The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

The weather in the tundra area is much milder than the previous frozen soil, and the blizzard dancing in the sky seems to be sparser at this moment. Jomo went further in the designated direction for several miles, but the old popsicle suddenly returned a strange news.

"Is there a big crack in the middle of the road ahead?"

There is absolutely no possibility that there will be other residents in the Silver Dragon Tundra.

Generally speaking, this kind of terrain will not be formed naturally.

so……

"Could it be the handwriting of other creatures..."

But above the Silver Dragon Tundra, Jing'an couldn't think of any creature that could make such an exaggerated move.

Is it another outsider? For example, the red python encountered in the ruined city of Changfeng before.

After thinking about it for a while, Jing An decided to go down and explore with the old popsicle first. Out of trust in his own strength, he handed over his luggage to Hei's hands.

The left and right cracks, like a prismatic crack in the tundra area, can actually be more than four meters wide. Jingan first tried to look down a few times, but couldn't see the bottom at a glance.

Then he fumbled and took out a bullet from his suitcase. After throwing it into it easily, within a few seconds, a clear echo was heard.

There is a bottom below.

After clarifying this information, Jing An Dang even decided to go and investigate with the old popsicle. Aisha above serves as an intermediary platform for communication, allowing him to communicate with everyone on the same channel in real time.

As Jing An continued to move downward along the rugged water chestnut, the light above his head gradually became faint.

"It's quite deep..."

And just as Jing'an was thinking like this, one person and one dog had already landed. He raised his head and looked up, but he could only catch a glimpse of a gap that was no more than **** wide, which was a depth that the sun could hardly reach.

"Old popsicle, can you smell anything"

"Except for the smell of soil and snow, I can't smell any other breath... There should be other outlets here, because I can feel the wind blowing. But right in front, there seems to be a foreign object blocking it. where."

The air is circulating, but the wind is blocked in front.

This feeling seems difficult to describe in words, the old popsicle thought for a while, and finally said in a conclusion.

"That guy should be very big, at least more than ten meters tall, otherwise he wouldn't be able to block the wind. And... it doesn't seem to have moved."

From the perspective of the old popsicle, it is difficult for him to judge the true identity of the other party-if it is a living thing, there will be some unique smell. Just like the acid and sweat on Yinlong's body. He only needs to make a simple judgment and pass this information to Jing'an.

Because Jing'an can summarize and summarize the key points of knowledge transmitted from the system, and finally speculate several models and individuals that may be the target. Relying on the particularity of this combination, Jing'an was able to obtain a lot of extraordinary information in advance.

But this time it was different.

Because old popsicles can't smell other representative special flavors at all, it makes it difficult for Jing'an to make its own judgment.

Jing'an just hummed noncommittal about what the old popsicle said. Then I saw him walking slowly in the direction described by the old popsicle.

It is not a way to stay stunned all the time. For Jing'an, it is the easiest and most direct way to obtain information while still in a safe situation.

There was no other sound in the dark pit. Jing An walked ahead. While reaching out, he held out the ice wall beside him, and put the other hand around his waist. Prepare to meet the enemy.

The old popsicle carefully stood up on his own pad and followed Jing'an silently.

After about two minutes or so, the originally narrow path has also expanded. From the extent that they can barely let the two walk side by side, to the width of four people is more than enough.

At the same time, Jing'an finally caught a glimpse of the existence that blocked the vent.

"this is……"

It is no wonder that the old popsicles simply cannot obtain effective intelligence content.

Because this is a huge ice block that has been completely frozen, even connected to the wall. Although the creatures sealed in it still maintained the posture they had before alive, they were like specimens sealed in amber, and they had lost all signs of life forever.

"Sir, what did you see?"

Unable to obtain information through shared vision, Aisha, who is the main axis, can't help but feel a little curious at this time.

"I saw the carcass of a mountain deer."

Mountain deer is a herbivorous animal unique to the northern region. In order to withstand the extreme cold weather, they have evolved thicker fur and muscles than their distant relatives from the south.

At the same time, in order to facilitate migration, mountain deer have a wider bone structure, and almost all adult individuals have an exaggerated height of nearly three meters. And the horns on top of their heads that were densely covered like tree branches gave them a sense of majesty.

Grass-fed, non-aggressive, hunters can even use tracking to find a clean and pollution-free source of water without actively provoking them.

For the residents of the North, this is undoubtedly a very kind image feature. Therefore, among the religious beliefs that are sung, the reindeer of Agatha is based on the original image, thus fictitious.

"The corpse of a mountain deer?"

Just such a simple message obviously cannot be used to deal with Aisha's confusion. But even so, Jing'an didn't have the mind to continue answering. He returned his attention to the moment, and then he kept looking at the huge ice block in front of him.

He tried to reach out, wanting to take a closer look.

The tight structure of the ice block connected to the wall hardly found any gaps. And such an exaggerated degree of fit will not be a natural phenomenon either. Jing'an's thoughts turned quickly, but after a while, he guessed the general direction of the result.

Similar methods can be used on this frozen soil.

Generally speaking, only the ice demon.

But these guys don't need to eat meat, they like quiet and densely forested areas. Normally, the two parties will never come into contact with each other.

After excluding this possibility, there was only one object of suspicion left-the breath of the adult silver dragon could also cause a similar effect, even more exaggerated than the ice demon's methods.

Jing'an's eyes narrowed slightly, and she couldn't help showing a little thoughtful expression.