11.8 per cent for option I, 76.5 per cent for option three and 11.7 per cent for option IV.

……

[Option 3]

[Crew members who have been completely transformed + crew members who have not yet been transformed but have completely collapsed their sanity]

……

"How many people are needed?" Zheng Zhuo glanced at the [Subconscious Voting] panel and asked the captain quickly.

"Twenty ...... No...... Fifteen ......"

Zheng Zhuo swept quickly towards the crew members who were still sane, and they panicked to confirm their scaly hands and faces. Some of them, who had recovered their senses, began to climb up the fire rope ladder.

plus Zheng Zhuo, Chu Huairen, Professor Lin Wen and the captain, there are only eleven people.

But Zheng Zhuo thought that he couldn't pull people anymore.

"Anyone who can get on board will get on board, quick!"

He pushed the captain first to the rope ladder, and then to the crew who were flustered by the change. These directionless crew members had long since lost their masters, and as soon as they were instructed, they quickly complied.

Zheng Zhuo's gaze swept over the crew members who were crying and lying on the ground in the distance, and quickly looked away.

The only way to board the ship is now a rope ladder. It would be a waste of time to bring these inactive crew members with them.

Next, he woke up the crew while staring into the distance.

……

【■■■■■■】

Aggressiveness: 67, 69, 71......

……

The crew, which was completely fish-human, got closer and closer. Moreover, aggression is increasing all the time......

If being chased by the fish-like people was the fear of wanting to blow up their chests, then now, these fish-like people who were silent and slowly turned their heads to the research ship brought a quiet madness.

Finally, in the end, Professor Lin Wen also successfully climbed the rope ladder, and Zheng Zhuo followed closely to grab the hem of the rope ladder.

"Collect the ladder!"

He shouted upwards. Chu Huairen commanded several sailors to manipulate the noose forcefully, and he was lifted high.

The fish-like people below stared blankly at the sky, and finally, let out their first screams.

The wound is hot. Zheng Zhuo didn't look at it, he knew that it was not just inflammation there.

……

The Beautiful Future has left this beautiful and deadly island. Here it left more than half of its occupants.

No one was talking to each other, and the atmosphere was even more eerie than before. The captain did not hold any further meetings, but the research ship continued to sail towards the third island as planned.

Zheng Zhuo wasn't sure if this was because their sailing miles were no longer in favor of returning, or if the captain's physical and mental changes were becoming more and more apparent.

The ship was at sea for several days. Some of the surviving crew members who managed to board the ship began to lock themselves in empty cabins, shutting themselves out. Among them is Professor Lin Wen.

The crew members are losing their ability to work one after another, making the already strained manpower even more stretched. Crew members like Zheng Zhuo and Chu Huairen, who were in a slightly better situation, could only serve the day shift and night shift at the same time for many days in a row.

No one complained. Because, they don't sleep much at night, and they don't dare to fall asleep.

After exhaustion and fear, the remnants of feelings turned into numb residues. The research ship is like a huge coffin, drifting on the boundless sea.

……

Another day.

Zheng Zhuo opened his eyes and watched as the light of the morning sun penetrated through the porthole and sprinkled on the bed.

The third island has not yet arrived. How many days has passed? Three days, four days, a week, or more?

The concept of time is undermined. Zheng Zhuo staggered to his feet.

His forehead was getting hotter and hotter, but his body temperature was getting colder and colder. The scales and spines had completely covered the wound and did not intermittently ooze a fishy-smelling liquid.

(Hell...... Can it last until ...... Tower 3...... Island...... ）”

The long wait also began to destroy his nerves.

He reached for his coat hanging by the porthole, trying to use the key to open the locked curtain.

"Key...... In the ......"

Zheng Zhuo's memory also deteriorated, and he misplaced the key in the pocket.

What he touched was the textured cover of the cowhide handbook.

“…… That's right. ”

He forgot about his account. When I came back, I haven't seen it yet.

Zheng Zhuo sat up. He pulled out his hand and opened it.

……

"I fell into here. Why? I'm going to find a way to get out. ”

"I don't belong here."

"Damn, what about playing the game? Why didn't I return to reality after I was killed from the last Subconscious World? ”

"Is it the number of times? Or is it time? Or is it the mental limit? ”

"The people who came with me to the previous games didn't come. It's just me here. ”

"Haha, it's so desperate."

"Does this software really do it all?"

"It's a hoax."

……

The first page is filled with words of doubt and despair, interspersed with invective.

But among them, there are some words that Zheng Zhuo is very familiar with.

The pilot...... It's also a participant who came from the real world after using the [Collective Subconscious] software!?

Zheng Zhuo lifted his spirit violently.

He quickly flipped the first page.

Page 2, page 3. This is true for the first few pages, with less information and more invective. From those words, Zheng Zhuo could only tell that this pilot entered here 55 years before Zheng Zhuo fell into this [ocean world].

Turning all the way to the quarter of the notebook, all of a sudden, the invective stopped.

……

"I can't die here."

……

With this sentence as the dividing line, the pilot recorded everything he did in detail in his notes.

When he entered this world, he possessed the [Change of Ownership] skill, which allowed him to transfer the ownership of a specific item to himself. He used this skill to obtain a large number of maps, artworks, and materials, from which he determined the secret of this world, the city beneath the depths of the sea.

He began to consult a great deal of information, going back and forth to various fishing villages on the shores of the Atlantic, confirming the tiles and bricks that had washed ashore.

In the end, he confirmed one thing -

That's the last island. The location of the "roundabout".

(He didn't pass through the first two islands?) The third seat he went straight to...... ）”

Zheng Zhuo was surprised in his heart and continued to look down.

Confirming this, the pilot "transferred" a propeller plane from one of the flying enthusiasts. On a sunny day, he took off.

Propeller planes crossing the Atlantic Ocean were considered an impossible task at the time. But he didn't need to, and he didn't have to, fly the whole way.

He knew he only had to fly half the distance.

“……”

Zheng Zhuo continued to turn the page. Subsequently, the notes recorded a lot of wind direction, position, and coordinate parameters, and everything looked normal. Fourteen hours later, he recorded in his notebook that he "saw a beautiful circular strip."

……

"I can go home."

……

It was the last hopeful sentence he recorded.

In the records that followed, things took a turn for the worse. No matter how much he tried to land, he couldn't land on the island. After lowering to a certain height, the island suddenly disappears without a trace, and flying low at a low altitude cannot hang on any raised rocks, only stirring up waves.

"I have a couple of guesses." In his journal, he wrote, "This may—"

Zheng Zhuo was about to continue reading, when suddenly, a black shadow appeared on Zheng Zhuo's bed curtain.

"Zheng Zhuo?"

It's Chu Huairen. He knocked on the curtain of the bed,

Zheng Zhuo unlocked the bed curtain.

"You didn't go on duty." Chu Huairen stood outside and said, "It's time for the shift change......

"Thank you. I'll go right away. ”

Zheng Zhuo got up. He saw Chu Huairen's gaze glancing over the handbook in his hand.

Chu Huairen's face was not good. Mental stress seems to have accumulated to the limit.

Do you want to explain to him about the subconscious world?

Zheng Zhuo thought suddenly.

Now, he has this handbook in his hand. Credibility becomes high.

Explaining the situation may be able to relieve Chu Huairen's pressure, and more importantly, it can improve Chu Huairen's degree of cooperation in the next actions. But this risky behavior can also incur another consequence: to drive him completely insane.

So, what to do?

……

【Question】

[Did you tell Chu Huairen the truth? ] 】

[Option 1]

【Notice】

[Option 2]

【No Notice】