Please ask the dream.

Chapter 24 Difference
Feng Xue thought about the reason why he chose this item, the first of which was the cost-effectiveness.

The skill unlocking coupons dropped from the store and in combat can be maxed out directly as long as there is a legacy benefit. I currently don't have any "business" abilities that need to be improved urgently. Entry-level arts such as traditional music and acting are of little help. As for sneaking into houses and picking locks, they are of little use for this prison which claims to have never had a jailbreak since its construction.

In comparison, the skill [Architecture] is very special.

First of all, the predecessor's [War Structure] reached the Grandmaster level, but when Feng Xue used the sports redemption voucher before, he did not find the special structure technique.

This means that the predecessor's architectural skills may have been absorbed by the war architecture, but another possibility cannot be ruled out -

The predecessor did not understand conventional architecture at all.

After all, according to the nodes that have been passed so far, the predecessor started out as an orphan, was bullied by the second generation of school bullies at school, was mistaken for a thief when he picked up a wallet, and later joined a gang in a street fight... Following this route, it seems that he doesn't look like the type of person who can seriously learn this kind of knowledge.

In other words, the predecessor may be the type who started out as a self-taught person and then directly learned war architecture.

This is also more in line with the gang members' eagerness for quick success in training thugs.

Taking these factors into consideration, it becomes particularly important to exchange the original version of the architecture technique. At least only with it can Feng Xue dare to continue upgrading the war architecture.

With this thought in mind, Feng Xue directly clicked to confirm. As a string of information unfolded in his mind, he couldn't help but sweat.

Just as he thought, although the war architecture and the traditional architecture have the same starting point, there are considerable differences in the details. For example, the introductory textbook on the war architecture does not mention small details such as "change the visualization object at least once every three days" and "try to keep the visualization object in a changing state during visualization."

"Details determine success or failure..." Feng Xue compared the two pieces of knowledge and screened out the differences one by one. It seemed that they were just some small projects similar to brain training, but when these small projects were all omitted, it was hard not to doubt that this was the reason why the traditional faction could go further.

Putting away the turmoil in his heart, Feng Xue moved his gaze to the right and saw the third node on the second floor. The good news was that it was not an emergency operation, and the bad news was that it was an unexpected encounter.

"Tsk." With a helpless sigh and a glance at his remaining san value of only 8 points, Feng Xue still clicked on the hidden mine. As the prompt that he was already tired of seeing flashed by, the scene in front of him also switched.

At this moment, he was standing on a slightly empty street with few people in front of him. The bleak autumn wind blew slowly, and a sense of sadness was self-evident.

At this time, the words of the golden finger appeared again:
[Because of multiple charges such as fighting, intentional injury, and manslaughter, you were sent to a juvenile detention center as a minor. Three years later, when you turned 18, you finally left this prison. Unfortunately, the gang that gathered because of you has disappeared, and the school has expelled you. It’s time to make a choice——]

[1. I have studied hard for three years, I can’t waste it, I should take the college entrance examination first.]

[Second, just find a job where no one cares about your resume and do some odd jobs to earn a living.]

[3. I once wanted to be a good person, but the world didn’t give me this opportunity. Now, it’s time to awaken the dark will! ]

"Oh~! What about the fact that you attained enlightenment in Longchang?" Looking at this line of text, Feng Xue didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

After carefully examining the three options, the third one must not be chosen, otherwise what will follow will probably be a plot like "How a hardcore ruthless person is made".

As for the college entrance examination… although it feels a bit tricky, it doesn’t seem to be a big pitfall. After all, after three years in the juvenile detention center, apart from ideological education, the rest of the time should be studying. As for this odd job, it seems to be the most normal option, but judging from the previous performance of this golden finger, this thing is definitely a pitfall.

For example, when I was serving food in a fast food restaurant, my former younger brother would suddenly come up to me and say, "Brother, how did you end up selling French fries?" And then I wouldn't have been the big brother for many years?
Another example is the dilemma often faced by those who have difficulty finding a job after being released from prison. No one is willing to accept their resume, and they end up having no choice but to step into a dark future.

In comparison, the option of the college entrance examination seems unexpectedly reliable?

Feng Xue's mouth twitched slightly, and she selected the first option, and then...

……

"Shit, no one told me to take the test myself!"

Feng Xue jumped up from the bed suddenly, almost shouting out what was in his heart, because his golden finger had turned gray again at this time, and the reason for being kicked out was very simple, he was thrown into the college entrance examination room, and experienced a round of high-intensity... no, half a round of torture, because before he even took the last subject, his san value was deducted.

"Although I've known for a long time that this world is outrageous, it shouldn't be this outrageous, right?" Recalling the college entrance examination questions he had seen before, Feng Xue pinched his eyebrows hard, but then he suddenly shuddered, and all the things in this pigeon test suddenly began to flash before his eyes.

"No! Something is very wrong!"

Feng Xue's face became more and more serious as he kept reviewing his choices. It was nothing at first, but after the nightmare that afternoon, his choices became much more radical.

Whether it was skipping the gambling node directly or burning people to death without caring in the street bloodbath node, it was somewhat inconsistent with his personality.

The choice of architecture is also outrageous. Although the facts have proved that this option is correct, from the perspective of common sense, the choice should have been made more carefully!

Not to mention the last option. If I were a normal person, even if that option might have pitfalls, I would never directly choose an option that anyone with a brain knows is a pitfall, right?
Especially at a node like this where one is about to enter the third layer, with normal thinking, one should choose the safest option and try to see what the next layer looks like first.

The more Feng Xue thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The more he thought about it, the weirder it felt. But soon, he realized the root of the problem.

san value.

If there is anything that has changed after the Midnight Nightmare node, it is the sudden drop in sanity.

Because the large amount of deduction did not cause any impact at the beginning, he regarded it as something that could be consumed like blood volume, but now it seems that this thing will interfere with the meat pigeon's own will.

"I didn't notice it at first, maybe because the deduction is relatively smooth? Or is it that only when it's below 20 will there be a noticeable change? Speaking of which, after the san value in the pigeon was below , my personality obviously went in the direction of being cold, paranoid, and stubborn... Is this the personality of my predecessor, or the personality after I turned evil? Or, is it the personality that my predecessor might develop into under this route?"

As he was thinking, Feng Xue couldn't help but knock his head. Fortunately, after he left the golden finger, he was able to detect the problem. In other words, the change of the san value in the golden finger would at least not affect himself in the outside world.

(End of this chapter)