The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

A weak, snow-like wrist stuck out from it. The silk embellished patterns on it are exquisite and delicate, and the catkin covered with red nail polish is wrapped in it, which is as eye-catching as a cluster of flowers.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Under repeated urging, the pedestrians around seemed to be unable to bear Jing'an's ink anymore. They stepped forward one after another, holding Jing'an high above their heads, pushing and throwing them toward the pumpkin-shaped carriage.

At the same time, seemingly because of the large number of people and hands, Jing'an's wrapped bag hung around her waist was also pushed to loosen the bandage, so that it thumped and fell to the ground.

"...?!"

Jing'an's expression has undergone a subtle change.

But before he could react, the small, seemingly soft hand had already grasped his right wrist.

"Come in, sir."

Compared to just now, this voice seems to be a little more casual. The three-point banter that he brought with him has made the previous image completely destroyed.

At the same time, an inexplicable sense of comfort came from Jing'an's mind. It seems...only this voice should be the most normal performance.

But now... will it be too late?

"Caught you, sir. Hee hee~"

"Welcome to my country."

From dignified elegance to presumptuous laughter, just a few breaths before and after, the people in the carriage have completed such a completely different transformation. Her strength was so great that she was pulling Jing'an, trying to bring him into the carriage that revealed a strange appearance.

"Is this your country? It really is..."

"Not enough."

The sarcasm overflowed from Jing'an's mouth, and she did not know when she had returned to her usual appearance. At this time, he was driving away so that he would not be dragged into the carriage by the opponent because of the unstable center of gravity.

"Abilities of mind control? I have to say that the process of your start is really excellent. I don't even know when I got it. If there was no Noel, maybe I would have been fooled by you."

All the discomforts and distortions found the corresponding answers at this moment, but Jing'an was too late to sigh.

What kind of secrets are hidden in the carriage?

He didn't want to know at all.

In terms of the current situation, Jing'an only understands one main point.

"I'll talk about you before I get it done."

As for the rest, let's postpone it later and make other plans.

Bullet time, five times the speed.

Giant's heart, overclocking operation.

Under the refreshing sensation of a kick of the accelerator, Jing'an's body swelled a little in an instant-that was to adapt to the accelerated blood flow, thereby actively expanding the blood vessels.

Jing'an's left hand was clenched into a fist, and after a moment of accumulating energy, he slammed forward.

The inside of the carriage in the unknown territory cannot be easily explored, so... the wooden shell, which is relatively more conspicuous and difficult to make defensive, may be a good choice.

It seems that a hot knife cuts into the butter-like smooth feel, the wooden template structure is instantly disintegrated, the debris and the powder are mixed into a creamy yellow mist, but it is not exploded, and it is hit by the follow-up. Squeezed and collided until it becomes a weird status quo that is layered on top of each other.

Like a broken fragmentation grenade, with the continuous expansion of Jing'an's "demolition", the bursting area formed in an instant.

Snapped!

The bursting air mass set off a violent storm, almost instantly blowing away everything around it. The falling crowd began to gradually become an abstract background, and the whole town seemed to become a little hazy and fuzzy at the same moment.

"so it is……"

When the field of vision returned to normal again, the first thing Jing'an saw was the flying snow dancing all over the sky.

It is still dazzling snow white, irreplaceable northern tone.

His gaze turned, and just simply looking at the surrounding environment, Jing An already understood the current situation. He slowly adjusted his body shape and made a posture that was easier to deal with.

"Simulate the environment, characters, smells, and even affect the way others think to a certain extent... It can be understood as a higher level of hypnosis, I think it's not bad?"

Within the small bungalow, half of the side wall was shattered into debris at this time, floating in the snow in the sky. Through this huge hole, Jing'an could even catch a glimpse of the bottomless cliffs and steep walls.

In front of Jing'an, there was a strange man wearing a thick robe with dark eyes. He was showing a look of fear at this time, and he said in a deep voice while retreating back.

"How did you get rid of hypnosis?!"

If it weren't for the last moment, he successfully avoided the sudden blow.

Then his fate... can be completely referenced by the side wall that has been hammered through the entire pit.

[Firewall warning, detected intrusive hypnotic fluctuations, successfully resisted]

[Firewall warning, detected intrusive hypnotic fluctuations, successfully resisted]

[Firewall warning, detected intrusive hypnotic fluctuations, successfully resisted]

Since Jing'an officially stepped into the corridor, the long-lost system announcements have been endless. He was happy for a while, thinking that the upgrade and maintenance of the system ended early, but after several rounds of tentative negotiations, he discovered that the system still did not respond.

It seems that the so-called firewall does not need to be manually turned on by the system-just like Coron's tree species, the self-disciplined mental defense ability is one of the few cards that Jing'an currently has.

So from the very beginning, Jing'an took the initiative to relax the self-prepared firewall used for vigilance, making him always half awake and half asleep. He needs to cater to the effect of hypnosis to a certain extent, but at the same time maintain independent thinking ability.

This balance is difficult to grasp.

To be honest, in this round of absurd experience, Jing'an has also experienced several trances. Even at the moment of physical contact with the opponent, Jing'an inevitably fell into a predicament of being confused.

If... Noel suddenly reminded him.

Jing'an turned her eyes, and from the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of the bag lying on her feet.

"How do I get out of your ability? Oh, it's better to say, if you can still be hypnotized by such a noise, that's the problem."

In unrelated communication, the other party clearly realized that he and Jing'an were not in the same frequency band. His face became gloomy, and his right hand curled slightly behind him, as if something was brewing.

"Okay, okay. I admit your strength. It seems that you are indeed qualified to know the truth. Let me think about it. What should I start with..."

Find a way to deal with one or two, after a certain amount of time delay, and then accumulate the corresponding energy, perform a second hypnosis.

In terms of countermeasures alone, there are no shortcomings.

But for Jing'an, he didn't care about it.

"The truth? I'm really interested."

"But... I don't have to listen to you."

Suddenly, the legs slammed on the wooden plank under her feet, and the traces of the cracks were like a film of broken frames, which were abruptly engraved on the crunching plank.