The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

This is the future that was not glimpsed in the preview function.

With the help of the system, Jingan went through several twists and turns, and finally selected a diversion that can entrust everything. But... Unfortunately, this is a desperate path to death.

There is no bargaining chip to start again, and there is no accumulation that can reverse reality.

For the moment, Jing'an can only watch the mantra of judgment that she has woven with her best efforts to condense in the air, but dissipate invisible. Even if he doesn't need the blessing of the rehearsal, he can already vaguely see the future visible to the naked eye at this time-he will be torn to pieces by Noel who has become a defiler, along with the old popsicles and Aisha on the side.

Is it over like this...

At this moment, Jing'an's consciousness was like a string that had been taut for a long time. The fibers were torn apart by the heavy pressure, leaving only the last bit of involvement.

Perhaps...not too bad.

Knowing that there is no turning point for things, Jing'an's mentality has calmed down a lot. He slowly closed his eyes and muttered softly in his heart.

sorry……

Noel, old popsicle, Aisha...

The ‘fiber rope’ shattered at this moment, and Jing’an’s consciousness fell into silence at the same time—the first thing he noticed was the old popsicle on the side.

The old man who accompanied Jing'an all the way had clearly sensed Jing'an’s abnormality. Just as his body became weak and fell to the side, the **** and yellow dog could no longer hold back his eager heart. Even if he threw himself forward.

Such anxious and urgent behavior is only for a simple goal.

If you don't do anything at this time, Jing'an will die first.

You have to divert the other party's attention so that this guy won't take out his hand to deal with the partner.

Under the simple and plain thinking, the final conclusion is that the old popsicle is like a ‘desperate’ charge like the old popsicle.

As a companion, it is not good at speed, and even compared to the normal Jing'an, the speed of the old popsicle is much inferior. But even so, it still bared its fangs resolutely towards the opponent.

At the same time, Nuoer, who was overwhelmed by Jing'an, also struggled to stand up at this time. Following the movement of the old popsicle, the tentacles that had just been retracted into the eye sockets shot out again, poking straight into the air.

"Woo!"

After a full roar, the yellow-black long shadow accelerated again in the air. The light structure on all fours fully exerted its strengths at this time.

The limbs of the old popsicles kicked and pushed against the side wall beside him, and the four neat and level pits instantly sank downward. Relying on the reaction force, the shape of the old popsicle twisted again in the air.

But even with such a struggle, the old popsicle was still swept in the right forelimb by the tentacle.

No matter how delicate the operation and planning are, under the relatively more obvious speed gap, it also seems a little pale and weak.

There was a toothy rubbing sound, and the forelimbs of the old popsicle suddenly drooped down. Under the messy dog ​​hair, the red, swollen and twisted forelimbs are even more eye-catching-nonetheless, this is the most optimistic result.

After all, if Knoll’s tentacles were hit head-on, it would be more than just a fracture...

"Wow!"

The severe pain came from the wound one after another, making the old popsicle's less detailed nerves tortured.

In an instant, its eyes turned red, and its long mouth opened wide, revealing its squalid teeth as white as bones. A trace of salivation splashed out on the side of the face with its forward movement, drawing a crystal arc, adding a bit of madness to it.

If you are an ordinary person, you might still be afraid of this crazy big dog, which will give you a little cringing state of mind. But for Noel, she has no such psychological burden at all.

The polluter is not an unconscious monster.

They are even more humane than insects with relatively simple structures.

Learning ability.

As one of the most important characteristics of intelligent creatures, it was also mastered by Noll at this time. She seems to be aware of her own shortcomings, and after the attack fails, she will fall into a short ‘buffer’ stage. So... In response to this obvious shortcoming, she also made corresponding changes.

I saw Noel's slender neck twisted slightly, and suddenly slammed it aside - the tentacles that had already pierced the side wall followed her movements and swept toward her side.

The mounds and stones were crushed into powder by huge force. The black tentacles seemed like a horsepowered steel beast. They pushed the tight ice cliff and frozen soil horizontally, and then straightened towards the old popsicle on the side. Throw away!

The overwhelming earth debris mixed with ice crystals rushed towards the old popsicle with a dazzling stench under the tentacles. But even so, it still can't make the old popsicles feel a little timid.

After all, only in terms of deterrence, Noel can't put on the stage at all.

A pair of black and brown pupils contracted slightly at this time, and the old popsicles were slightly lowered, and after a short observation, they actually rushed towards the swattering tentacles!

Peng's muffled sound!

But Noel's tentacles slapped against the side wall on the other side, causing a violent echo. The ice crystals danced wildly with the stone chips, and a burst of fly ash was raised in the cave in an instant.

The commotion was not uncommon, but the old popsicle as the target had completely disappeared at this time. Knoll's neck turned stiffly, trying to capture the figure of the old popsicle, while reclaiming the remaining tentacle.

With such an exaggerated gap between speed and power, the old popsicle is absolutely impossible to survive. Simple and straightforward logical thinking drove Knoll to turn around, looking like he didn't want to pay attention to the posture again.

The stiff neck blasted like a firecracker, and under the premise of recklessness, Knoll destroyed the entire neck bone into another appearance. It is also thanks to this that this can make her head slightly lowered.

It was a somewhat familiar but unfamiliar human figure. The fine broken hair is soaked by sweat, and finally frozen by the environment, finally forming a thin white crystalline film. The five senses were shrouded in a hazy phantom, evoking Norna's memory that had begun to blur.

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly crouched down. At the same time, the tentacles in the eye sockets also leaned out at this time, extending a spiral mouthpart at the front end-fine and sharp broken teeth are densely covered in a spiral, like a fragmented tornado Generally, it is chilling.

Compared with this inexplicable sense of familiarity, what worries her most is the most intuitive desire.

She is hungry.