Interactive Fiction: The Right Choice After Unemployment

Chapter 293 Chess Friends
11.1% for option one, 77.8% for option two, and 11.1% for option four.

……

【Option [-]】

[Recovering information warfare experience]: Able to process a large amount of data at the same time, and respond faster to the situation in the field

……

"Help me recover my information warfare experience."

Zheng Zhuo looked at the light green frame in front of him, and said to the battlefield cleaning and recycling machine.

"Warning: There are brain damage interval effects, and there may be cases where it cannot be applied and cannot be matched."

Sure enough, the AI ​​of the battlefield cleaning and recycling machine couldn't see the light green frame, as well as the text, numbers, and bar graphs on it.

If even AI cannot see, Zheng Zhuo only thought of one possibility.

It is that this thing, like myself, comes from somewhere outside the world.

"(Are we the only two fellows here?)"

Zheng Zhuo thought about it, but felt kind.

"Go ahead."

He informed the battlefield sweeper.

He wasn't worried at all that he only had half of the problem in his head.

Anyway, when he enters the next world, he will get a whole brain again.

"..."

He's so sure of this that it scares him slightly.

When starting from [Cyberpunk World], Coyote said he was crazy.

But he thought, he's not crazy.

Instead, it reminds me of past experiences.

……

Reminds you of past experiences, not specific events in the past that gave you experience.

Is this possible?
When those electrical signals passed through the low-salt repair solution, Zheng Zhuo was thinking about this.

But soon, the consciousness in his mind was refilled with information from information warfare.

"……Uh……"

Information flooded his head.

...but not that incomprehensible, nor a severe headache.He felt a little overwhelmed at first, but soon began to adapt.

"(Did the whole bunch of nanochips I played with work?)"

He's always overdosing on nanochips.He hopes it doesn't have too much of an impact on his mental health.

……and many more.

He seemed to remember something again,
About the mental damage... or something.

beep.

"Language module test. Please say a word."

"If the original mental damage is very serious, will the impact of the mental damage caused again become smaller?"

"What? Tell me one more time..."

"Feel sorry."

The AI ​​of the Battlefield Sweeper Recycler doesn't seem to have built in the ability to deal with hell jokes.

……

In the following time, Zheng Zhuo honestly kept silent.

The remodeling surgery was indeed a success.He was gradually able to keep up with the beating numbers on the medical cabin, and was able to confirm his current situation by observing the changes in their numbers.

And after reaching this step, his transformation is almost over.

"Currently applicable functional operating level: 14%."

"(Can you only use 14%...)"

no way.A big part of the head is missing, this is already the limit.

"How many merit points do I have left?"

Zheng Zhuo asked.

"26 thousand points."

The battlefield cleaning and recycling machine reported a very subtle number.Zheng Zhuo no longer has a concept of merit points, but he can probably tell the difference between more and less.

Because his transformation operation just now used 219 million thousand points.

"(Are you so resistant to letting the scrapped fighters undergo transformation.)"

After Zheng Zhuo died once, he once again experienced the principle of Starfleet's consumables.

"What else can you do with 26 thousand points?"

"Okay: order a cup of coffee, request a cure, make a band call, request an extra ammo..."

"I don't need coffee. Play the frequency band for me."

"Understood. Where is it going to be broadcast?"

"To the 187th Chapter of the Master Division, Black Fury."

"Understood, please wait."

"..."

"........."

"Deputy Sergeant Zheng Zhuo, hello, the [187th Battalion of the Chief Division, Black Fury] you want to contact is not found. The latest report on [187th Battalion of the Chief Division: Black Fury] shows that the last Members of the warband died in the raid on star cluster B3-7 909 cosmic months ago. 2 cosmic months ago, [Black Fury] was deleted from the Legion file number. 1 cosmic month ago, [Chief Division 187th The number of the battle group was transferred to the new sub-group of the [Deer Chaser] [Red Eyed Hero]..."

"Okay."

Zheng Zhuo stopped the battlefield cleaning and recycling machine.

He paused for a moment before asking the next question.

"The 219th Battalion: Is [Biochemical Heart] still there?"

"Please wait……"

"... The relevant fleet signal has been searched. Is it connected?"

"Is the head of the fleet still Feng?"

"Searching...yes. Fleet leader index, Feng..."

"Go on."

"learn."

Beep, beep.

beep.

After several times of beating frequency bands, the opposite signal was connected to Zheng Zhuo's medical cabin.

"...The 219th Battalion: [Biochemical Heart], head, Feng..."

Feng's mechanical voice.It sounds amazing now.

"[Black Rage] serial number: AL0T-272, Zheng Zhuo."

Zheng Zhuo said.

"I'm dying. Come and say hello to you."

"Sorry for blowing up your [Lord Huntington]."

"...You will choose to use all the merit points to strengthen the broken brain instead of donating them to [Biochemical Heart], I know you are not sorry..."

well.

Feng can tell jokes from hell.Sure enough, AI still can't compare with a digitized real person.

"...The data analysis tells me that you want to hear this more."

Damn.

It turns out to just iterate a bit more.

"You can take the initiative to call me, so that I can give you at least 26 thousand points." Zheng Zhuo said, "Before I die, I have something to ask you."

"I want to use the Zerg's neuroelectric signal to improve my brain reaction speed. I know this can be done through the communication access frequency band. Please recommend to me the one you think is the best."

"This is what you want to ask me? It can be ranked among the most interesting last word elections in this millennium."

"No way, after all, you are an expert in brain neuroscience and Zerg. You will definitely want to ask."

"Well... what should I do? Such a charming last word makes me want to pass you an exponential frequency band..."

"Please the kind that keeps me sane."

……go out……

……go outside……

Zheng Zhuo began to hallucinate again.The voice came back to his head.

Time is running out, he thought.

"Hello, Feng."

He asked the giant "Master Brain".

"Do you believe that you are real? I mean, do you believe that right now...the vastness of space, the Space Marines dying every cosmic second, this never-ending expansion and war...is real ?”

"You just said that there is only one thing to ask me."

"Just a question. Treat it like a personality test."

"I don't do personality tests. But of course I believe I'm real. Because I'm thinking."

"good."

Zheng Zhuo said.

"Since you said so, I also believe you are true."

Spots of light flickered in front of Zheng Zhuo's eyes.The black cave twisted and slowly appeared in the medical cabin.

"I'm going to hang up."

Zheng Zhuo said to Feng.

"In every sense. Isn't your recommendation ready yet?"

"Okay. Then..."

"Choose one of these three."

Feng said.

……

【problem】

[Which kind of Zerg's neural electrical signals should be accepted to increase the brain's response speed? 】

【Option [-]】

[Wisdom]: You can use two [abilities] at the same time

【Option [-]】

[Fever]: Can maximize the effect of [Ability]
【Option [-]】

[Sensitivity]: You can perceive the strength of various [ability] effects on the enemy

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