85.7 per cent for option two and 14.3 per cent for option four.

……

[Option 2]

[Stay in the carriage, unwrap all the packages, and mark yourself with all the nanochips that can be hit]

……

All the thoughts in your head will become options.

Whether it is feasible or not.

“……”

Looking at the only interface in front of him that could display text, Zheng Zhuo was once again strongly aware of this.

(No.) But since it can be selected, it is feasible...... Right? ）”

Rats fell into the rice warehouse, don't be a starving ghost?

(It's also possible that 'it's coming.') ）”

Anyway, Zheng Zhuo decided to carry it out.

In the midst of the gunshots, Zheng Zhuo began to unpack the package. In the beginning, he used his hands and teeth. When he unpacked the first package with the drone, the sharp steel blades inside more than doubled his unpacking speed.

[Evaluation Point Enhancement Components], [Injection Consumables], [Nanochips].

One by one, things were turned out.

The gunfire continued, and Zheng Zhuo heard the screams of someone after being shot.

The door made a "bang" sound. A faint smell of blood wafted into Zheng Zhuo's nostrils. He realized that someone had fallen, right behind the door.

Some shouted "get in touch", others screamed in desperation that "contact is blocked".

To be honest, Zheng Zhuo didn't have much sympathy.

He was thinking, "You have today, too."

He can't protect himself now. But there is no extra sympathy to share with others.

(Is it assembled like this!?) ）”

With the faint light penetrating from the outside, Zheng Zhuo combined the nanochips with the reinforcement components and injected them into the injection consumables.

Multiply......

A slight, bubble-filled sound of liquid filling.

He had been injected once. At that time, I also assembled it myself. But it's still very different from unboxing and reloading from scratch in the dark.

“（……！ ）”

The carriage shook violently again. Someone else fell.

There is not much time left for Zheng Zhuo.

He took a deep breath and pressed the injection filament against the side of his neck.

(The young woman is right.) I might be really crazy. ）”

Poof.

Slight pneumatic injection sounds.

Zheng Zhuo felt a chill in his neck. The fluid slowly entered Zheng Zhuo's veins.

But that's not enough.

(Next.) ）”

Injection consumables were withdrawn, and new nanochips and reinforcement components were combined.

Poof.

Again.

(Again.) ）”

Poof.

(Again...... ）”

……

Got your seventh shot? Or the eighth shot?

The fierce gunfight outside was almost inaudible.

Zheng Zhuo's head was dizzy. A strange sensation roamed through his body, making him feel like his blood was cold.

His gaze swayed. In the midst of the many ghosts, he opened his panel.

……

[Name]: Zheng Zhuo

[Identity]: Company employee

[Ability]:——

[Evaluation Point]:

？ grade flesh

？ level of intelligence

？ level of responsiveness

？ level of technical ability

？ level of sedation

……

“（…… Ha ha...... Can't the assessment point system confirm my condition......? ）”

According to the regular usage, level 2 can only be played after level 1 is played, and level 3 can only be played after level 2 is played. Also, no one will hit a low-level enhancement component at a high level.

But Zheng Zhuo definitely didn't follow the usage and dosage.

It's pitch black in this library. He had no way of determining what component was what...... He punched everything he could get his hands on.

He even suspected that he had mistakenly injected multiple nanochips into an equivalent reinforcement component, giving himself a concentrated booster shot.

(Eyes too...... Begin...... ）”

Light sensitivity will be strong and weak.

Zheng Zhuo reached for the injection consumables again......

But he couldn't see his hands clearly.

Trying to lift your feet. I can't feel my feet either.

(Ah...... ）”

Zheng Zhuo collapsed in the compartment of the van.

Consciousness is fading.

(I seem to be losing consciousness a lot lately...... ）”

Hit too much.

Those injections may have also affected Zheng Zhuo's thinking. It was only then that he realized it.

Another thing that also came to him was also the one that came to him.

(Select this option...... Maybe it's because of ...... ）”

Stay in the car and you will definitely be found.

Holding your breath, pretending to be dead, or faking your death are not safe.

There is too much technology in this world to be able to see through the state of people at a glance.

So.

True death is the safest thing.

……

Sound.

Drag.

Footsteps.

Light.

Smell.

Sentiment.

“……”

“…… Drag ......"

“…… Boss, he's a madman......"

“…… Before us...... Hop on the bus......"

“…… Rats ......"

“…… Waste things......"

Zheng Zhuo felt something miscellaneous. His consciousness seemed to be split into several pieces. He could realize that he was "moving", but he didn't feel like it was his business.

If anything, the feeling is more like staring at a big screen from a great distance. The screen shows his current physical indicators and the environment to which he belongs.

"Is this guy awake?"

Yes......

The eyes seemed to be open.

But there is no feeling that I have woken up.

Each organ operates independently.

He guessed it was because of something wrong with his brain.

But there is also a saying that when you can feel that something is wrong with your brain, there is not much wrong with it.

Zheng Zhuo felt a little relieved that he could still think of such a statement.

The sound of leather boots. The ghost of leather boots. Camouflage uniform with chinos.

People walk around the neighborhood. Leather boots step on a thin layer of dust on the loess.

Zheng Zhuo's eyes were open. He could see even the dust clearly.

"Lose it. He, he, he, he, he beat his wife too much, and he is already a waste of people. ”

And what is it this time? Repetitive auditory hallucinations?

A sentence was played too many times in Zheng Zhuo's head. There was pain in the temples.

But the pain was dulled after a moment.

Zheng Zhuo's consciousness fell into a haze again.

The footsteps were gone. Zheng Zhuo was thrown to the ground.

A moment later.

…… Rustling......

The green light of the holographic glasses came on.

Zheng Zhuo heard a murmur.

…… Rustling......

The sound is getting louder.

Rustling!

“！”

The murmur seemed to hit the eardrum directly.

Extremely intense pain. Even more than when he was thrown out of the car.

Zheng Zhuo moved.

He really woke up.

…… Rustling......

The headphones are still ringing. But it was all noise, and nothing could be heard.

Zheng Zhuo was still lying on the ground. He blinked a few times, and then took in the sight around him.

Ruined huts, freshly extinguished campfires, littered paper, tobacco and bullet casings.

Zheng Zhuo's location was an abandoned camp.

Those who briefly borrowed it were dressed in shades of gray, black, and brown, and Zheng Zhuo saw them climb into the vehicle in the distance.

They seem to be leaving.

The car with the [Evaluation Point System] printed on it is still there. Right behind Zheng Zhuo.

Naturally, the inside has been emptied.

Someone was on the side of the car. Zheng Zhuo heard the sound of spray paint.

It seems that the words "evaluation point system" are to be painted. It seems that they are also planning to take the car away.

……

【Question】

[Woke up just as the unknown group was about to leave.] What's next? 】

[Option 1]

[Make a voice to attract attention, indicating that you want to act with them]

[Option 2]

[Continue to play dead and wait for them to leave, stay in the abandoned camp]

[Option 3]

[Find a way to hide in the carriage again, quietly follow them, and move together]

You can leave a message in the form of [said in this chapter] after [option 1], [option 2] and [option 3]. Messages under 1 ID will be counted as 1 vote.

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