Interactive Fiction: The Right Choice After Unemployment

Chapter 43 When I'm Not Crazy, I'm Crazy

Option 40.9 45.5%, Option 13.6 [-]%, Option [-] [-]%.

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【Option [-]】

[Spiritual Resistance: Crazy Invalid]

……

Zheng Zhuo was thrown into the sky. [Subconscious World], [Subconscious Voting], [Settlement] and all kinds of messy bullet boxes were gradually dropped.

and many more!

Zheng Zhuo had no time to think.He squinted at the voting results, and grabbed the data that was thrown farther and farther with his hands—

He grabbed [Spiritual Resistance: Ineffective Madness].That skill turned into a ray of green light and merged into his body.

Immediately afterwards, Zheng Zhuo felt that the speed of his ascent accelerated.

The world and clouds below him gradually turned into dots on the vast ocean, and finally, Zheng Zhuo lost consciousness amidst the whistling wind.

……

"—Wow!"

Ding Ling Dang!

Boom!

Whoa!

Zheng Zhuo fell under the bed.His head hit the bucket, the water poured over his head, and the bucket hit his head again.

"—wait—what—"

Zheng Zhuo, who regained consciousness, struggled, freeing his hand to lift the side of the bucket.He blinked—his face was covered with water—

How can there be buckets?Wait, what was I doing?
I'm like... in ocean world... no no, before that, small town world... and before that...

I did some preparatory measures in order to research suspicious mobile phone software.

include……

fire fighting measures.

Zheng Zhuo raised his head abruptly.He saw familiar and unfamiliar room layouts.Small rental houses, with peeling whitewashed walls and flimsy steel-framed beds.

Outside the window, the sky was still dark.The night wind blew into the room, shaking the cheap curtains.

"……Reality?"

Zheng Zhuo was still lying in the puddle of water on the ground, with a dazed face, talking to himself.

……

early morning.

It was just dawn.The traffic on the street began to increase slowly, and occasionally the sound of car horns could be heard in the distance.

But there are not many pedestrians on the street.And casually dressed young people wandering aimlessly...

...and even less.

Zheng Zhuo walked aimlessly on the street.He wore a hoodie, sports pants, and slippers, and kept looking up at the sky and the surrounding buildings.He seemed out of place among the working people who passed by sporadically. Whenever he passed by someone, others always looked at him sideways.

"I'm out... I'm out?"

Zheng Zhuo was talking to himself all the way.Hearing his words, the passers-by who were already looking sideways at him hid further away.

But Zheng Zhuo himself has no leisure to care about what other people are thinking.

He tried to bring up the display box, but no matter how it was called [Collective Subconsciousness], no pop-up window popped up.

Call [Skill], [Ability], [Appraisal], but there is no response.

Is this a good thing?
Zheng Zhuo couldn't be sure for a while.

Didn't it mean that after completing the world, you will return to the white space?
Degree of Injury: What is Big?Degree of mental damage: big, what is it?
"I also got the skills... I can't confirm this. The young woman told me to go back to the white space for treatment... But I ran out now! Miserable, it's not going to be over..."

Zheng Zhuo grabbed his hair.Suddenly, he thought of one thing.

"cell phone!"

Zheng Zhuo touched his whole body.Fortunately, he subconsciously took his phone with him when he changed clothes—thanks to muscle memory.After going through those strange worlds, in fact, even he himself doesn't quite remember bringing a mobile phone when he goes out.

"In the real world, you have to use your phone to open the software, right? I forgot—"

Zheng Zhuo saw people around him start whispering.

"Oops."

Zheng Zhuo quickly ran away from the road.He worried that passers-by would call the police.

……

Inside the alley.

Zheng Zhuo turned on the phone.

"Sure enough. [Collective subconscious mind] software."

That software is still on the phone.However, the icon changed to a dashed red line again.

Zheng Zhuo hesitated for a moment, but still clicked.

no response.

"Ok?"

Zheng Zhuo ordered several times.This software still cannot be deleted, but it cannot be opened either.

"What? Means, I'm... finished?"

Zheng Zhuo didn't understand.

"Can't go in anymore? No, why do I have to ask these... Isn't it a great thing not to go in..."

Zheng Zhuo once stayed there in order to save people.But the horror of the first world is obviously far beyond his imagination.

When making a decision, Zheng Zhuo has great ambitions.But now, no doubt, he was beginning to hesitate.

Stay away from this ghost thing and live an ordinary life...

To be honest, the thought made him a little relieved.

but……

"(those people……)"

Thinking that there are still many people trapped inside, and there are still many unknown things that are not understood, Zheng Zhuo can't feel completely relieved.

"Since it's called [Collective Subconsciousness], it should be very good at influencing... Maybe I've been deeply influenced..."

Zheng Zhuo walked forward while meditating.

at this time.

"Ah! Zheng Zhuo!?"

Zheng Zhuo heard someone calling him.

He looked up.He found that he was walking all the way out, and he had unknowingly walked in front of the small supermarket he had applied for.

And the one who stopped him was the female student wearing black-rimmed glasses and fluffy clothes.

"Xue Ying!?"

Zheng Zhuo couldn't help shouting.

"You...you're not..."

Didn't you become a murloc? ?
Zheng Zhuo almost said this sentence.Fortunately, he reacted in time, bit his tongue and swallowed the sentence.

When he was on the scientific research ship of [Ocean World], he only felt that the female student he had seen in reality was somewhat similar to the female student who was good at [radio technology] on the scientific research ship.

What was blocking his judgment—was it temperament?Or vibe?

Looking at it now, the female student in front of her... looks exactly the same as the female student in her subconscious mind!
"Huh?" The female student in front of Zheng Zhuo was stunned when he heard Zheng Zhuo calling her.

"Did I tell you my name..."

"what."

"Ah—you must have heard my father calling me."

The female student found a reason for herself.This made Zheng Zhuo heave a sigh of relief.

and many more.

Her name is really Xue Ying?

Zheng Zhuo had no impression that he had heard her name before.No, it's possible he had heard of it but he didn't remember it.

Seeing that Zheng Zhuo fell into her own world again, Xue Ying waved her hand worriedly.

"Your phone caught fire yesterday, and you haven't come back since you ran out. Are you okay?"

She said.

"You didn't come to work on time today..."

"Ah... my body is a little uncomfortable."

Has it only been one day...

Zheng Zhuo found an excuse first.He looked into the supermarket again.

The boss moves the goods inside.Now he can be sure: the boss looks exactly like the chef of the boat.

Are those dreams?Has he gotten away with that for good?

Should there be some preparation?For example, confirming details, getting to know more people, finding people you know subconsciously...

Just when he started to have this idea.

hum.

His cell phone rang.

Zheng Zhuo picked up the phone, and he saw that the [Collective Subconscious] software icon had turned into nested circles again.

As if to deny Zheng Zhuo's luck, Zheng Zhuo didn't touch it, but it opened by itself.

It once again saw through Zheng Zhuo's thoughts, and the interface of [Subconscious Voting] emerged.

……

【vote】

[Next, what should be the focus? 】

【Option [-]】

[Focus on confirming more details about them with the boss, father and daughter, in order to speculate on the relationship between the subconscious and reality]

【Option [-]】

【Focus on getting to know more real people, trying to remember more faces and names】

【Option [-]】

[The focus is on finding someone named Chu Huairen in reality]

【Option [-]】

【Stop getting involved.no action]

……

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