The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

In my mind, there seemed to be some indescribable things activated in an instant. Jing'an vaguely heard a sound like a broken string.

"Sir, please don't embarrass our work."

He spoke politely, but the burly man's movements didn't stop at the slightest. They stretched out their hands in an attempt to control this guy who might be gaffe - even though they didn't know what happened, the order from above was for them to control this Eastern man.

The best case is to'please' him out of the hospital without hurting him.

The burly man's eyes rested on Jing'an's head, revealing a slight look of contempt. Jing'an, who was only waist-high, looked as weak as a little chicken in their eyes.

A thin monkey with an oriental appearance, just grab it and throw it out.

At the moment they stretched out their hand, Jing An, who had lost patience, gave up the idea of ​​negotiation.

He decided to solve this problem in the way of mutants.

Bullet time, turn on.

The black shadow was like a bullet shot out. After arbitrarily knocking the two'Roshan' into flight, it rushed straight to the sickbed at the back door.

With the ability to use skillfully, no one can keep up with Jing'an's speed right now.

People who didn't care about the whole body gradually went from nervous, shocked, until they wanted to stop their appearance. Jing'an just took a long breath, stretched out his hand, and opened the corner of the white sheet.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

As if the tip of a knife touched the throat, a needle-like touch surged from my heart. The sharp, unspeakable sense of desperation surged like a gust of wind between the peaks.

The faces of everyone present became pale and frightened, and they began to tremble unconsciously, like lemmings that had been frightened, and fell into a state called ‘stiff’.

Should have left the wild, individuals with sane ‘recall’ the past hidden deep in the genes at this time.

How would ordinary people with their bare hands react when facing a saber-toothed tiger or a mammoth?

Fear, panic, despair.

Maybe both.

And the man who rushed to the back door in the blink of an eye and opened a corner of the hospital bed without knowing what method he used, now possesses an extraordinary deterrent power-he is like a terrifying monster that still maintains a human form.

However, Jing'an, as the client, did not put his mind on this matter at all.

"Noel..."

Unspeakable emotions were mixed in the throat, causing the boy's voice to become hoarse.

He stretched out his right hand trembling slightly, but firmly lifted all of the white cloth until the entire bed was exposed to his sight.

A blue-and-white striped medical suit was crooked, and the scattered lines were full of tearing marks. In these chaotic breaches, Jing'an caught a glimpse of the outer skin that was stained bluish red due to radiation lesions.

Did not pursue the reason why the clothes became like this.

Jing'an's eye sockets were slightly red, and he just stretched out his hand flatly and gently stroked Noel's eyebrows.

...

It won't wrinkle anymore.

"Before, it should have been painful."

The hoarse voice contained mixed emotions, with some inexplicable expectations. But what finally responded to him was speechless silence and a cold touch.

No fantasies are allowed, and the cruel and ruthless reality seems to warn Jing'an an indisputable fact.

Noel is dead.

He kept rubbing the side of Noel's face with his fingertips, and the little guy's voice and smile continued to flow in his mind, and the expression on his face had become distorted and hideous.

Brother, happy birthday!

Brother, I feel a little uncomfortable...

Brother, I want to eat some jerky.

Under the torrent of grief, the giant could no longer restrain his emotions. His chest began to rise and fall violently, and with thunderous echoes, echoing throughout the hospital.

Plop, plop, plop.

On one side is the cold body, the broken and lonely body resembling a plant.

One side is a restless heartbeat, and the abundant and vigorous vitality turns into thunder.

[Reminder: According to the existing information, it is speculated that the specific suffering of this accident is the following, please host...]

"No need. I don't want to know this."

Jingan rarely interrupted the system prompt, and his expression froze at a cold temperature.

"I'm not interested in understanding the purpose of these people that caused the accident."

Humble mortals need reasons.

But for evolvers, this is not necessary.

Jing An paused for a while, then her tone became a little self-deprecating.

"System, I think I can probably understand what you said..."

After becoming an evolutionary, the mutated individual has already broken away from the original life form-at this moment, he understands the deep meaning of the original system.

Communication with individuals named humans is too strenuous.

People are so sophisticated and intrigue. Such trivial matters are intertwined, and the final interpersonal relationship web drawn is like a spider's crop, chaotic and intertwined. Then these individuals were **** and mixed together.

From a human perspective, this is certainly understandable.

But thinking from the perspective of an evolutionary, he found that he could not accept reality at all.

"I don't want to know the cause and course of the matter at all, I only know... Knoll died here, in the hands of these quack doctors."

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

The murderer needs his life to pay.

Jing'an's eyes became deeper, and the beating in his chest became more and more powerful.

With the boiling blood speeding up, even a trace of red appeared on the surface of Jing'an's body.

It was hyperemia, swelling, expansion, and the marks of blood vessels that became several times wide. The body that was reshaped by the giant's heart was far beyond the previous in terms of toughness and endurance.

Jing'an, with red eyes, leaned down under the eyes of the crowd, and half hugged Noel in his arms.

Under the angular touch, there is a skinny body.

"Wait a little longer... Brother will be done soon."

The matter has come to this point, and the hospital who has seen the matter revealed no longer hides it. Although they were afraid of Jing'an's weird ability, out of trust in order and rules, they did not have the slightest fear at this time, but shouted at the door.

"Where are the guards? Where are the people! Anyone with long eyes wants to make trouble in the hospital! They all have guns! This person has dangerous items on his body!"

Several tall guards rushed into the door. They wore painted iron stab-resistant armor, net-shaped masks over their heads, and a strangely shaped assembly gun in their hands.

But the doctor who saw these screamed even louder.

"No, this is a terrorist attack. On behalf of the Eston Academy, I assure you! Now, immediately, cancel the permission of the stun gun!"

The guards who looked at each other did not have extra time to hesitate. After weighing the crowds from the bottom of the crowd and the unprovoked Eston courtyard, they made a decision.

The silver-white standard gun at the waist was started, and the muzzle with a width of **** was turned. Under the instruction of the guard, one after another aimed at the seemingly weak man.

"Give up resistance!"

"Under investigation!"

"Otherwise, kill on the spot!"