all? How stingy."

Tom:...

Fuck, he had turned my iron face livid with rage!

Alright, Tom's face itself was the color of iron.

Players should focus on the game and not think about anything else!

"Alright, Delicious Tom, you really smell good."

Great Tom!

Lu Ce did not bother arguing with him any further. He turned and left directly, taking a long route around toward the room at the end.

"AAAAAH!"

Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out through the long circular corridor. It was almost inhumanly miserable, exceptionally piercing.

The expression on Lu Ce's mask shifted slightly, but he continued toward the room.

By the time he reached the initial room, Lu Ce discovered that he was the last to arrive.

A distinct trail of blood stretched all the way here. Following it upward, he saw the big man's twisted face, contorted in pain.

At that moment, his right arm looked like it was about to come off. Pale bone fragments jutted out, and only the flesh still held it together.

Jiu Tian was beside him, helping him stop the bleeding.

"Do you have any medicine? Hurry!"

The big man painfully pulled a Primary Recovery Potion from his backpack and poured it over the wound.

In an instant, his flesh began to wriggle and slowly heal, while the bleeding lessened somewhat.

Only then did the big man let out a breath of relief and collapse onto the floor, drenched in sweat.

"If you can't handle it, prioritize your own safety first. How did you end up like this?" As a member of an official organization, Jiu Tian naturally had the instinct to protect others and immediately asked.

"Fuck them! It's too hard to stay on guard against those things' mental state all the time."

"Everyone's level of restraint is different, and that guy actually pulled down his pants right in front of me and ** at me!"

Jiu Tian: ...

Alright, that would be hard for any man to keep it together.

Hearing that, the woman's face went pale, and she felt a little nauseated.

After working for quite a while and confirming that he probably would not bleed to death, Jiu Tian finally sighed in relief and sat down to the side.

It had only been a simple hour, yet everyone felt utterly drained, both mentally and physically.

Of course, Lu Ce was the exception.

Kolk sat in the distance. He raised his eyes to glance at the big man and said briefly:

"If you can't, exit!"

There was nothing else to say. In his view, these people were useless to begin with; they might as well save their own lives sooner.

Amid the oppressive atmosphere, everyone finally noticed Lu Ce, who had entered earlier and had not said a word.

Jiu Tian swept his gaze over him, and his heart immediately jolted. When he saw Lu Ce's right hand, which had nearly been chopped to pieces, his mind practically exploded.

He knew that this crazy guy in front of him was very likely the strongest fighter among them!

"You're injured too?!" Jiu Tian said in shock. "Who could hurt you this badly?!"

"Hm?" Lu Ce tilted his head in confusion. "Who? Me? I'm not. What injury?"

As he said this, the hand that looked as though it had gone through a meat grinder swayed slightly.

The sight was extremely graphic.

Jiu Tian: ...