The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Even if the language is unfamiliar, as long as you are willing to work hard, you can always find a way to deal with it.

Thanks to this, Jing'an also instantly understood the content of the remaining information.

"It's leeward, settling down near a low-lying area...?"

Near the cliff pass, although there are many footholds that meet these characteristics, considering Aisha's ability to move, it should not be too remote.

The range instantly shrank by more than half.

Following this logical thinking, Jingan only wandered around for ten minutes before finding the place where the old popsicle and Aisha used to stay.

"At the bottom of the cliff? Although it doesn't keep warm, it can avoid the mountain and snow. It is indeed a good choice."

After seeing Jing'an's figure, one person and one dog stood up.

"gentlemen!"

"Wow!"

The three parties reunited.

After briefly describing the situation of the cliff pass, Jing An took out the short knife he carried with him and cut the hemp rope tied to his body.

Jasmine, who had lost her weight support, immediately fell onto the snow pile, making a muffled sound.

The eyes of one person and one dog also turned away, and some curious eyes were constantly circulating on this plopped guy, as if he wanted to try his best to find some unique characteristics.

"Aisha, translate it. Let her not pretend to be asleep."

The eyelids seemed to be closed tightly with glue, but the lips, which had begun to tremble slightly, had completely exposed her inner state.

Under the gaze of Jing'an and the old popsicle, Aisha cleared her throat nervously—to be honest, if it wasn't for this thing, she would have almost forgotten, she joined the Jing'an team just to translate the northern language from the beginning. of.

"Get up, sir already knows you are pretending to be asleep."

In a brief and powerful tone, even the old popsicle looked slightly at Aisha. Such a proficient intonation is almost no less than that of the mother tongue.

Jasmine's eyes trembled immediately, her fists were slightly clenched, as if she wanted to open her eyes subconsciously, but after opening a small slit, she immediately closed it again.

The freckled face showed a toothy grin. She opened her mouth, but her eyes closed tighter.

"You, don't you need to mask your face? I know the rules of bandits, and I will definitely be dead after seeing my face.

Aisha blinked her eyes twice, turned her head halfway as if asking, and looked towards Jing'an.

The ghost knew what impression her husband had left on her before.

"...Tell her that we are not robbers. Now I just want to ask her some content. After the matter, I promise you can go back unscathed."

As if to strengthen the persuasive power, Jing An fumbled through Aisha's bag and took out the bottle cap of a small bag.

"Remember to emphasize to her again, this is paid."

With Aisha's help, Jing'an's goodwill was finally passed on to the other party's heart. Jasmine's expression became a little struggling, she seemed to be weighing something, and finally finally opened her eyes slowly and sat up.

The strange combination of two people and a dog caused Jasmine to fall into a brief crash.

The tall, yellow-and-black hound, with shiny hair and bright fangs, made her look more.

It's the appearance of trying to behave like a baby, and it's really a bit of a dogleg.

"The first question, let's introduce yourself first. From birth to now, everything is fine, you can think of where to say where."

The proficient northern common language forced Jasmine to turn her head, and looked at the girl beside her, who seemed to be a lot younger than her.

The appearance of wide forehead and high nose is not unfamiliar to Jasmine. Her gaze paused for a moment on Aisha's brown half-length hair, and then she moved again, looking at each other with those azure blue eyes.

"me…"

Jasmine's face was not difficult to see the tension beyond words. As if to comfort her, Aisha squatted down and delivered the blanket she had on hand to Jasmine's hand.

"Don't be nervous, sir is not a bad person. Put on this blanket first, don't catch a cold."

Bewildered can be used to describe Jasmine's current appearance. She pursed her lips, and after receiving Aisha's blanket, she let out a sobbing sound.

"I, my name is Jasmine."

"born in…"

Between Jasmine's incoherent description, Jing An took off the cover on her face, and then sat cross-legged beside the old popsicle.

An ordinary twin sister born in a farm family.

After being invaded by the cold wave and harassed by the evolutionary beasts, the entire settlement organized migration until it came to settle down at the cliff pass. During this period, the parents were in trouble, and only the two sisters remained dependent on each other.

With only one side word, Aisha had a slight affection for this guy named Jasmine. After all, she is also a distressed and lonely family, and her emotional resonance can arouse her compassion.

"After all that, do you want to drink some water?"

"If you can, thank you..."

The stiff atmosphere has a tendency to relax somewhat at this moment.

Jasmine took the water bottle, then carefully raised her eyelids, and glanced at Jing An with a thoughtful expression on the side.

It is not difficult to see that the person in charge on the spot is this plain-looking young man.

Before she continued to look at it a few more times, Jing An raised her head and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, then I will continue with the second question."

Self-introduction is just a simple foreshadowing. What you really want to ask is actually all in the back.

"Is there anything weird happened to the Cliff Pass in the near future?"

This question caught Jasmine for a moment. She didn't seem to expect that Jing An would ask this suddenly, so that she became stuttered with it.

"Uh...is it strange? Sir, wait a moment, let me think about it."

Jing An rubbed her chin, and then whispered to Aisha on the side.

"Don't think about it, just let her say everything in detail."

As the side of the statement, Jing'an did not need Jasmine to make screening.

After receiving Jing'an's prompt, Jasmine groaned for a while, then said slowly.

"If you insist on saying things, they are all things that can't be made on the table. For example, about a month ago, the snow path leading to the winter fort was inexplicably sealed."

"In other words, the hunters in the small town have been a little bit unhappy recently. Because I heard that almost all the beasts around have lost their tracks after entering the winter. Although this has happened before, it will not be so exaggerated..."

"The mayor suddenly issued a notice two weeks ago. It seems that this year's environment is particularly bad. If there is nothing urgent for everyone, don't go out. After the winter has passed, consider going out."

It's all trivial things.

However, some seemingly unimportant information can also be obtained. For example... the entire settlement seems to be developing in the direction of ‘autism’.

Jing'an was silent, her eyes drooping so that others could not see what he was thinking.

As Jasmine said, none of these matters sounded much worthy of attention, and it seemed that they had nothing to do with the content of Jing'an thinking.

As if she realized that what she said was not nutritious, Jasmine's expression was a bit tangled. The appearance of scratching his head and ears was just as embarrassing as a candidate who got stuck.

"Right! Also, it seems that after entering the winter, everyone has become a little bit simple. Especially at night, I hardly see anyone going out!"

Judging from these answers, this woman named Jasmine is indeed just an ordinary person.

Lowering her expectations a little bit in her heart, Jing An waved her hand and motioned to Jasmine who wanted to continue to say something to stop.

"Let's stop here, continue to the third question."

"Describe in detail with me, what you did the day before yesterday and yesterday."

After Aisha had translated the truth, Jasmine only thought about it, and sorted out all her activities in the past two days.

"Wake up at about four in the morning, prepare breakfast in the pub with my sister, and then go upstairs and send it to the guests who have paid the deposit..."

The busy and trivial affairs made Jasmine's daily schedule full.

And when Jasmine described her work the day before yesterday afternoon, Aisha on the side couldn't help but turn her eyes away and secretly looked towards Jing'an.

At this time, it was the time when Mr. departed to explore the cliff pass.

Under the smooth and gentle tone, there was almost no trace of lying. To prevent accidents, Jing'an even secretly used the power of the Eye of Wisdom. Under the effect of further perspective, Jasmine only showed the slightest emotional fluctuation, and he could also accurately capture it in an instant.

Under such a vigilant stare, until the end of the self-report that lasted for about five minutes, Jing'an still failed to notice the slightest abnormality.

"Aren't there any mood swings..."

After the low whisper, Jing'an didn't pause at all. He continued to ask aloud.

"The last question, do you know... the mutant?"

Hearing this question, Aisha, who was supposed to translate immediately, couldn't help but feel embarrassed at this time. She understood what Jing An meant in an instant, and she pretended to clear her throat, and then tried to cover up her mistake.

After hearing the description of the problem, Jasmine did not show any strange expressions. As Jing'an had expected, she just frowned slightly, then murmured and repeated.

"Mutated...? What is that?"

The obvious sense of strangeness does not appear to be pretending to be confused.

This meant that Jasmine had never been in contact before, and existed like Jing'an.

All the small clues were pieced together one by one at this time, and a not so clear model was built in Yu Jing'an's mind.

Sort out the content of the information obtained at the moment-the small town that is gradually closing itself, the residents who have begun to live in the simple, the corpses that disappeared inexplicably, and the situation that there has never been a mutant.

While touching the secret tail, he already had some inferences of his own.

What is missing at the moment is only one method that can be verified.

Under the gaze of the old popsicle and Aisha, he slowly stood up, and then said loudly.

"Clear it up, we have to enter the settlement and spend the night in it."

"...?!" X2

The sudden announcement of entering the city almost plunged Aisha and the old popsicles into a brief chaos. Although Jasmine on the side didn't understand what these people were talking about, she only observed one or two from her facial expressions, and she reacted somewhat. Right now she was just biting her lower lip and stopped talking without permission.

As the person involved, Jing'an has a plain face. He fumbled for the backpack he was carrying, and said to Aisha beside him.

"Give her all these bottle caps, she deserves it."

A small bag of bottle caps was taken out by Jing'an and delivered to Aisha's hands.

The latter's expression was a bit complicated, but he did not ignore Jing'an's instructions. While recounting, she handed the cloth bag to Jasmine's hand. Although the rubbing sound of dozens of metal products was harsh, it was like a natural sound in Jasmine's ears. Shaking, she stretched out her hand and took the cloth bag.

"Thanks, thank you, sir generous."

Just such a simple language can not be used to describe Jasmine's current excitement at all. This strong emotion that contained the rest of her life and the sudden windfall made her face turn red almost instantly.

"Of course, these are not all for nothing."

Jing An turned around, and while helping the old popsicle to deal with the crack in the forelimb, he continued without looking back.

"There is one last thing, I have to trouble her for help."

"The cross-examination at the settlement post should be very cumbersome. In order to save unnecessary troubles, we will have to let her take us into the city later. The reason... just let her make up one at random. After the work is over, I will pay another. Get paid."

He paused for a while, then lifted his eyelids slightly, and said softly.

"I don't know how many, but it's definitely enough for you and your sister to realize the freedom of wealth."

With Aisha's simultaneous translation, Jasmine's eyes lit up instantly. She knew that Jing'an could understand the lingua franca of the north, and she straightened her neck towards the "employer".

"Sir, this matter is on my body!"

Although the identity of Jing'an and his party was still a mystery, Jasmine didn't mind. Not only because of the bottle cap of this bag, but also because of the aura of this strange team itself-these strange guys seem to be completely uninterested in money.

You know, no gangster will say no to bottle caps.

So these guys are definitely not here for the money of the town. Just understanding this, Jasmine had completely let go of her guard.

For ordinary residents, as long as the settlement can maintain the most basic security and living supplies. As for the specific high-level changes or personnel migration, Jasmine is not at all interested.

Jing An definitely received Jasmine's reply. As if thinking of something worthy of happiness, the corners of his mouth lifted up slightly, making his always stiff expression showing a softer curve at this moment.

"It's just right, you also need to find a place to take a good rest. You spend the whole day out, eating and sleeping, and no one can stand it."

The old popsicle's injury is recovering well.

The wounds that were originally as thick as a little finger have shown a tendency to heal at this time, and the new tender flesh is like glue, re-bonding the divided skin and flesh together.

Jing'an raised her head and motioned to Aisha who was on the side to come over. When the latter approached, he also caught a glimpse of the scar on his cheek and between his brows. Compared with the old popsicles, Aisha's physique is only the level of ordinary people. At this time, not to mention healing, just scarring is already the best result.

After taking a few glances, Jing An took out a small bottle of clear glass from her waist. The yellow-red liquid inside was swaying slightly, like the internal organs of a bug, showing a viscous and turbid visual effect.

"Applying this to your face will make the wound heal faster."

The flower butterfly larvae are crushed into juice, mixed with kenaf scraps, and then formed into a viscous liquid, which is of great help to wound recovery.

Aisha took the small bottle and didn't shy away, but she lowered her head and mumbled softly.

"Thank you, sir."

After several breaks, Jing An took a deep breath when everyone was prepared accordingly.

"Very well, then let's get ready, let's go."