"Moved, it moved! The corpse moved!"
The man pointed at the corpse on the ground, his face filled with terror.
It could still move even without a head?
Was that even human?
The others abruptly pressed themselves against the walls, looking as though they wanted to flee but were wary of something.
"Hey, brother in there, come out quickly! What if that corpse comes back to life?"
[The corpse coming back to life? Why does that sound so wrong?]
[Have to say, these NPCs are pretty humane. Even in a situation like this, they still remembered to call the newcomer.]
[What nonsense? Without newcomers, who else would they trick?]
[You need to treat the NPCs in these Dungeons as data, as programs. You absolutely cannot treat them like people, no matter how human they act.]
[Die. All of you, die.]
[So boring. Where's the blood? The screams? The wailing? I want to see their despair.]
[See? Some people in the comments are even less human.]
[Heh, human? We aren't human, so why should we act like humans?]
Those words were reflected in Disaster's eyes.
Were the things sending those comments not human?
Then what were they?
Some kind of higher-dimensional lifeform?
Disaster calmly lifted his foot, stepped over the corpse, and walked out the door.
The corpse suddenly shuddered, then collapsed facedown onto the ground and did not move again.
[I knew it. How could Knocking Weird possibly die?]
[It must have pretended to have its head twisted off, then lay there waiting for them to let down their guard before taking them all out in one go.]
[No, I've watched so many streams. Does Knocking Weird have that kind of intelligence?]
[Doesn't it usually just kill people using its knocking rule?]
[Maybe this one is especially sinister and cunning,