Madman and Dai Zi

"Where did you come from?"

"Darkness guided me here!"

"..."

This fellow tribesman had left him stunned with his very first words.

"You're from the Quiet Night Tribe, aren't you?"

He immediately guessed that this was a lunatic from the Quiet Night Tribe, and just as he had thought, the fellow tribesman who had drifted here readily admitted that he was from the Quiet Night Tribe.

"Where exactly did you come from?" he pressed.

"Following the guidance of darkness! Passing through layers upon layers of illusions! Drifting across the pure white sea!"

"I understand..."

Realizing there was no way to communicate with this Madman, he gave up. He pulled Madman ashore and stopped paying attention to him.

After coming ashore, Madman began wandering all over the Stone Brick Platform he had built. He even climbed the pyramid to look into the distance, ignoring him the entire time. Only after he had made food from slime mold did Madman come back to his side.

"Hungry?"

"Hungry."

By then, Madman had become normal instead.

He still could not stand by and watch a fellow tribesman starve, especially a lunatic who seemed incapable of taking care of himself. So, he gave the food he had made, the Slime Mold Ball, to Madman.

Madman took the Slime Mold Ball and immediately raised it over his head and crushed it, letting the juice spill onto his heart.

His blood vessels frantically absorbed the juice, quickly consuming the food. He looked as though he had been starving for a long time.

After eating, Madman sat there blankly and began muttering strange things.

"Darkness isn't here. There's only Dai Zi here..."

"Who is Dai Zi?"

"You."

"..."

He was instantly speechless. He had shared his food, only to be called Dai Zi.

He was immediately unconvinced and