27.2 per cent for option I, 9.1 per cent for option two, 18.2 per cent for option three and 45.5 per cent for option four.

……

[Option 4]

【Ability: Driving Skill Set】

Specific performance: master the four abilities of [driving], [mechanical maintenance], [electrical maintenance] and [car body transformation].

……

Zheng Zhuo chose [Ability: Driving Skill Group]. The pale green interface shattered, and the words melted into his body as specks of light.

……

[Participant: Zheng Zhuo]

【Location: Explorer】

[Worlds cleared: Small Town World, Ocean World, Dungeon World, Magic Academy World, Evolution World, Plant Disaster World, Martial Arts World, Zombie World]

[Subconscious World Abilities: Identification, Rapid Spellcasting, Transformation, Alchemy]

[Real-World Abilities: Mental Resistance: Ineffective Madness, Class Mastery Speed *10, Black Hand, Counter Devouring, Persuasion, Grappling, Driving Skill Set]

……

And gained new abilities. Zheng Zhuo is very satisfied with this.

I don't know what the difference between the so-called "driving" skills is different from the vehicle driving skills that I have mastered now. And the three skills of [mechanical maintenance], [electrical maintenance] and [car body modification] are something he has never had.

"At least I can be a mechanic." He quipped.

After selecting a skill, the ascent speed becomes faster. Zheng Zhuo looked down and vaguely saw that Yan Futi had merged into an egg sheath after he had risen, and the young woman had landed on the ground of the [Pure White World].

As soon as she entered, she ran to the computer.

"Taken away...... This is related to ...... The speed of time has also been changed......"

Well?

The young woman seemed to say something.

Time flow rate...... What? Zheng Zhuo was too far away. He was still rising, and the wind made him unable to hear clearly.

He only saw that she didn't hit the keyboard twice, and quickly left the computer again, running to the egg sheath.

She opened Yan Futi's egg sheath.

"Your damage is minimal...... Next, go to ......"

Where to go?

Zheng Zhuo vigorously adjusted his center of gravity. He wanted to slow down his ascent.

However, this is not possible.

It quickly turned white in front of me.

Zheng Zhuo was teleported out and returned to reality.

……

White.

There was still only white in front of me.

Zheng Zhuo blinked a few times, and then gradually distinguished the gap in the ceiling veneer in the white.

My eyes hurt from the light. He noticed that he had been staring at the incandescent light on the ceiling for a few minutes.

“…… Uh......"

Zheng Zhuo closed his eyes hard. The eyeballs hurt as if they were burning. He lifted his sore hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose as he struggled to sit up from his lying position.

“…… How...... What's going on......"

The whole body was as heavy as lead. Muscles ached, fatigue filled the brain, and every joint began to moan because of his movements.

Waking up this time was different from every time before. Previously, Zheng Zhuo woke up from the [Subconscious World], and in reality, he may not even have passed 1 minute, and his body naturally did not have any discomfort.

But this time, he almost suspected that the suffering he had suffered in the [Zombie World] had been brought out by Ichishan.

“…… It hurts so much. What's going on......? ”

When Zheng Zhuo finally raised his head, he was stunned.

……

Zheng Zhuo still remembers that before he entered the [Subconscious World], he was in the county where Zhuang Yusheng was located. One night, he found the small building where Zhuang Yusheng was hiding. He forcibly entered the small building with Guo Qian, the black-clothed reserve army, and dealt with Zhuang Yusheng physically.

After that, Zheng Zhuo entered the [Subconscious World] on Zhuang Yusheng's sofa.

Since Fu Xi mastered the [Subconscious World] central control computer, he has not entered it for many days, so he has a very clear impression of the location.

But the position he is in now, there is no doubt that it is not the small building where Zhuang Yusheng is hiding.

He arrived at a strange, pure white room.

“…… Where is this? ”

Zheng Zhuo looked around in surprise. The room is about 20 tsubos, the color is very close to [pure white world], the ceiling is white, the floor is white, and the walls are white.

However, there is still a certain gap with [Pure White World]. First of all, there are doors and windows. Outside the window were ordinary blue skies and white clouds, the canopy of trees and other buildings in the distance.

Of course, it's all colored.

Zheng Zhuo got up from a liftable nursing bed used in a medical institution. The bed is not too white to be white, but has a green upholstery.

Next to it, there were two rows of identical beds, but now, they were empty.

This kind of display, this kind of arrangement......

No matter how he thought about it, Zheng Zhuo could only think that he was in the ward.

"Where is this?"

Zheng Zhuo slowly got off the bed.

There wasn't anyone around. Zhuang Yusheng and Guo Qian, who were supposed to be with him, are also gone.

Zheng Zhuo's first reaction was, could it be that I, like the previous participants who burned their heads, became a vegetative person?

No way. Suddenly appearing in the hospital room, he could only think so. After all, the young woman had said that her brother had become vegetative after entering the subconscious world.

He quickly touched his chin and stroked his hair again.

No stubble has grown, and the hair is still the same length.

After standing on the ground, Zheng Zhuo noticed that he had not taken off his shoes.

"That's right."

He looked around his body.

The coat was not taken off. The clothes on the whole body have not been changed.

It's not so much about being cared for...... It's more like someone brought him here and casually left on this nursing bed.

“…… Cell phone. ”

Zheng Zhuo hurriedly touched his pocket.

Surprisingly, it's the phone too. He swiped the interface and saw the [Collective Subconscious] software.

And wallets, keys.

Nothing was lost.

“…… If it's lost, it's better to explain. ”

Zheng Zhuo tried to connect to the [Collective Subconscious] software. However, it has re-entered [Under Maintenance].

Zheng Zhuo really didn't know what the situation was now. If it weren't for the critical situation now, he would even think that Zhuang Yusheng, Guo Qian and the young woman had done some prank on him.

Zheng Zhuo walked to the window. He looked down.

His location should be only two or three stories above the ground. It's very secluded outside, with a few buildings next to each other and lots of greenery all around.

"It looks like some kind of enclosed environment...... It's not like a hospital. Is it a sanatorium? ”

Zheng Zhuo thought about leaving the window, and he walked through the room.

There is a bathroom at the end of the room. It's getting more and more like a hospital room.

Zheng Zhuo went in and tried it. There is water, and there is electricity.

“…… The living conditions are pretty good. ”

Zheng Zhuo washed his face. He stared at himself in the mirror for a moment.

It's been a long time since I've seriously looked at my face. In each Subconscious World, his appearance and temperament are slightly different. This face in reality made him feel strange to himself.

He was stunned for a few seconds.

Until a voice came from the hallway.

Knock, knock.

Rhythmic percussion.

“…… What? ”

Some sense of crisis carved into the depths of his spirit made Zheng Zhuo act again. He opened the door softly.

Outside is a plain white hallway. Very clean. The lamp, like the one in the ward, is incandescent.

Knock, knock.

The voice came from the end of the corridor on Zheng Zhuo's right.

……

【Question】

[What's next?] 】

[Option 1]

[Near the direction of the sound coming from]

[Option 2]

【Stay indoors】

[Option 3]

[Stay away from the direction of the sound and go to the other end of the hallway]

[Option 4]

【Try to leave through the window】

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