The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

The familiar ‘coordinates’ played a vital role at this time.

The extraordinary power originating from the giant pathway has made Jing'an already remember the unique color that belongs to the soul of the old popsicle and Aisha.

Vigorous red, full of vigorous emerald green.

The light spots that symbolize the old popsicles and Aisha gleam with a unique luster in a colorful chaos. Constantly guide Jing'an so that he can continue to move in the right direction until he reaches the end.

Leaving the sea, landing in consciousness.

"hiss……"

The lungs swell in an instant to inhale large amounts of air to activate organs and tissues throughout the body. The physiological response that was deliberately slowed down began to accelerate again. With the beating of the heart, the rushing blood rushed like a river, prompting Jingan's body to return to its best condition.

The discomfort is gradually disappearing.

The five sense organs are back in control, and even the touch of the limbs becomes clear at the same time. As a body that has been driven for a long time, Jing'an has become fully familiar with various operations and procedures in a moment.

After sufficiently alleviating such a slight suffocation, the sophisticated human body machine started again.

Jing An opened his eyes slowly.

What I saw was not the dim yellow ceiling above my head.

"Old popsicle, you are very heavy..."

Both ears were upturned, and the long-mouthed dog's head with a look of spirit came close to Jing'an's head. He uttered a coquettish whining sound, and while vigorously planing Jing'an's arm with his claws, as if urging him again-after a special ability of mutation, he can now detect many faint movement.

The firewood burned, which made a crackling sound like green bamboo.

The snow fell to the top, and then there was a crisp and incomparable collision.

Under his deliberate observation, such sounds can be accurately captured in place.

This is also true, so that the old popsicle can perceive the strangeness of Jing'an.

heartbeat.

The first thing that caught the old popsicle's attention was the heartbeat that gradually began to slow down, and even disappeared in the end. As a big dog with normal thinking ability, he even doubted his ears for the first time.

After all, the heartbeat stops, what is the meaning here, even he knows one or two things.

Maybe you just heard it wrong? This thought surfaced in his mind, and then he felt a little paralyzed. But at the same time, he also inadvertently increased his vigilance, and began to constantly capture the movements around him.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes.

There is no sound.

From stability to anxiety, with a pause of only a few minutes before and after, the old popsicle has already completed the transformation of his mood.

Out of concern, the old popsicle was prompted to stand up. He even crawled and ran to the Jing'an bed, but only to glance away, his dog's head began to tingle.

I saw that Jing'an's lips were already showing a weird blue-black color, and even the whole person's complexion turned into an unusually pale.

This is a normal physiological reaction that occurs when blood coagulates.

It is no exaggeration to say that the old popsicle almost had a nervous breakdown.

Obviously he is still such a big person, how can he say that he is gone?

Many help-seeking methods were turning rapidly in his mind, and finally he chose the simplest one. He tried to stand on Jing'an with his own weight, constantly pressing Jing'an's chest.

The old popsicle also knows a lot about simple and direct heart resuscitation techniques.

And just as he kept pushing hard, Jing An also slowly woke up at this time. After one person and one dog looked at each other for a while, they showed a completely different state of mind.

"It's okay, you can go down."

"Hey..."

The old popsicle jumped obediently, but did not leave Jingan. He put his head on the bed and stared at Jing'an straightly, obviously not completely out of the somewhat dazed state of mind just now.

Jing'an is not incomprehensible.

Because... until he got up just now, he didn't even breathe even once. The price of the body's function being reduced to zero is that all physiological reactions are reduced to the lowest level.

Even in terms of physiological response, Jing'an was no different from a dead person at that time.

The old popsicles were scared for half their lives. This kind of thing might seem like a joke, but for Jing'an, it was also a little touched.

"I just tried some other methods, don't worry, I will be fine."

With a low voice of comfort, the old popsicle finally moved his attention away. It's just that he doesn't have the slightest sleepiness right now, so he just crawls on the ground, holding the corner of his eye from time to time, to check what Jing'an is doing next to him.

Seeing the exaggerated sensitive reaction of the old popsicle, Jing An couldn't help showing a dumbfounded expression.

This feeling of being too concerned is really subtle.

After finally setting up the old popsicles, Jing'an had time to take a deep breath and simply adjust her mood.

I have to say that the current situation has become complicated again.

The mezzanine space that I thought had been completely seen through, but now it is the other side's further in-depth layout. Even Guanhu just stayed in this larger area of ​​different degrees, and thus was able to leave its weak existence.

So... try to reorganize the existing information.

While rubbing her temples, Jing'an sorted out the existing intelligence content in her mind.

The problem of the souls of the residents in the entire cliff pass is still a mystery. At the same time, the mezzanine space simulated with the settlement as the base is the latest intelligence content discovered by Jing'an.

Further sort out.

From Guan Hu’s mouth, it can also be known that the secret operation with the temporary formation of the Federation as the core has also completely failed. All the participants have no survivors, only the tiger is left, relying on the particularity of the mutation pathway to convey an important message.

Winter Fort is unusually dangerous.

And... the mainland control center, this abrupt and never heard name.

In addition to the territory of the Federation, Jing'an also knows of some other areas that have not yet fallen and are used as a base for human activities.

But he had never heard of this weird name.

Even in Jiang Yue's soul, Jing'an couldn't find the slightest clue.

"It means...this information can only be known by captain-level characters."

The problem that the Confederation could not solve, the mainland control center was able to take over. The relationship between the two, as well as the range of ability radiation, seems to have a general framework distribution.

However, there is still too little information to make more in-depth speculations.

After thinking about it for a while, Jing An put this idea aside for now. And just as he wanted to continue thinking, the old popsicle on the side suddenly raised his head.

A pair of pointed ears stood upright, and his dark brown eyes stared straight at the door panel in front of him.

The old popsicle didn't move much, and didn't even make the slightest movement, but it still made Jing'an stop thinking involuntarily.

This guy will not make meaningless actions.

With this as the premise, he must have discovered something that would make such a reaction.

Thinking like this, Jing An also turned his head, and he also tried to use his ears to catch the suspicious information coming from the air.

Before long, the sound of the door lock being twisted reached Jing'an's ears.