The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

There was a soft bang. The already completely transparent film cracked at this moment. The warm liquid splashed around at this time, and a mist of soaring heat floated out.

On the slender body, there is exactly the same size and body shape as Jing'an. At this time, the pure black half-long hair was drooping on his forehead, revealing a visual effect that was as sticky as amniotic fluid.

Looking at a face exactly like me, even with a calm personality like Jing'an, I felt a little twist at this time. As if he understood his thoughts, the other party spoke at this moment.

"In my memory, I have no other images that I can refer to. Compared with your appearance, I am the most pleasing to the eye, so don't care too much."

Under the steady tone, even the voice did not change at all.

Jing'an raised her head slightly when she heard the words. The crocodile-shaped head was turning up and down, and he was constantly looking at the opponent.

The latter did not evade the slightest, on the contrary, it was also an expressionless appearance, and it happened to form a state of looking at each other with Jing'an.

Although there is a slight discrepancy between the two sides in the image right now, this strange relationship of the same origin connects some of the characteristics of the two sides with each other.

It's not just a simple father and son, or a brotherly ethical relationship. The other party is more like an independent individual separated from Jing'an's thoughts. He possesses his own absolute personality, but it contains very similar characteristics.

Subtle silence.

But it didn't last long. The one who broke this silence first was still the original Jing'an body that was completely invisible.

"It's almost finished here, do you have any plans after going out?"

The latter's eyes showed a slight movement, and after hearing this question, he showed a thoughtful expression for the first time. He raised his right hand, rubbing his chin while slowly speaking to Jing'an.

"I haven't figured it out yet... But I want to go outside and see more. There are many interesting things. I want to see and understand."

All the information inherited from Jing'an is a textbook standard case for him. At the moment, he just wants to verify these contents quickly so that he can germinate his own thoughts.

The world is big, he wants to see it.

From an opponent who is struggling with life and death, to the point where you can communicate peacefully. The positions of the two sides have been switched to a certain degree almost in a flash.

Neither of them are dull guys.

Under the tone of an old friend, it is a consensus that both parties have reached without saying more—when there is no point of greatest contradiction, the two parties have no need to continue fighting.

There is no need to fight to have the chance to continue to survive, and who will continue to be beaten?

Maybe a purebred polluter will make such strange behaviors for no reason, but for the current situation...rationality is the best tranquilizer.

Jing'an just silently nodded to this brand new life that reproduced from herself.

He did mention murderous intentions.

But after realizing that this did not solve the problem, he buried this idea in my heart again.

At the moment, the body constructed through the mantra of judgment is more like...a kind of restraint in disguise, not so much as life-giving. Because only in this situation, the other party will not continue to think of ways to compete with oneself for control of the body.

On the other hand, if Jing'an suddenly made a move at this time, he would kill this guy on the spot.

No one knows what the consequences will be.

Is he going to end up in smoke because of the loss of the container?

Or will it be reintegrated into the body to fight Jingan by the height of the container?

What's more...what special ability will the body recast through the mantra of trial have any special ability, even if it is like him.

In other words.

If you do it now, you can't rule out the possibility of him overturning on the spot.

After a simple judgment, Jing'an completely gave up the idea of ​​hands-on. Even like him, he no longer wants to experience a battle of consciousness at the moment.

After all, compared to physical torture, mental fatigue can make him feel more disgusted.

Thinking of this, Jing'an refocused her attention in front of her. Facing this familiar figure with a little stranger, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

This is the terrifying consequence of the deep mutation of cells.

One gains the flesh, gains the wisdom, and breaks away from the low-level taste of the polluter, and becomes...a new life more like a human.

In a sense, this is the worst type among Jingan's results of ‘differentiation’ due to pollution.

It is no exaggeration to say that without the help of the system, it is almost impossible for Jing'an to retreat under such circumstances.

At that time, there will only be a desperate result of the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

Fortunately, these can only exist in hypotheses, and have become a hypothesis that can only be used for reference.

Thoughts like these fluttered in his mind, but they did not have the slightest impact on Jing'an's next actions. He pondered, and then asked slowly.

"How does the new body feel?"

The latter just nodded slightly, with a rather neutral attitude.

"It's not bad, at least there is no obvious sense of strangeness... As long as you run in for a while, it will definitely be fine."

After a slight indulgence, Jing An couldn't help but think of a more subtle idea.

"What do I... call you? Have you thought about your name?"

This question was obviously unexpected, and even the other party showed a somewhat stunned expression.

"Name?"

For more rational thinking individuals, he never thought that there is such a link. He only heard him whispering in a low voice, but after a while, he nodded gently to Jing'an.

"Indeed, in terms of the human way of thinking, I really need a pronoun to facilitate communication with other people... Just call me black, simple and easy to remember."

There is no deep meaning, and no special meaning.

Just out of simplicity and ease of understanding, it also possesses a certain personality and is convenient for other people to remember, so that the name can be set at will, but it has been affirmed by Jing'an.

"This name is good, then I will call you black."

Under the same value, both parties are very firm pragmatists. The cumbersome steps and wasteful behavior are both disgusted by the two, and they will also be selectively ignored by them.

After all, it's too fancy things to stand up to scrutiny.