The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

This trust is unusually heavy.

In Jasmine's bright gaze, Jing An couldn't help but deflect her gaze. He and Aisha started to act together, lighting up all the flammable items in the field of vision.

The spreading tongue of fire expanded in an instant, but within a few minutes, all the rooms and corridors on the first floor were lit. The rolled carpet exuded a pungent burnt smell, prompting Aisha and Jasmine to cough and ran out of the room. Door.

And Jing An stayed for a while longer-he poured the only remaining oil lamp on his hand into the staircase connecting the second floor, making the fire even more violent.

Accumulating the results of the hard work of Jasmine and the twin sisters, at this moment, it is constantly boiling, burning, and with the bending, showing a charred black wooden board, on the cliff, this vivid red flower blooms.

Puff puff puff...

The sound of the balloon being burst is endless.

Jing'an pushed the door out, just to see the tragic situation outside the door.

Under the rising flames, these humanoid monsters had to scream strangely while running in a more hidden direction. And in the middle, many individuals could no longer bear the torture of the searing, and finally fell into the snow, turning into a pool of purple-black inexplicable liquid.

Beneath the countless potholes, all were scorched and turned into invisible humanoid monsters.

"Guru..."

This is the sound of the throat rolling, swallowing saliva.

I watched the humanoid gadgets be tortured, fell to the ground until they were vaporized, and finally turned into a ball of stinky liquid that can't be seen. This kind of experience is not acceptable to everyone, even the old popsicles, with their heads aside at this time, and their emotions are slightly depressed.

Compared to Aisha, who was more knowledgeable, Jasmine's performance was obviously more unbearable. Her eyes trembled slightly, turned her head halfway, and asked quietly towards Jing'an behind her.

"First, sir. What are these things?"

This question is very interesting.

Jing'an just moved her head in silence, and didn't reply to Jasmine's intention - a somewhat terrible reasoning had already emerged in his heart, but in the absence of sufficient assertive evidence, Jing'an didn't want to speak arbitrarily.

"Hurry up and get ready, we have to get out of here."

After being reminded, the two people and one dog turned their attention back to the current situation.

The hut, which should have been surrounded by layers, was completely disintegrated by the fire that was rising to the sky. Following the defeat, the humanoid monsters that fled were scattered, and a straight path without obstacles spread out in front of everyone.

The old popsicle rushed to the forefront under the instructions of Jing'an. With his speed and detection ability, Jing'an can also obtain important information outside the range in the first time.

"You two wait."

Stopping Aisha and Jasmine who were about to rush forward, Jing An turned around and removed two wooden strips with the thickness of arms from the side wall of the cabin next to him. After simply wrapping them in clothing for one or two, two extremely simple torches were formed.

"Take this with you and don't lose it."

Taking into account the mobility of the two, Jing'an must prepare corresponding backhands for the two little guys. With this mobile light source, at least it will not be attacked by humanoid monsters.

Only a rough estimate, these two things can burn for several minutes. No matter how procrastinated, Jing'an and the others will have found a more suitable foothold by then.

Follow the snow-covered path all the way up, but within two minutes or so, Jing'an and his party have already escaped from the hut's ‘shelter’ area. As the flame behind him drifted away, for some unknown reason, the weird humanoid monsters were gradually decreasing.

After several observations in Jing'an, which was attached to the end, it was discovered that the range of activities of these guys also seemed to have strong limitations.

"Does it only work in that area..."

There is no value in continuing research, Jing'an just thought about it for a while, but didn't think about it. For the current situation, as long as the other party does not continue to entangle, he will not pay too much attention.

"Sir, the commercial district is coming soon."

Leaving the independent building near the cliff side, a group of people went straight up, but after a while they came to a more prosperous area.

But even so, as the night falls, the atmosphere of the business district is still unbelievable. There was no light on the whole avenue, and when I glanced at it suddenly, I could only see that the black lacquer was spreading into the distance, deepening, as deep as the entrance of hell.

"knew."

And Jasmine's reminder came at the right time, prompting Jing An to raise his head. Watching away from the place in front of him-gradually using the characteristic abilities flexibly, Jing'an has been able to keep the Eye of Wisdom in a relatively low-consumption permanent state.

It is like a perfect switch between power saving mode and high energy consumption.

For Jing'an, as long as he doesn't deliberately drive the characteristics of perspective for a long time, he can completely adjust the ability to strengthen the field of vision and improve the color sensitivity to permanent ability.

With the gradual proficiency of future capabilities, Jing'an will become more and more comfortable with the use of features.

Thanks to this, in a business district with the same harsh lighting conditions, Jing'an even discovered the abnormal situation before the old popsicle.

"Be careful... I saw two guys approaching here. No, the old popsicle has to come back. We can't take the initiative to expose ourselves."

After murmured to herself, Jing An continued to speak to the two people beside her.

"Aisha, tell Jasmine to put out the torch on her hand, we can't expose it."

The expected humanoid monster did not enter the commercial area, and under this premise, Jing'an naturally did not need the fire to drive the opponent away.

Choosing the wrong method at inappropriate times will only lead you to a dead end.

In Jing'an's field of vision, bright red blood-like spots of light were approaching in their direction. The speed is not exaggerated, even close to ordinary people walking slowly.

After passing the message, Aisha was busy stepping on the torch, and asked at this time.

"Sir, are there any other survivors?"

It is indeed possible.

But the probability is definitely not too high.

"It shouldn't be, this movement speed is too slow... Under such a weird situation, who would wander slowly on the street?"

Between ordinary people and dream slaves, Jing'an feels that the possibility of the latter is very high.

Aisha seemed to be persuaded by Jing'an, and she didn't say much at this time. Following Jing'an's follow-up instructions, she pulled Jasmine into a fruit shop-this kind of open stall seemed simple, but the display containers inside were all weird, as long as they hid inside without making any noise. .

That is the best hiding place.