The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

The lasing figure smashed all the flying snow around him, and opened up a trace visible to the naked eye on this frozen soil.

Without leaving their hands, these humanoid monsters couldn't catch up with Jing'an's speed at all. Coupled with the advantages of the field of vision, after a few rounds, Jing'an broke through the sparse encirclement.

Within bullet time, Jing'an's thoughts were five times faster than normal. Also benefiting from this, he sorted out two pieces of information that seemed to be referable at this moment.

Can't make physical contact with these guys.

The light seems to have some influence on them.

The former restricts Jing'an's abilities very much. Except for melee combat, there are not many methods he can use to carry out long-range attacks.

Although the latter’s intelligence is just a simple speculation, in the current environment, there may be value in trying one or two...

After taking care of it, Jing'an's ghost-like figure became more and more erratic.

With the in-depth application of characteristic capabilities, Jing'an has gradually become more handy while driving this force.

The ability to master the characteristics is not the end.

On the contrary, for a skilled mutant, this is only the beginning.

Jing'an looked around, and finally decided to return to Jasmine's hut-within the nearby area, only this place was still lit, and the simplest attempt could be made.

You must hurry back to the range of light.

The peak speed moved and turned over the snowy ground. With early warning and strong hard power, Jing An completely avoided the ambushes and encirclement along the way, and finally rushed straight towards the dim yellow light spot.

The old popsicle caught under his arm didn't even dare to breathe. As an old man, he knew the pros and cons of the situation.

Not hindering Jing'an is all he can do right now.

Seeing Jing'an rushing all the way, he didn't even have time to make a slow movement, and he was already stuck on the door of the hut.

bump!

"Alas……"

The sudden violent movement caused the two people hiding in the room to let out an exclamation.

Perhaps it is due to the thicker and hard material characteristics. Whether it was the impact of the humanoid monster at the beginning, or the highly corrosive material that had just been splashed out because of the explosion. There was not much movement from these two points, and even let the two inside them breathe a sigh of relief.

But not long after, the movement of a deep pit suddenly sunk, but it almost frightened Jasmine's soul to fly out.

Can knock the gate made of oak piers into this look, what is there outside? !

Even with full confidence in Jing'an, Aisha couldn't help but beat a drum in her heart when she saw the door panel sunken out of thin air.

She subconsciously wanted to speak out and asked how Jing'an was doing.

But being pressed by reason again, he swallowed all these words back into his stomach.

Maybe... I should accept Mr.'s kindness that day.

An unexpected thought arose from her heart, but before she could savor it, a familiar voice came from outside. The gaps in the wood, together with the cold wind, poured into the ears of the two.

"You two, turn on all the lighting tools in the room! Put it at the door, I might be useful later!"

Under unprovoked instructions, Aisha and Jasmine showed no signs of hesitation. They only made a few simple exchanges, and then they seized the way and ran to the sides of the cabin-the oil lamps erected in the room were hung beside the door frame, and all kinds of grease left in the kitchen passed by. It can also be used for lighting after simple processing.

Under the efficient execution, the whole cabin suddenly became brighter. The two looked at each other nervously, and chose to wait quietly for the next step.

And outside the door.

Jing'an's expression finally eased a bit.

Guangliang did have the characteristics of driving away humanoid monsters. He took off the oil lamp hanging by the door and held it in his own hand.

Immediately, he saw the ‘spots’ all over the mountains stop moving.

It's not just a pause in the simple sense, but standing on the spot, making slight ups and downs like breathing.

It seemed... as if the goal was suddenly lost.

But it is nothing more.

Jing'an will not forget the special humanoid monster that tried to make a noise in the beginning. At that time, I didn't realize that my eyes of wisdom could play a role in detection, and I almost suffered a big loss.

But now, Jing'an has not detected any light spots that are approaching quietly.

Perhaps, just a special individual?

Without the value of going deeper, Jing'an threw this idea aside.

There are some more important information that requires him to make more detailed attempts.

Jing'an slowly tore off a small piece of clothing, and threw it after it was lit, until it fell into the snow not far away.

"Is there no response..."

In other words, it is not pure light that makes them sensitive?

Jing'an frowned, the danger prediction did not send the slightest sense of crisis, which also meant that he was temporarily in a safe situation. Based on this premise, Jing'an has also lost its characteristic capabilities.

The slow world returned to its original state again.

The swollen blood vessels gradually retracted until they disappeared under the skin.

"Woo~"

Although the eyes of the old popsicle were not as good as Jing'an, but with the enhanced sense of smell, he also caught some special flavors.

"The smell of blood is getting heavier?"

Jing'an realized that things seemed to have changed.

From the beginning of the information exchange, the old popsicle specifically mentioned this rusty smell, but in the contact just now, Jing'an couldn't find the trace of blood at all.

No wounds could be found on the jet-black figure, let alone the magenta corrosive liquid. Neither of them could perceive the special smell.

That is to say...what the old popsicle found was not these weird humanoid monsters?

This thought just came to my mind, and I heard a screaming scream-not from the house behind me, but from the distant cold wind, striding several miles away, and then reluctantly came to him. In the ears.

Between surprises, Jing An half raised his head. The gaze of the eye of wisdom penetrated the wind and snow in the sky, until it glimpsed the scene of the residential and commercial districts in the distance.

The colorful light spots are disappearing one by one, and the remaining guys are also running away at the same time, but they are intercepted by other light spots in the middle, until... there is one light spot left.

Even with such an extremely abstract image, Jing'an has already understood an indisputable fact.

Not only on the side of Jasmine's hut, there are others who are also drawn into this mezzanine space.