Looking at the red-masked man unexpectedly walking over from the opposite side and observing Lu Ce's actions, Kirk felt his brain cramp a little.

Am I hallucinating?

Did my mental disruption backfire on me?

Watching Lu Ce gulp down a strange can in the blink of an eye, Kirk forced himself to accept everything in front of him, his eyes wide open and mouth slightly ajar.

[Century Meeting!]

[Hahaha! I'm dying of laughter.]

[I've been jumping back and forth between their perspectives, and honestly, this terrifying atmosphere has been turned into a comedy.]

[Although it's funny... I have no idea how they're supposed to complete their mission... This is a hell game.]

"What are you doing?" Kirk asked incredulously, looking at Lu Ce across from him. At this point, he couldn't care less about any national pride and directly asked in Chinese.

"Eating? Isn't it meal time now?" Lu Ce replied matter-of-factly, "Do you have anything to eat?"

Kirk opened his mouth but couldn't say a word; he had no idea what Lu Ce was doing.

He tried to disrupt Lu Ce's mind but found that the other person's mind was already a tangled mess, and his interference had no effect at all.

It was like trying to pollute a swamp by dropping a single drop of ink into it.

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In fact, the moment he used his ability, he felt a backlash, his face turning pale.

Kirk looked at Lu Ce with some shock, thinking:

"Has this guy been through something? Has he already suffered mental damage in this hellish game?"

In a brief moment of eye contact, Kirk thought of ten thousand possibilities, while Lu Ce's mind was filled with thoughts of classic cuisines from around the world.

Suddenly, a glint caught his eye, and he saw the small dish in Lu Ce's right hand.

There were six pills on it!

Without time to think further, he quickly shouted:

"Give me the medicine!"

Lu Ce yawned and said, "What gibberish are you speaking? I don't understand."

"Give me the medicine in your hand!"

"What medicine? This isn't medicine; it's my breakfast."

"Okay, okay, it's breakfast. Can you give me your breakfast?" Kirk began to coax, realizing that Lu Ce was probably not in his right mind and started communicating as if with a mental patient.

"Why should I give you my breakfast? Are you begging?" Lu Ce replied, a displeased expression appearing on his mask (*￣︿￣).

Kirk: ?

Right, why would he give me his food...

Wait! Why am I thinking about this?!

Shaking his head vigorously to calm himself, Kirk realized that this hell game was indeed quite difficult.

Patiently, he said to Lu Ce:

"Because I am a poor man, I've been hungry for a long time and need your help, for Christ's sake, my dear sir."

In his urgency, Kirk even adopted an English translator's tone.

"If you're hungry, eat food. You can't eat medicine as food, you lunatic."

Lu Ce replied, then picked up the dish in his hand, flipped it, and the six pills went straight into his stomach.

Kirk: ?

Wasn't I just agreeing with you? Now I'm the lunatic?

But watching Lu Ce swallow the last of the pills, his heart sank.

It's over, why has this game turned out like this?

A complete idiot teammate! Can't this game be designed for solo play!?

The red warning lights flashed, forcing the two back to their rooms.

Kirk's gaze gradually turned cold as he watched Lu Ce's back, saying faintly:

"If you still have a bit of sanity, use the exit token."

"At least your life can be saved."

Lu Ce didn't even turn his head, as if he didn't know the words were meant for him, and quickly walked back to his room.

After returning to his room, Kirk was already on edge.

Long Liu was rolling on the ground, looking like a fierce ghost!

He had scratched open the scars on his body, blood smearing everywhere, and even managed to gouge out chunks of the stone-paved floor with his bare hands!

Is this even human?

Kirk's calmness slowly turned into apprehension, and he didn't dare to speak, standing pressed against the door.

"Medicine... medicine..."

"Where's my fish-flavored shredded pork?"

Faced with the obviously insane ramblings, Kirk swallowed hard and began to negotiate.

"The food is still cooking..."

Switching the scene back to Lu Ce, he had also returned to his room, facing his patient who looked like a skinny monkey.

The situation he faced was similar to Kirk's; the patient, who hadn't eaten anything, was rolling around like an alien, almost transforming.

But Lu Ce showed no fear, strolling over to the other side, sitting down naturally, and asking.

"Ah, what a hearty breakfast, are you full now?"

Clearly, you didn't bring anything back for me!

If the patient could speak normally, he would have shouted this into Lu Ce's ear.

But he couldn't speak now, only making various meaningless sounds.

"Ow... ow...! You, will be like me too..."

"You will become like me too!"

He shouted, the chains pulled taut, his fingers slashing down like knives, cutting a deep gash in Lu Ce's shoulder, blood flowing out.

But Lu Ce didn't react at all, just sitting against the wall, muttering:

"Ah... seems like you're not full."

"Yeah, I'm like you, I'm not full either."

Patient:......

He was already mad, flailing his limbs wildly, creating one wound after another on Lu Ce's body.

[Chosen of Pain! Pain Value +1!]

[Chosen of Pain! Pain Value +1!]

Lu Ce didn't react at all, letting the damage continue as if he didn't see it.

"Alright, the meal is almost over, what do you want from me?" Lu Ce turned to the ghostly face and asked.

Patient: o_o ....

"Isn't it... you who came to find me?" Perhaps Lu Ce's mind was so chaotic that it seemed more severe than the patient's, prompting him to respond.

"Uh, I'm so hungry, but I feel like I've eaten too much." Lu Ce rubbed his stomach, stood up, "Brother, this position seems a bit uncomfortable."

"You came to me for help, right?"

Saying this, he grabbed the arm that was coming at him, and the arm with the strength to break bricks and stones couldn't move at all under Lu Ce's grip!

A red light flashed, and from his backpack, Lu Ce took out his Sharp Blade.

Gluttony Mask side effect—The energy from consumed food doesn't belong to oneself, reaching a certain limit without release may cause an explosion!

Then release it!

"Roar roar roar!" The patient, whose wrist was grabbed, roared like a beast.

The next second, a red light flashed!

With 24 points of strength, plus the threefold boost from the Sharp Blade, and a certain degree of strength release from Gluttony.

Crack!

The sturdy chain, as if it could tether a dinosaur, snapped!

At the same time, the patient's howling stopped abruptly, staring blankly at the chain that had bound him for who knows how many years.

The madness and chaos in his eyes seemed to clear up a lot, and the hand that had been scratching Lu Ce also lowered.

What... what is going on?