Yang Yi felt he had caused a huge mess. He tightened his grip on the Greedy Craftsman's Hammer, unsure whether he should intervene to stop these students.
The handbook stipulated that students were not allowed to fight.
Although what he held was a "learning tool," hitting someone with a "learning tool" still counted as assault and would cost him credits.
Besides, this situation had probably already gone beyond what "assault" could control and was rapidly spiraling out of control.
The students who had first gotten a "taste" were the most extreme. They had thrown all caution aside, as if possessed by starving ghosts, and gnawed on practically anything they could grab.
Even when the wooden splinters cut their mouths and esophagi, leaving their mouths full of blood, or even pierced their cheeks, it did not stop them from swallowing this hard-to-chew "knowledge."
Their behavior prompted the other students to scramble to follow suit.
At first, out of caution, most had eaten only a page or some scraps from a book to test the effects.
But then they could no longer stop. Their eyes gleamed as they stuffed the books in their hands into their mouths, tore and chewed them apart, and forcibly swallowed them.
The chaos spread rapidly.
Suddenly, the lights illuminating the tower turned red.
The body of the student who had first begun swallowing "knowledge" changed. He stopped gnawing and clutched his head, howling as though in tremendous pain.
His head was already several sizes larger than before, like a big-headed doll, as if too much had been stuffed inside.
"This isn't right... this is impossible!
"If that's the case... what's the point of learning any of this?"
He muttered words that were difficult to understand. His head bulged several times as if being inflated, then finally burst