The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Stabbed the building.

Clark tried his best to maintain an expressionless appearance to make himself less prominent in the nursing group. But the cold sweat from her back had already wetted her underwear for some time.

She knew the cause of death of the guy in the ward—Advanced Anti-Foning could play the role of directional blocking and precise shooting. The intermediate anti-Foning does not.

This medicine will indiscriminately strangle all disease sources, regardless of the user's physical condition.

The ‘battlefield’, which should have been confined to one corner, was consciously moved, spreading from a few lesions to the whole body, and it took only a few days before and after.

To be honest, it was unexpected that the little guy on the sickbed could survive so long.

The patient died and the hospital took care of the funeral. This should have been the most normal procedure, but she did not expect that the attending physician would be furious about this little guy's accident.

The problem seemed...not as simple as she thought.

Afterwards, Clark heard the shouting outside the door.

Is the patient's family member here?

The hands gathered in front of her began to tighten unconsciously, Clark's throat rolled up and down, even her fingertips were deeply embedded in her palms, she didn't even notice it.

Send someone out to deal with it, and then think of a way to send the body outside for disposal.

Under the instructions of the section chief Guojue, Clark's hanging heart has also landed steadily.

As long as the investigation is not continued, the incident of her changing her medicine for personal gain will not be exposed.

The relieved smile was inconspicuous among the controversial nurses, as the chief culprit of this riot.

Clark, it's safe.

If you are doing this next time, you have to inquire more or less first.

Secretly making up his mind in his heart, Clark recalled his small vault, and couldn't help but draw a pretty arc at the corner of his mouth.

The income from secretly changing medicines and reselling them again is very ideal.

As for how to deal with the funeral?

That is naturally not something she should be concerned about.

People have a division of labor, so naturally they will have their own strengths. She just took the position and did not do anything bad.

The sudden sound of gunshots downstairs made her feel more happy.

The decision to enter this hospital with parents entrusted with the relationship, go backstage and try their best to get into this hospital is indeed correct.

Poor people will only die under the gun, and they are not even qualified to go up the steps to seek the truth.

This is the gap between people.

Clark's smile became more and more arrogant, but in the next moment, a burst of unexplained heart palpitations suddenly came from her chest.

It looks like a jammed gear, just like a malfunctioning machine. Clark's eyes became blurred in an instant, she only felt her knees soft, even when she fell to her knees with a plop.

The pain as expected did not come, and her senses seemed to be extremely dull.

"Uh…"

The anger was suspended like a silk, accompanied by the continuous sound of falling to the ground.

Clark only had time to lift his head halfway and catch a glimpse of the empty hospital bed in front of him.

It looked like a guillotine on a trial stand, under the warm midday sun that was half oblique, shining blue and white light.

By the way, what is the name of the person who lay on it before?

The thought only surfaced for a moment, and then fell silent again.

Clark is only 21 years old.

...

"Uh…"

It seemed that the feeling of separation after a long-distance race surged from the bottom of his heart, and Jing'an's expression became a little dazed. He staggered a bit, and finally he could barely stand on his heels only by holding on to the side wall.

"Woo~"

A familiar voice came from her side, Jing An lowered her eyes and saw the scared look of the old popsicle.

[Translation: What did you just do? I feel a bit cold in the back of my head, as if I almost died]

"Just... what happened?"

Jing'an scanned around, but saw patches of medical staff and employees lying on the ground.

Their faces still maintained a panic expression, but their limbs were stiff and stiff, like a plasticized statue, suspended time under the appearance of dancing and dancing.

At this moment, the sound of the system sounded again.

[Hint: The host who inspired the second trait of giants, through the memory hidden in the cell,'sees' the essence of human life. And then inspire Weili to attack human lives by erasing them]

All...Erase.

Jing'an immediately recalled the glowing dots over the mountains and plains, and the darkness that followed like deathly silence.

If there is no adjustment of the direction at the last minute...the bright spots of light may end up in the same way.

How wide is that?

Just a little thought is enough to make people fearful.

Jing An clenched his teeth unconsciously, staring at him, and finally squeezed out a few characters from his teeth.

"How many people died?"

[The entire Eston Hospital is locked by the host, including employees, patients, and various other people. A total of 317 people died]

"...Is it all made by me?"

[Hint: No one else]

There were a total of 317 people, Jingan hadn't even seen their faces, nor did they know their names or life stories.

It's just a thought.

He actually wiped out the lives of hundreds of people and turned them into nothingness.

Jing'an glanced at her left hand and smiled like a self-deprecating face.

"What is the difference between me like this... and Passat."

And this is the power of the mutant.

Pure humans have no difference in front of these aliens.

Power, money, rank. The hierarchy and classification based on the emergence of the humanistic society are just equal numbers at this moment.

The flesh and blood are bitter and weak.

She seemed to perceive the entanglement in Jing'an's heart, and the system's voice sounded again.

[Hint: According to the detection of the system, the nature of the giant's characteristics is not tyrannical. After analysis, the possibility of emotional change is as high as 95% due to mild infection of the host.]

"You mean, the behavior just now was not out of my nature?"

The voice of the system, Gujing, is waveless, and the emotionless current follows the rational logic and continues to reply.

[Hint: Based on the analysis of the current situation, the host can only behave like this if contaminated cells cause trouble]

"...Is there a solution to this state?"

The most worrying thing happened.

The characteristics and abilities became uncontrollable, and even further affected Jing'an's judgment.

[Hint: The pollution state is irreversible, this is the theorem. The host can only hear about the way of ingesting foreign objects to relieve symptoms. At the same time, in the follow-up process of using the feature, pay attention to suppress your emotions]

There is no possibility of change. If you want to cure it, you can only continue to advance to the Paleozoic species with the 3rd level of mutation direction.