It wasn't that the players watching nearby were so coldhearted that they simply stood by and watched him kill someone.
In fact, when it happened, the other players hadn't had time to react at all.
No one had expected the player who had been lying half-dead on a roadside bench to suddenly leap up and charge at a female player who had just bought medicine, someone he had no quarrel with whatsoever. They had seen the male player lying on the bench without even joining the line for the Carousel and assumed he had given up on the game and earning points. After all, he looked... well, he really didn't look like someone who could make it out of the Carousel alive.
Especially after they had experienced the Carousel's difficulty for themselves today. With yesterday's players having demonstrated what to do, today's batch of zero-point players had been less afraid of the Carousel than before. They had even gained some confidence after seeing the first batch's death rate.
Then reality dealt them a crushing blow-only after seeing how drastically the number of players entering the Carousel today differed from the number coming out did they realize: was the gap between them and yesterday's players really that enormous?
So when the female player emerged from the Carousel covered in blood, no one found it particularly surprising. They even thought it was impressive that a newcomer like her had managed to come out alive at all. No one paid her much attention. They merely glanced over, counted how many players this batch had lost, then looked away with no further interest.
As a result, none of the nearby players noticed when the male player suddenly got up and charged over. Only when the female player cried out after having her newly purchased