Chapter 222: Chapter 222: Envy, the Bottomless Extremity of Evil

When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was a gray-white wall and a corner covered in moss. Lu Ce gradually realized he seemed to be lying down.

Hmm... looks like a top bunk!

This kind of setup was pretty rare. Every time he entered a game, no matter what the rest was like, he was usually standing to hear the info, then transitioning into a scenario.

But this time, why did he go straight into the scenario lying down?

The posture felt oddly familiar. It even made him lift his leg slightly to check if it had been chopped off.

Unfortunately, not this time.

......

【Welcome, Player, to the game: Kidney Slicer’s Redemption.】

【Player Task: Lead the others in the prison to escape together.】

【The Prison Guard, the Warden, and the Know-It-All.】

【While inside the prison cell, players will be restricted. Only outside can you use your full abilities.】

【For details, communicate amicably with your cellmates to gather new information.】

This game was being unusually straightforward this time—no flashy opening.

It just threw everything at you inside the game, including the mission, giving off an oddly honest vibe.

Maybe the last game’s events had made the game system tone itself down a bit.

Lu Ce scanned the mission roughly and immediately found it annoying—he had to escape together with everyone else in the prison.

This was even worse than a cooperative mission. It was basically a deadweight-carrying task.

“Fing annoying. A bunch of useless trash, why not just drop dead already? Still here to drag me down—f everything!”

The thought popped into Lu Ce’s mind, and even he was startled. His mind went blank for a second.

Even he was shocked by the bitterness and malice lacing that tone.

Oh, right, he should have a new mask on, right?

He raised his hand to touch his face. The cold touch reassured him a bit.

After all, he’d entered the same game as Xie Antong—if he hadn’t brought a mask, that would’ve been ridiculous.

Using the reflection from the broken tiles, he saw the color of the mask on his face.

—Pink!

Envy (LUKA)!

Envy—this was the extremity of evil. It represented pure malice and uselessness, a bottomless pit of harm to both self and others.

Each of the Seven Deadly Sins had its own traits, but what made Envy special was that this emotion almost never brought any benefit to the person feeling it!

It was purely offensive without defense, hurting others while also hurting yourself. If all the other sins could be somewhat excused, envy was the most senseless one.

【Sin Mask Form: Envy, Mode: Normal.】

【Personality Effect: Envy—baseless malice.】

【Ability: Ultimate Envy, Face Switch—your mask can turn into any face, as long as you’re familiar with it and remember its details.】

【Memory boost.】

【When I’m envious, I want to become anyone—except myself.】

【Side Effect: From now on, all descriptions of good traits will no longer apply to you. All descriptions associated with evil will belong to you. You are humanity’s beast.】

【You may subconsciously become foul-mouthed, venomous, and passive-aggressive. Your own emotions will also sink into gloom and irritability. Only by spreading negativity to others will you feel any joy.】

Lu Ce: ......

After reading the full description, Lu Ce was at a loss for words.

This sh*t is straight up beast mode!

There wasn’t a single redeeming feature to this mask. It was pure chaos, so bad that Lu Ce himself was left speechless.

Wasn’t the mask supposed to magnify one aspect of your personality?

Did he really have such a beastly side buried in his humanity?

“What a garbage mask. It’s way worse than the others. And its only function feels totally useless.”

“No decent ability at all, and now you’re playing Sichuan opera face changes?”

He mumbled under his breath, already slipping into character.

The pink mask started to morph into a twisted and miserable expression—perfectly in sync with the mood. (눈益눈)

“What a f***ing garbage room. What dead-mom architect built this? Even pigs wouldn’t want to live here.”

“Fing bunk beds too. How much did that brain-dead warden embezzle? Might as well fing wipe out his whole family!”

“Escape? Just die here already.”

......

He wasn’t just thinking those things—he said them out loud, like he was venting the darkness in his heart.

But he wasn’t alone in this prison.

The other inmates had been chatting earlier. Now, they all went completely silent, like they had no idea how to respond.

Someone finally turned toward Lu Ce’s bunk. A raspy old voice said:

“Kid, you sound real fed up with society.”

Hearing the voice pulled Lu Ce a bit out of his own world. Just now, he had been syncing with the mask.

And truth be told, after just a bit of verbal venom, that internal agitation had eased a little.

The voice snapped him back. He tilted his head, poking it out from the bunk to get a better look.

Scanning the prison cell, he realized—yeah, there were others here. Besides himself, there were five more people.

They all looked male. Xie Antong wasn’t among them—maybe she’d been placed in a different prison.

Based on the game task, which required him to lead the others in escaping, those cellmates were most likely NPCs.

The thought clicked quickly in his mind. The one who’d spoken was an older-looking inmate.

The two locked eyes for a moment. The old guy might’ve been puzzled by the mask, so he asked:

“What’s up with the mask? You new? When did you come in?”

Lu Ce responded with a sweet and friendly smile:

“You know why my great-grandfather lived to be 108?”

The old man was dumbfounded, not understanding the sudden change of topic, but he instinctively shook his head.

“Because he never stuck his nose into other people’s business! Whether I wear a mask or not—what the hell does that have to do with you? Mind your own damn business, alright? Talking too much doesn’t make you wise, it makes you annoying.”

Everyone: ?

Old man: ???

Forget the old man—even everyone else in the cell was stunned.

WTF! This young guy!

No wonder he landed in prison. That mouth alone deserved a sentence!

Five pairs of eyes turned in sync to the cold, dingy top bunk. Their expressions were visibly shaken.

Clearly, they had never seen a weirdo like this before.

Lu Ce also knew—the game was officially beginning. He adjusted the pink mask on his face, flashed a cold and biting expression, then sat up from the bed, his legs swinging off the edge.

“What are you looking at? Looking for your dad? I didn’t donate sperm these past few years, alright?”