Chapter 252: Chapter 252: “Sin” Is In This Game!

“What the h*ll are you talking about!” Xie Antong growled through clenched teeth, then glanced sideways at those black-robed things outside.

“Even if we’re cooperating, I’m still a normal person.”

“You’re the freak—don’t drag me down with you.”

Underground, Lu Ce kept poking the brains and mocked her:

“Oh? So now you’re a normal person?”

“Do normal people overdose on brain-enhancement drugs and turn into a psycho, then act like an emo edgelord girl once the meds wear off?”

Xie Antong: ......

“Okay, stop talking already.”

Her toes curled from secondhand embarrassment. She felt a headache coming on.

“Relax. You’re not gonna get a stye or anything.” Lu Ce explained. “All I’m asking is for you to open up a bit of their clothes and check if it’s green inside.”

“Green?” Xie Antong was confused, not sure what he was getting at.

“Just look already! Why so many questions all of a sudden.” Under the influence of the Jealousy Mask, Lu Ce’s patience had clearly run dry.

......

Though reluctant, she figured as long as she didn’t go too deep it’d be fine, and agreed.

She never imagined her All-Knowing Eye would ever be used for something like this.

It flew in through the sleeve of the black-robed figure, lifting the fabric slightly to let light in.

“What?!” Xie Antong was initially in disbelief. “It really is green!”

“Huh?”

“Mm, I knew it. Green’s good.” Lu Ce nodded like he’d expected it, then raised his head and looked toward the entrance of that green corridor.

There was already a rustling sound coming from there.

If his guess was right, the warning wasn’t about not messing with the three bigshots in the prison.

It was that besides those three, there aren’t any other actual staff in the prison!

Everything else—those green goblin-looking things—were probably divine constructs.

Green might even be tied to the god’s attributes.

Feeding... what kind of god is this?

And these three brains... the implication was too obvious. Even an idiot would think they corresponded to those three people.

He just didn’t know how they corresponded—were they really three extracted brains stuck here, or projections, or some other form?

Regardless, they always reacted a bit when touched.

“Hmm... do you think there’s a chance those three guys outside are feeling something off right now? Like headaches or something?” Lu Ce asked Xie Antong.

“Headaches? I don’t think so.” Xie Antong checked her messages. “But even if they were in pain and just toughing it out, I wouldn’t know.”

Lu Ce: ......

Fair point.

“Hold on.” Xie Antong cut off whatever Lu Ce was about to say. “I’ve been timing things on my end.”

“Based on the usual schedule, yard time should be over by now, and they’re probably about to close the doors!”

“If that happens, I might not be able to use the headset anymore, and then...”

“Do you belong to the sheep zodiac?” Lu Ce interrupted.

“What?”

“Sheep, as in counting. Considering your education probably goes beyond elementary school, this shouldn’t be too hard.”

“When we lose connection, start counting. Count a number every few seconds. That way you’ll know when I can reply again.”

“Also, hint to your people that they should be ready to move at any time!”

Xie Antong’s gaze calmed. The meds were kicking in—her fully rational state wasn’t a joke.

She didn’t know why everything was happening so suddenly and so fast, but she gave a simple reply.

“Got it.”

Then, the All-Knowing Eye shot over to the cell where the man was and started carving letters into the wall.

“Do you have any abilities that can cause a big commotion?”

Cutter was stunned, thinking, My godlike teammate can even send messages in here?

He quickly whispered back:

“Yeah, I’ve got some abilities.”

“Good. Be ready to move at any time!”

“Huh?!” Cutter nearly jumped.

What does ‘any time’ even mean?!

Me? Already?! I’ve only been part of this team for like thirty minutes!

Isn’t this a bit too soon?

“What’s the plan? You haven’t told me anything yet!”

Hearing that, Xie Antong chuckled coldly. You’ll get used to it. There’s no such thing as a ‘plan’ when working with that guy.

She didn’t even reply. After erasing any trace of communication, she flew straight to the other confirmed players.

“There’s something wrong with the game—we can’t stall any longer!” First came intimidation.

“Be ready to act at any moment. Just treat this like breaking out of the prison!” That gave them a general direction.

“This is Hell Mode—we don’t have time to hesitate. Trust me, this is our last chance.” That was pure exaggeration, mixed with persuasion.

“I’m Blank. I’ll keep sending updates. ‘Sin’ is in this game!” And that last line? That was bluffing with a big name.

Immediately, all the players who had been planning to sit back and watch had their eyes widen in shock!

Blank was already a big name, and don’t even mention “Sin.”

In an instant, all their expressions changed.

Hell Mode... and now even “Sin” is involved?

Is that info reliable? With how “Sin” acts, shouldn’t he have started stirring things up way earlier?

But it’s been so long, and no one’s seen a guy with a mask...

Creak! ~~

The sound of metal shifting echoed out—the main doors began closing, and the headset instantly lost function. Restrictions initiated!

Xie Antong knew—time was up.

She closed her eyes and lay flat on her bed.

Then began to count, silently.

Meanwhile, underground, Lu Ce realized there was no sound coming through his headset anymore. But instead of rushing to mess with the brain that adjusted the prison, he switched to a different brain.

He stretched out both hands and started feeling it all over.

Like he was polishing a walnut, running his fingers over every inch. Judging by his expression, he wouldn’t stop until the brain developed a glossy sheen.

Rub it!!!

Outside, the Warden suddenly felt extremely agitated, as if the prison was under threat.

Like some sort of defensive protocol had been triggered—he needed to kill anything that threatened the prison.

At the same time, the prison guard and Know-it-All were still busy suspecting each other.

“I think... things are getting a little too complicated...”

The Warden’s voice rumbled out, echoing faintly, like the low growl of a sick tiger.