The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

The two parties who reached a consensus simply exchanged one or two, and the surrounding environment has begun to show a tendency to distort. The mosaic-like grids are spread out between the sky and the earth, and they all rush toward the center.

It is not difficult to see that the entire mezzanine space has reached the brink of collapse.

The two turned their heads one after another, and the surrounding scenery came into view.

It collapsed and twisted, and the sky that was sinking deep below turned into a pure black curtain. And the weird force that shook and arched, and then caused the terrain to change, also began to cause trouble.

But in a short while, the world has completely changed into another appearance. People who don't know where the bad wind blows can hardly open their eyes, and at the same time it brings a smell of stench.

Hei's face was sullen, he just moved his nose, and soon said his judgment.

"This is... the smell of blood."

Even without deliberately observing, Jing'an and Hei have already discovered that those slaves are gradually losing their life characteristics along with the disappearance of the space.

The mezzanine space is about to collapse, and the slaves belonging to the space will also come to an end. As an accessory to space, they have no power to choose and bargain. In such a desperate situation, they can also only reluctantly try to accept reality.

The black head looked around, but after a while he seemed to find some. Xuan even turned his head halfway, and said to Jing'an dumbly.

"There is something I am interested in over there, see you later."

It is not the general tone of soliciting opinions, and it can even be said that it is quite the opposite. Hei's attitude towards Jing'an is very plain, and the two sides are like very familiar friends.

Belongs to a reciprocal relationship.

Jing'an did not make any statement about Hei's attitude. Without special thoughts, he was also unwilling to interfere with Hei's various behaviors.

After all, from the perspective of a brand new life, Hei is already a brand new individual.

at the same time.

Jing'an is also not interested, to pay attention to these content at the moment. At the moment when Elena had died, he no longer had any so-called curiosity about anything here.

Jing'an retracted his gaze at this moment, Xuan even turned to the ruins on the side.

He is different from Hei, and there are some guys who must be concerned about.

The figure flashed in the air, but after a short while, Jing An found a place where the two people and one dog could hide. They hide under several broken walls, all with a gray-headed face.

The arrival of Jing'an also made the old popsicle that had almost reached its limit, and couldn't help but exhale a long breath.

After all, in a state of collapse, even if you just want to protect these two hapless little guys, it's already a supernormal performance. Simply look at it, and it is not difficult to see the complexity of the current situation.

Jasmine was still in a semi-comatose state, her consciousness drifted to an unknown place, and there seemed to be no signs of awakening in a short period of time.

Aisha's situation is a bit more serious. Her eyes are full of red bloodshot eyes, like parasites that penetrate through the blood and penetrate into the organs. And her nose and mouth were also oozing bright red blood at this time, dyeing the **** of her **** into a dazzling red.

Just looking at it at first glance can even give birth to the tragic situation of the word "miserable", which makes Jing'an couldn't help but worry.

Will there be any major problems.

With this thought in mind, he quickly checked it, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In terms of injury, Aisha is not a serious problem. She has no obvious wounds or symptoms of internal bleeding.

This means that she has not been subjected to external shocks.

In other words, the fatigue caused by sheer strength is the biggest reason for her to fall into a coma. Just give some rest time, and you will be able to jump like Jasmine right away.

In terms of results, it is undoubtedly the kind that makes people feel happy.

After all, it was only the first time to get started, he took the initiative to squeeze all his spare power and competed with Elena for the control of the snowman. This kind of reckless behavior can even be called self-digging a grave.

It is a blessing in misfortune that there is no tendency to pollute like this.

After simply dealing with the injuries of the two little guys, Jing An then turned his head and looked at the last partner.

The old popsicle was completely limp on the ground, and his chest contracted quickly, as exaggerated as a large bellows in a blacksmith's shop. The simple mechanical movement that was only inhaled and exhaled could produce a violent wind sound like howling and blowing.

The long and thin tongue flowed out of the long grinning mouth and collapsed on the broken stone slab, giving the entire area a warm watermark.

His eyes were still full of air, but his eyelids were slightly squinted at this time, revealing an indescribable sense of fatigue.

Knowing the special abilities of the old popsicles and Jing'an, who had also experienced this kind of experience, Dang even noticed the problem.

"The body is overheated, can't get the temperature out..."

Strictly speaking, the second heart of the old popsicle is not a genuine original product. As a special organ derived from it, its existence itself violates the basic characteristics of the species.

Because the old popsicles have extraordinary explosive power, they have not evolved special parts that can relieve their stamina.

It's like buying a sophisticated instrument, but finally discovering that the merchant does not come with the weird logic of a charging cable. This is the immediate problem.

Dogs are not like humans. They have many sweat glands and can be physically cooled by water in a cyclic manner. Like old popsicles, he only contained sweat glands in his tongue and some parts of his feet.

It involves the type of exercise that is too vigorous or beyond the limit. It is easy to make the old popsicles fall into a special state called ‘overload’.

Again, this is the limitation of being a species.

Without thinking about this, Jing'an pushed the surrounding debris to the edge even when he started. At the same time, some snow chips were collected properly and piled up in a spacious place.

Afterwards, he held the old popsicle and placed it on top of this small pile of artificial snow.

Through the most straightforward physical cooling method, it should also help the old popsicle to relieve some of the current pain. At the same time, Jing'an also rubbed and picked up a small pile of clean snowflakes. After showing a tendency to melt, she lifted it flat on the tongue of the old popsicle.

The cold snow dripped and mixed with the warm sweat, making the state of the old popsicles slightly improved.

"Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be a big problem."

Jing An couldn't help but sighed softly at this diligent and capable old man. He freed his right arm and gently smoothed the soft short hair on his head.

For his efforts, Jing'an gave the highest evaluation.

"Good job, fortunately."