The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

The soft and thick quilt, coupled with the crackling fireplace with burning dry wood.

For Aisha's warm hut like heaven, a few minutes ago, it was a wonderful dream that belonged to her alone.

But now...

She tightened the bearskin hood on her head and tried her best to keep the snowflakes and ice crystals out of the fine fluff-even so, the biting chill can still penetrate the defense line and take away her temperature bit by bit. .

It is clearly stated that we will leave early tomorrow morning.

Aisha raised her head with a bit of resentment, looking at the thin and coolly dressed Jing'an in front of her, muttering in a low voice.

"fraud……"

Starting from the small town, the two have already walked dozens of miles away one after another in the middle of the snowy night. I have to say that as a child, Aisha has already performed supernormally.

Hurrying in the snow is a very thankless thing.

Lift your leg and step on it. Compress the snow in front of you until you stand firm.

After that, he raised his leg strenuously and kicked it away, like a long oar of a ferry boat, swinging out a walkway with a thick calf.

Aisha kept repeating this process, and she couldn't even remember how long she had been walking.

So tired...

I really want to drink hot soup...

I really want to find a place to rest...

In a daze, Aisha only felt the soles of her feet slip. It was a big rock lurking in the snow. The smooth and hard big guy was rare on the plains, but as long as they met, they had to fall back.

"Uh……"

The pain as expected did not come, and the warm coat appeared in front of her at some point, promptly supporting her toppling figure.

"Woo~"

The old popsicle was sticking out his tongue at this time, and the milky white heat instantly condensed into a mass with its breathing, and the heat that seemed to rise like steam hit Aisha's face, causing her to slowly recover.

"Me, did I fall?"

The old popsicle pushed Aisha's chin with his nose and pushed it so that Aisha could regain her footing. Then it squatted down towards Aisha, as if to indicate something, half turned its head.

Come up.

In the silent communication, Aisha accurately captured the former's movement information. She raised her head and met Jing An's eyes when she stopped.

"If you really can't walk, just sit on it."

With the approval of the employer, Aisha tremblingly straddled the back of the old popsicle.

Immediately, her world began to rise-as the old popsicle got up, gradually began to run. Aisha was also at the same time and saw a completely different scene.

It was a pale white world, and Feixue and the ice crystal seemed to become thinner in an instant, and the touch on the face felt a little tingling. Aisha had to raise an arm and stretched it barely in front of her face.

I can't see clearly at all, and I can hardly even open my eyes.

However, Jing'an went on to put forward the next instruction.

"Grab steady, we're going to go faster."

Aisha's heart bulged, and she hurriedly put her left hand forward, fumbled, and grabbed the big bundle of hair on the old popsicle.

The first touch is a piece of icy stiffness.

It was a thin slice formed by melting ice crystals on the outer layer, but solidifying in an instant.

After a pause like crunching crispy potato chips, she took advantage of the trend and went deeper into it.

It was the fine and slippery inner hair, and Aisha groped wildly, like a mouse falling into a pan, she couldn't find any focus at all.

What should I do?

In a hurry, Aisha had to continue groping down. Afterwards, she touched the innermost clip hair.

Beneath the soft and tough hand are the solid back muscles of the old popsicle.

"Well……"

With a sudden acceleration of tearing, Aisha subconsciously tightened the thick fluff on her hand.

Immediately, a sharp pain ran down the spine of the old popsicle, from the Tianling Gai to the tip of the tail.

"Oh! Ooh, oh oh oh oh!!!"

"Let it go, you hurt the old popsicle!"

Aisha reflexively tightened a bit more...

Above the icy and snowy wasteland, there was a little more life out of thin air at this time.

I saw a big dog running wild with drooling legs, and a little girl screaming loudly running around on her back. Behind them, a bare-chested man was gritting his teeth, blushing and following behind him, running and shouting.

"Slow down! Come back, run crookedly, not in this direction!"

…………

The next day, early morning.

The morning light of the early sun passed through the mountain stream, and the melted mountain snow gradually faded until the sparse land was exposed again. As the temperature gradually warmed up, the residents who had survived the night of frost also walked out of the house one after another and began the day's work-however, the sudden change made them a little panicked.

"Little Jack, where is your sister Aisha?"

Poor little guy, he fell asleep immediately last night, how could he know what happened in the next room?

"By the way, where did the other guy who sent you little Jack go?"

"And why is Mayor McRae unable to find anyone? I haven't seen him since last night."

"My God! Come and see, how come the mayor's wine cellar has become like this! Hurry up and ask someone to help, maybe someone will be buried in it!"

There was too much confusion and too little information, and the townspeople were like mice in the dark, unable to find any clues at all.

At the same time, in a hidden dark room below the town, McCree dealt with all night's ‘work’ all night long.

"Huh... it's okay, finally it can be used again. If the damage is higher, then I have nothing to do."

Broken bones can be replaced with animal bones.

The cracked epidermis can be replaced with other hideaways.

The methods are different, as long as the ultimate goal is achieved. McCree looked up and down his'masterpiece', and then nodded ambiguously.

"It's almost there, there is only the last step left."

He twisted his body, fumbled through the locker on the side, and took out a transparent bottle the length of his forearm. There is a green viscous liquid, which seems to be the secretion of some kind of insect, which is generally eye-catching.

"Hey, the squeezed crop of smoky herbs. This thing has a big smell but not pungent. It's perfect as a deodorant. When there is a chance next time, that guy's dog nose will definitely not smell flaws. "

The look of triumphant excitement, the physical movements of dancing and dancing. All the characteristics are different in the same way, indicating that McLenna's independent and special way of thinking.

"A whole bottle of aromatherapy is enough for you to use for more than three months. At that time, it is estimated that there will be obvious rot pits on your body, and you will definitely not be able to hide your identity."