"Hiss!"
Xu Xiaoshou took a sharp breath.
Seeing that wheel, that pointer, the dead memories suddenly started attacking him.
Thinking back to those days, it was because of his itchy hands; his first reaction wasn't to spin the wheel but to turn the pointer, which resulted in breaking the pointer and causing a series of subsequent passive incidents.
"I have a whole body of active skills!"
"I could have had a whole body of active skills; the 'Active System' clearly occupied the major portion of the wheel's zone, a full ninety percent!"
He vaguely remembered the bottom of the black wheel was divided into two major zones, one gold and one red; the golden was the active system, the red was the passive system.
But now, at a glance, it was hard to tell whether it was a memory problem or his eyes were blurred from lying on a sickbed too long.
"No zones?"
