The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Induction and persuasion are nothing but routine.

In fact, as the guards yelled out their words, their thumbs had already depressed the trigger.

The hot bullet slid through the barrel and shot out from the spout. In the end, under the guidance of the direction, he rushed straight towards the still somewhat dazed back.

Familiar voices, feel, feedback one by one. Like a conditioned reflex, a scene of the wounded being spattered with flesh and blood, and the remnant body was dying to death appeared in the guard's mind.

Although I don't know what entanglement happened between you and the hospital.

But... sorry.

The thoughts flew by with the fleeting bullet, and were cut off by reality in the next moment-the expected screams did not come, and the boy who was shot did not even react at all.

"Do you treat the weak like this?"

Turning around slowly, Jing'an's expression was slightly mocking. He pulled the white cloth aside, wrapping Noel in his arms tighter.

"Obviously it is a world that needs to be grouped for warmth to survive."

The bullet that broke the shirt was wrapped in muscles, and finally squirmed, squeezed out of the skin, fell on the tile floor, and clinked.

"Why are you so arrogant?"

The tight muscles suddenly exerted strength, and the slightly thin figure disappeared in an instant. Afterwards, a screaming scream came from everyone's side.

I saw Jing'an "floating" like a ghost next to the doctor who talked about it. His left hand stretched out flat, stuck on the latter's neck, and then slowly rose up like a sling for execution.

"Now, can the so-called connections and power save your life?"

The bloodshot eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and the doctor struggled to remove the thumb stuck in his throat, but found desperately that he could not do anything. He beat Jing'an's arm like a dying monkey crazy.

"Oh, uh... oh."

Bai Mo confided from the corner of his mouth, the doctor's pupils turned upward, and while the vitality continued to flow, the guard on the side finally withdrew from the shock.

"Put him down!"

It's still just a mantra warning.

At the same time that the sound reached Jing'an's ears, the sound like fried beans came out first.

Under the successive triggers, a sufficient amount of magazines were instantly emptied.

Boom boom boom boom!

Stinging sensations like needle sticks came from the ‘wound’ one after another, symbolizing an objective fact-he was shot again.

[Hint: The reshaped body has very strong muscle tissue, except for the vital and soft tissue parts, it can almost completely resist smaller-caliber gunshots]

Regarding the strength of the newborn body, Jing'an is also trying for the first time. He lowered his eyes, and his gaze swept across the bullet marks on the back of his hand.

"Are these the only methods you have?"

The bullet, which was deformed and still had residual warmth, blew a wisp of heat, and finally peeled off the back of his hand unwillingly.

"Weird, monster..."

In the face of the shocking facts, a group of doctors and employees couldn't help screaming. Their only remaining reason was pierced by the crazy reality, so that the whole person fell into a frenzied mood.

"Oh, monster."

The corners of Jing'an's mouth rose, and the boiling intent to kill was brewing in his chest, and finally turned into a roaring vibration.

Then... all go to death.

And just as these thoughts formed, the voice of the system suddenly came.

[Reminder: The host is detected to have carried out a large-scale threatening behavior, and the killing intent is high at the same time. The characteristics of the giant pathway have been activated, and the analysis is in progress... a conclusion is drawn]

[Giant Path, Feature 2-Weili confirms activation]

[As a descendant of the ancient creator, giants are older than boulders and trees. They are the existence second only to gods and darlings, and their majesty does not tolerate the encroachment and contempt of any inferior microorganisms]

With the sudden announcement of the system, Jing'an's eyes changed.

In his mind, there was an extra memory that did not belong to him.

It was an extreme scenery that could not be described in words, up to the misty sky, and sinking into the deep sea. Jing'an seemed to have seen a strange and familiar earth.

A giant dragon that flies high, a giant roaring beast. Legendary creatures like this one after another in Jing'an's mind, revealing a wild and ancient aura, giving him a strong sense of impact.

At the same time, an inexplicable emotion surged from his heart.

"Second... feature?"

[Hint: This is the memory derived from the evolutionary pathway of the host, and it is the ancient memory that should be hidden in the evolutionary cell. It should have taken some opportunity to activate, but under the integration of this system, it has all been cracked. With these contents, the host can more fully understand the meaning of feature two]

Suddenly, a violent wind rushing from nowhere violently slammed open the door of the hospital. Intangible things continued to pass through, passing over the iron fences and cracks in the windowsill, and finally made a violent hissing noise.

Jing'an's untrimmed long hair was blown by the wind, and with the movement of his breathing, his body began to undergo subtle changes-the pitch-black pupils were gradually fading, and finally turned into an amber-like transparent color.

His expression became a little confused, because at the same time that his pupils changed, the whole world had also changed into another look.

"what are these?"

Through the skin, bones, and internal organs. Jing'an's gaze crossed over these things, and finally ‘captured’ a light source that was as bright as a candle. At this time, these stars all showed a dazzling blood red, and they were all embellished in the human body.

[Hint: As a descendant of the ancient creator, the wise giant will not be deceived by nothingness and disguise. Giants can see through the outside and directly touch the most original things]

"The original thing."

Jing'an murmured and repeated it again, then slightly raised his head-his gaze crossed the floor and the floor, and he saw more colored light spots.

Jing'an felt that she was on a lonely hill. There was no sound or smell around him. The darkness that wrapped him was nothing but coldness. Looking around, you can only see the endless fireflies and the mountains and plains.

Green, yellow, orange, off-white.

For no reason, an inexplicable sense of loneliness surged from Jing'an's heart.

His expression became a little distorted, and his mood became richer.

Anger, sadness, despair.

An unspeakable impulse came from her heart, prompting Jing An to release her thumb and throw the doctor who had spent most of her life in her hands to her feet. His left arm slowly raised, as if he wanted to grab something and stretched out.

It seems... something is wrong with this.

Some subtle emotions surged from her heart, and Jing An struggled, letting her right hand continue to rise until she faced the top of her head - only then did she follow her inner guidance and clen it into a fist.

In an instant, Jing'an felt that the entire ‘hillside’ was stunned. Immediately afterwards, as he clenched a fist, the mountains and plains of light suddenly stopped. Then, the stars above his head disappeared like candlelight, leaving only a thick darkness.

Some Jing'an who had recovered his senses was suddenly startled at this time. He blinked his eyes fiercely, and the ‘hillside’ in his eyes faded away, and he returned to the hospital.

The gust of wind had stopped at some point, and the tumultuous voices had disappeared.