Chapter 97: Contact of the Fifth Kind
4.5 per cent for option I, 9.1 per cent for option two, 45.4 per cent for option three and 40.1 per cent for option four.
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[Option 3]
[Ability: Black Hand]
How it works: When you use a fake identity, have the minimum amount of information you need to assume that identity.
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Zheng Zhuo looked left and right alternately for a moment, and clicked [Ability: Black Hand].
It was as if there was some kind of program behind it that was closed with his click, and the light green interface disappeared one by one. In the end, there was only one line left in the air: [Black Hand].
And this line only lingered for a few more moments. Soon, it turned into a pale green light sheet and integrated into Zheng Zhuo's body.
His face was white again. Everything is still the same. Blank, egg sheath, desk, old computer and young woman sitting behind it.
The old fan of the computer hums in a quiet, empty space. Even the voice didn't seem to be different from when he left.
ββ¦β¦ 08β¦β¦ 26β¦β¦ 72β¦β¦β
Zheng Zhuo whispered a string of numbers and walked to the computer.
Soon, he saw the egg sheaths clearly: now the Tao Tao of the [Magic Academy World] was inside.
Then he saw the young woman again: she was always typing on the keyboard.
In the past, Zheng Zhuo had never imagined what God would be like if he really existed. But recently he learned that the god in charge of the [subconscious] is a female programmer. At least, for now.
She can do so much less than she can be "omniscient." However, she will listen to people's requests.
That's acceptable. At least it's better than a bad old man who is stubborn and self-serving, and can't even explain the underlying logic of things.
Zheng Zhuo thought bitterly.
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ββ¦β¦ 15β¦β¦ 08β¦β¦ 26β¦β¦ 72β¦β¦β
He read the number and came to the young woman. The young woman also stopped typing on the keyboard.
"Good work."
"It's hard work behind the scenes."
So, I'm talking to God like this...... God is my colleague and is in charge of my support.
Thinking of this, Zheng Zhuo's mood became a little better. And the young women saw that.
"You look good." She said.
"You look busy."
"It's okay. When you left the [Wizard Academy World], the detection point lost your signal, I checked it. She raised an eyebrow, "I find that you have entered the consciousness of the Wise Man who left earlier. I think I shut down some more ports when I shut down the ingress, and the stack overflow caused the bug. β
Zheng Zhuo shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he did not understand the terminology.
"I just want to know if it's going to kill me...... Or is it pushing me into a situation where life is worse than losing my life? Like keeping me trapped in the brain of an orangutan for the rest of my life. β
"Hmm...... I don't think so. "At the moment, it seems that the only thing that this bug has had is getting you on someone's body and allowing the participants who have been sent out to observe what is happening in the [subconscious] world through their mobile phones." β
"That sounds like a benign bug."
"You know what? Only players like benign bugs. β
"Now you're supporting the players." Zheng Zhuo said while writing something on the back of his hand, "Is there a way to take advantage of this?" I want the Wise to be able to observe the world when I enter the subconscious world, and to be able to communicate with me. β
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"That way my work can be safer and more efficient, isn't it? Everything can be done sooner and more people can be saved. β
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"Of course, it would be nice if a few more people could see it. [Orphan] seems to have called me just now, can he join? Oh, I believe that the mental damage received by [the naΓ―ve] is minimal. She might be able to wake up and helpβ"
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The young woman was silent. Her brow was furrowed, an expression that Zheng Zhuo had seen on the faces of many people who were about to get angry.
"How?"
But Zheng Zhuo still asked hard. Whatever is important, you have to ask questions. Such as salary, or small life.
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The young woman let out a long sigh.
She didn't get angry.
"It's still very unstable. I haven't tried it either. I'll keep track of the parameters all the way out, and if there's any problem, I'll cut it off immediately. β
"Okay."
When a person starts to add a lot of conditions to the conversation, it means that she agrees. Zheng Zhuo didn't reply at all, and nodded immediately.
"If you wish to have another person observe you, contact him beforehand. Let him click on the software interface as you enter the subconscious world. β
"By doing so, you can let the other person see what is going on in the world you're in."
"Thank you so much."
Zheng Zhuo nodded.
The young woman waved her hand.
"It's time to make another parameter adjustment. Luckily, I don't get tired in it. Go back. Still the same, waiting for my notification. β
Zheng Zhuo's body flew up lightly.
Let God work overtime.
Zheng Zhuo began to feel inexplicable satisfaction again. He realized that he had become the kind of person he had ever hated the most, and slapped his cheek hard.
ββ¦β¦ 15β¦β¦ 08β¦β¦ 26β¦β¦ 72β¦β¦β
He began to memorize a string of numbers.
"What have you been reading and writing since just now?"
When he was about to fly out of the [pure white world], the young woman asked him.
"Oh, this one." Zheng Zhuo replied, "It's just a phone number." β
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When he came back to his senses, Zheng Zhuo found himself back at the door of the small supermarket at night.
Everything was so familiar and strange at the same time. Signboards, carriageways, pedestrians. He was holding the phone in his hand, and the phone hadn't even turned off the screen automatically, staying on the software interface of the [collective subconscious].
"Wow."
He blinked.
In the [Subconscious World] column, there is an additional [Magic Academy World]. But now, like the rest of the world, it is in an unselectable state.
"[Subliminal Voting] ...... [Personal Information] ......"
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[Participant: Zheng Zhuo]
γLocation: Explorerγ
[Worlds cleared: Small Town World, Ocean World, Dungeon World, Wizard Academy World]
[Subconscious World Abilities: Identification, Rapid Spellcasting, Transformation]
[Real-World Abilities: Mental Resistance: Insanity Invalid, Class Mastery Speed *10, Black Hand]
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Personal information has also been updated.
He glanced at it and turned it off.
Then, he slid up the keyboard.
βXXX15082672γβ
Thankfully, I didn't forget.
He let out a long breath and dialed the number.
This is the number that Chu Huairen told him before he sank into the subconscious world because of stability.
ββ¦β¦ Beep ......"
ββ¦β¦ Beep ......"
ββ¦β¦ Feed? β
The other side picked it up. Familiar sounds.
"Chu Huairen." Zheng Zhuo immediately said, "I'm Zheng Zhuo." β
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There was a moment of silence on the other side.
"I understood that it was torturing me: I had just fallen into a deep sleep and was woken up."
Got in touch!
Zheng Zhuo was overjoyed in his heart - this is a phased breakthrough.
This means that he has taken the first step towards follow-up help!