The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Jing An waited quietly for a while, lasting tens of minutes, and did not continue to throw objects below.

It seems...this is just an accident.

But who would throw away a head at will?

There must be some unknown reasons hidden in the extraordinary reality.

What happened to the cliff pass——While realizing this, Jing An thought about it for a while and exclaimed.

"Old popsicle, go and see if there is anything worth observing around."

"Aisha, just stay where you are. If there is any noise or accident later, you can find a nearby mountain stream to hide it. While ensuring your own safety, try to collect some useful information as much as possible."

In essence, only the old popsicles can barely keep up with Jing'an. Aisha on the side seemed a bit cumbersome at this time.

After assigning the corresponding task, the old popsicle said in a low voice and accepted. His yellow and black coat was quite conspicuous in the wind and snow, but now it turned into a vague black phantom, which disappeared in an instant.

But Jing'an paused in place for a moment. He first tentatively used the picked dead branches to try to stab the **** head. The latter turned a few somersaults along the way, demonstrating his unpretentious nature.

There seems to be no danger.

After hesitating for a while, Jing An took out a thick bundle of long scarf from the bag she carried, and simply wrapped it around her right hand, then carefully lifted the head in her hand.

For Jing'an, this unrecognizable thing has other uses.

"Pay attention to your own safety."

Although the surrounding cliffs are still steep, you can find a few passes that can be used to hide if you are careful. Speaking of this, Jing'an will never make any extra preparations.

As soon as the voice fell, Jing'an also disappeared in the wind and snow.

Aisha blinked a little blindly, and it was a little unacceptable to realize the current scene.

"Sir, big dog..."

The two trustworthy guys have disappeared at this time, but the pain on their buttocks has still not disappeared.

There is no time to make her feel uncomfortable anymore...

No matter how to vent her emotions, no one will come to comfort her.

No matter how loudly we cry, no one will come to hug her.

A child who was only ten years old suddenly understood the true meaning of the word independence in the mouth of the elders.

Cheer up, Aisha.

After encouraging herself like self-comfort, she wiped away the teardrops from the corners of her eyes. On top of the neutral face, a look of firmness was added at this time.

She quickly picked up the luggage scattered on the ground, packed them one by one, and then gathered them all in the parcels she carried with her.

"By the way, I haven't had time to explain clearly to the husband, the thing in his bag..."

Just thinking of the nameless stare made Aisha shiver unconsciously.

What's in there?

Maybe... Mr. already knew what was in there? I just didn't think it was necessary, so I didn't tell myself more?

There are too many questions but no answers.

Shaking her head and throwing these useless thoughts behind her, Aisha carefully climbed onto the cliff while looking at the steep pass around her, looking for a place to hide.

"Sir, Big Dog, you must come back safely..."

…………

The air is becoming thinner.

Follow the curvature of the hillside, all the way up. Jing'an's breathing became more and more rapid unconsciously.

In this case, playing against others, I don't know if it will affect the level of performance.

Without a reference object, Jing'an did not dare to speculate casually.

Unfavorable factors are layered on top of each other. Correspondingly, the possibility of accidents is also rising.

No... it's better to say that the inevitability outside of Jing'an's cognition is constantly in progress.

"Anyway, first find out what happened on the cliff pass."

Too much entanglement with the status quo, it is also not Jing'an's style. After deciding on the countermeasures, he continued to lower his body slightly and ran towards the steep steps continuously.

On the way, the blood pit he fell out was unusually conspicuous due to the fall of his head.

Jing'an looked at these impressions and silently passed by, straight up.

After about a minute or so, the dim outlook gradually began to become clear. The same as the remaining information in the system, the two sides should have been spacious, and the generous crossroads suddenly shrank at one node.

Under the suddenly steeper terrain, there is a narrow path that can only accommodate two people in parallel.

As long as you pass here, you can see a place where people live...

Jing'an paused for a moment. During the adjustment, he raised his head and looked at the cliff on his head—like a diamond-shaped vertical gap. As Jing'an's vision moved up all the way, he caught a glimpse of it already beginning to appear. Close the trend gap.

He looked around again, and the annoyance in his heart became a little bit more uncontrollable.

Under a cursory observation, there is no place to kill people and abandon corpses around. Apart from the wind and snow in the sky, Jing'an couldn't see the embellishment of any other colors at all.

It is still a world wrapped in silver.

So, how did this head drop?

Information is limited. If you want to continue exploring, Jing'an needs to prepare accordingly.

"Tsk..."

After a moment of thinking, Jing'an no longer hesitated. He lifted his toes and slowly stepped into this narrow corridor.

As Jing'an entered, there seemed to be a weird smell in the air.

Jing'an twitched her nose, frowning slightly. He subconsciously felt that the taste was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was for a while.

It's weird.

The confusion in her mind continued to increase, and Jing'an slowly moved forward until she walked out of this narrow gap.

The wind and snow stopped in an instant.

Instead, there were rumbling, dark clouds surging in the sky.

Jing'an raised his head silently, just in time to see the deep and depressing black cloud as thick as black. I don't know if it is due to the high altitude, Jing'an only feels that the entire area of ​​dark clouds is so close that even the air is carrying a moist smell of tidal water.

"After the gap, the snow stopped?"

However, compared with this, Jing'an is more concerned about another thing-walking out of the gap, the suddenly clear section of the road can almost make people doubt whether he has returned to the land.

Both sides are open, a barren wasteland of Pingchuan. A few pieces of frozen flakes solidified on the ground, and with the action of stepping on it, there were still a few crisp ears.

And just in front of a hundred meters away, is a seemingly simple, but somewhat prosperous gathering place surrounded by a side wall of mounds.

Even at such a long distance, the tumultuous voices could not be suppressed. At this time, Jing'an faintly heard a little noise, as if he was celebrating something, full of laughter and laughter.

"That is... the settlement of the cliff pass?"

Jing'an's brows were frowned, and he clearly felt a little strange.

But... he couldn't tell why this strangeness was.

At this moment, the sky above the head sank again, and as a pale and dazzling thunderbolt flashed by, the sky began to rain heavily.

Dou Da's rain fell on Jing'an, and the heavy touch seemed to convey some hazy and muddling information. Under such a ‘pervasive’ invasion, Jing An couldn’t help but half raised his head.

"Red... rain."

The dazzling luster of blood seems to have dyed the entire world into scarlet.

Jing'an's eyes became a little blurred, and he opened his mouth slightly, muttering to himself.

"Settlement, terrain, blood rain, abnormal..."

"It seems, nothing is wrong."