The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Is it necessary to help?

This thought just floated in his heart, and was pushed back into his heart by Jing An.

He is not yet comfortable enough to help others.

What's more... he is not safe right now.

Withdrawing his gaze temporarily, Jing'an must find a way to figure out the principle of the group of humanoid monsters first before attempting the next move.

With a little sense of urgency, Jing'an had to increase her speed appropriately. The old popsicles can smell the **** smell that is getting heavier, which may also be a warning to some extent.

He must hurry up before the unknown happens and make corresponding preparations.

The efficiency of gentle attempts is destined to not be too high.

Then, you need to change the method.

Jing'an's gaze narrowed slightly, he placed the kerosene lamp in his hand on the ground, and then walked slowly in front of him under the nervous gaze of the old popsicle.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Under the deliberately slowing down, it was Jing An's eyes that had been paying attention to the opponent's movements. As he gradually moved out of the range of light, the surrounding light spots still did not move at all.

But just after he continued to go deeper, until a delicate tipping point.

The whole piece of frozen soil instantly boiled.

"Sha Sha Sha... Sha Sha Sha..."

No matter how slight the friction is, and then overlap each other, and then multiply, it will make a movement that can't be ignored. As for the violent sound now, the old popsicle needless to say, even Aisha and Jasmine in the room could vaguely hear some sounds.

"Aisha, did you hear anything?"

The latter frowned slightly, groaned, and then replied softly.

"I can hear it, it's like the movement of the autumn wheat being blown by the wind."

However, this is not the case.

Jing'an didn't stop in the slightest when noticing the movement of the other party. He stopped immediately, and the whole person took a step back.

According to the experiment just now, the other party should fall into silence again-but in Jing'an's field of vision, the light spots in the far direction did stop moving, but the light spots that were closer, But still rushing in his direction unyieldingly.

The role of light is effective.

But there seems to be some subtle limitations.

Jing'an tried to stop at a moderate position. If it was in the initial state, the humanoid monster should be in a state where Jing'an could not be found.

But at the moment, there are still several light spots that have crossed the ‘warning line’ until they stepped into the range of light.

The hazy black figure faintly emerged, causing the already highly nervous old popsicle to stand up and whimper like a warning.

"After one exposure, the effect of light will not be so effective."

While whispering to himself, a slight tingling sensation once again passed from Jing'an's body. He Dang even retreated several steps behind him to avoid the coming attack.

"grumble!"

After a weird sound, several dark shadows swept past the place where Jing'an was just now, and the sound of breaking the wind came, making him more or less aware of the other party's expressive killing intent.

Continue to get closer.

Jing'an's expression became extremely serious, and his attention was highly concentrated at this time. With the ability to predict danger, he constantly adjusted his position and direction, and gradually receded toward the light source behind him.

Finally, after reaching a delicate boundary, the other party stopped moving.

And Jing An also stood firm at this moment, he still maintained a high degree of vigilance, and at the same time turned his head halfway, looking behind him-at this moment, he was only five or six steps away from the light source.

With the help of light, even the old popsicles can clearly see the appearance of these humanoid monsters. His tail began to droop slightly, and he made a motion to prepare for an attack.

ready.

"Wait, old popsicle. Don't worry..."

Appropriately soothing her partner's vigilance, Jing An tried, grabbing a small group of Baixue from the ground. Under strong pressure, the snow foam was initially compressed and finally turned into a rock-like texture.

Very strong plasticity, helped a lot at this moment.

Jing'an placed it in the palm of his hand, weighed it a couple of times, and then half turned around and threw it out.

Snapped.

The force of deliberate control played a role visible to the naked eye at this time. Under the intensity of what seemed to be a child's play, a humanoid monster was just hit in the chest and made a staggering posture.

Hit.

So... how would you react?

A sharp light flashed in Jing'an's eyes.

He is like a stubborn little devil, who is constantly testing the opponent's bottom line at this time, doing all kinds of provocative actions.

Although I don't know whether the other party still retains emotions and other factors, as long as he has a mind, he will react somewhat relative to such an overstatement.

Sure enough, the opponent's figure only retreated slightly, and then seemed to be irritated, and walked quickly towards Jing'an - at this moment, the protective effect of the light source seemed to have lost its due effect.

"In other words, he can still see me. It's just that because of the light, he didn't get close immediately."

Is it just pure disgust, or there may be some hidden dangers?

Before Jing An wanted to understand these joints, the humanoid monster in front of him let out a weird scream.

"Grumbling!"

As he moved forward, the pitch-black skin was boiling instantly. As if pouring hot boiling water, blisters of different sizes emerged and burst, until the light smell of coke came out.

As if feeling the pain, the humanoid monster retreated into the shadows at the same time as the ‘sorrow’ occurred. Like an injured wild wolf, he continued to enter a dormant state.

Harmful reaction.

Is it because of the light?

But... in the experiment just now, the other party hadn't had such a strong reaction.

No, it's not right. There should be something wrong with the link. Think about it again...

In an instant, Jing'an suddenly figured out where a joint was. He stepped back in a few steps, and at the same time yelled into the house.

"Aisha! Open the door and pass me a kerosene... No, as long as it emits something more exaggerated and bright."

With clear instructions, Aisha and Jasmine responded immediately. However, after a few seconds of pause, the wooden door of the hut was slowly pushed open.

A small face full of nervous expressions, coupled with slightly trembling hands, and a crude oil lamp with an orange flame beating. Aisha's eyes fluttered around, trying her best to catch something strange by sight.