The players around him all looked at him with confusion. One person said, "Are you still dreaming? Who are you threatening with that broken knife?"
After hearing this, the Cannibal Player not only showed no doubt, but instead gripped the knife more firmly. "I've seen through your tricks. Don't come closer, get lost!"
As he spoke, he started running toward the exit of the mall.
At this moment, someone kicked a low stool toward him. The Cannibal Player dodged without even turning his head and dashed out—vanishing from everyone's sight in a few flashes, clearly not interested in getting tangled up with them.
"Is this guy insane?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"Isn't this a Spiritual dungeon? Being crazy is pretty normal." A player yawned and mumbled, "Who knows who'll be the next one to lose it."
Whether they were crazy or not was uncertain, but people nearby started yawning in twos and threes, a wave of sleepiness crashing over everyone.
