The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

There are two more plans.

Jing'an felt that she probably already understood the logic of system planning.

This system that can give advice is functionally like a large simulator. It will combine the existing environment and conditions, analyze the current situation, and finally give the best solution.

But it is only the present.

The longer the time delay, the greater the error in the predicted results.

As in the current situation, it is clear that there is no sand monkey infestation in the system's predictions. And without these assisting guys, Jing'an wouldn't have conceived the idea of ​​a sneak attack.

It is only a suggestion for reference.

It is not suitable for too long-term planning.

And... probability is really an elusive metaphysics.

These thoughts hovered in Jing'an's mind, and then he remembered something. The expression on his face even became surprised because of surprise-if this inference is true, isn't Noel's situation worse? !

[Hint: The proposal given by the system is based on the current situation, and the host needs to refer to the changes in the environment to make corresponding judgments. Just like Knoll, it is located in an urban area, and under the condition of abundant capital supply, the predicted result usually does not deviate too much]

Just like a sandbox game, the more complex the environment, the more various variables exist.

Before Jing An could continue to think about it, the red python that seemed a little tired in the distance suddenly violent!

The bright red body rushed out at high speed like a compressed spring, and the fuzzy bright colored scales pulled out a bright red arc in the air. Jingan only felt a flower in front of her eyes, and a violent roar came from her ears.

That is the loud noise caused by the crushing and collapse of houses.

The sound is very close, even next to it.

Jing'an's expression froze for an instant, and even his heartbeat paused for a moment as if it missed a beat. The old popsicle with a good IQ shuddered in the corner even more, trembling uncontrollably all over.

"hiss!!"

The screams full of anger and roar, like a strong wind blowing over a strangely shaped grotto, this strange noise made Jing'an's goose bumps unconsciously fall to the ground.

too close.

The two sides are separated by a distance of more than tens of meters at most.

This thought just floated in my heart, and the second thought had already surged and I couldn't wait to cover it.

The blow just now was still discovered.

It seems that Wen Tun's action is only carefully calculating the opponent's location, and after determining the position, he will even perform a simple disguise to conceal his true purpose.

Cold sweat came out of Jing'an's forehead and slid across his cheeks.

There is no doubt that if there was no move to move the position just now, one person and one dog would face the hateful blow of the furious red-flaming red python...

There is no doubt that he will die.

Under the fierce beating that seemed to be venting, the sand was flying up, the clods of soil were broken, and the earth-shaking movement seemed to be coming from beside him. At this time, the movement of the red python not only did not weaken, but even tended to become more and more intense.

With a 12% chance of exposure, Jing'an was still able to win the top ten. I have to say that this is also ‘lucky’ in a sense.

Jing'an only felt that his cheeks had begun to harden. He forced the fear that was surging crazily deep in his heart, and was about to ask questions.

"Department, system..."

【warn! Calculate based on the existing situation, please make a decision immediately]

[Scheme 1, take the opportunity to break one of the hind legs of the old popsicle with a gun, and then immediately retreat from the east. A hound with a single leg injury has greatly reduced mobility and will become the first target of a red python attack, with a host survival rate of 91%]

[Scheme 2, the host and the old popsicles drill into the small room of the ruins together, and the structure of the building creates the illusion of being buried alive for a short time. In order to avoid the anger of the red python, the survival rate of the host and the old popsicle is 85%]

[Scheme 3, get ready, sort out all the weapons and props, and act first before the red python finds the host. The probability of attacking first is increased, and the host’s survival rate is 31%.]

Several cold proposals intersected each other, drawing three completely different paths for Jing'an, each leading to directions that no longer intersect with each other.

It is to give up partners and ensure the maximum life-saving possibility.

Or resign to fate and surrender your life and death to the other party?

Or...fight up and kill your way in a desperate situation.

Strictly speaking, the first two schemes are obviously more in line with the current situation. A scavenger who has just reached the threshold of evolution, why think he can hunt a lord-level behemoth?

Judging the time and weighing the situation, maximizing the strengths and avoiding the weaknesses, is the way to stay safe.

Jing'an's heartbeat gradually calmed down, and her eyes gradually became deep and vague.

It's just... Is it really the right solution to just give in like this? He subconsciously squeezed the assembled gun handle that was kicking on his waist, with a hideous look on his face.

A 12% chance can be made for him, so why is there no possibility of failure with a 91% success rate?

Every time of crisis, Jing'an felt like a fanatic with a red-eyed gamble, with only his own life as the bargaining chip from beginning to end.

There is no so-called compromise.

As the movement around him intensified, Jing'an made a decision almost instantaneously. He made a simple gesture towards the old popsicle-get ready and run away.

Jing'an's eyes drooped, grabbed the cloth bag beside her, and whispered in a low voice.

"I choose... Option 3."

After only two days of hunting, Jing'an has already experienced what is called the ‘wire dance’ between life and death. The path of evolution is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat.

If he can't even overcome this difficulty now, how can he continue to go on in the future?

The probability of 31, if used to bet on life... is enough.

Thinking of this, Jing'an only felt that there was a sudden creak in the depths of her mind.

【Ding! The host’s mood change was detected, catalyzing the mortal pathway, and the discovery rate now reaches 99%]

[The system is expected to undergo an evolution, combined with the ability of the mutation pathway, to open a rehearsal plan under specific circumstances, and to open the information collection ability in the usual period]

[Reminder: The true ability of the mortal pathway has been activated: After being consciously urged, the host can perform supernormal performance for a total of about ten seconds-this is the physical function, the speed of thinking, and even the sense of touch and intuition can be strengthened Superman Time]

The world seems to be stagnant at this moment, the touch and movement have become dull, only the thoughts can continue to rotate rapidly.

The system... can also evolve.

In this calm state of mind, the increase effect brought by the mortal approach can be described as extraordinary. Hundreds of thousands of implementation plans come to mind instantly under the system's combing. After several comparisons, deletions and changes, the final result is almost a second. The most suitable plan was deduced within time.

Jing'an's expression still remained a little surprised, but the body had already started to act before thinking.

The right hand slid down like a swimming snake, and even tightened the only two round spare props left in the package.

She shed her shell with one hand, and the loading action was skillful and fast. Between the fingers, the light brown assembly gun opened and closed like a butterfly.

Two seconds.

Seeing Jing'an's figure flashed, the whole person rushed out of the ruins. He clings to the side wall, his body is as agile as a cat, and he turned to the second floor in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, he raised his hand, casually buckled the trigger at the red python tens of meters away.

Snapped.

A strange sound interrupted the tyrant's rampage. Compared with the red python, a body as thin as Jing'an, at this time it showed a strong sense of presence no less than the former.

The iron projectile slid away the moment it touched the scales of the snake, and the choked sparks disappeared after splashing out a few arcs.

This behavior is more like a provocation than an attack.

The fact is also true.

The nerves tortured by the severe pain and infection have long been overwhelmed, and the red python locked the thin body in front of him in an instant—in the only one-eyed eye, the outline of Jing'an was as eye-catching as the rising sun, so obvious and obvious. With an undisguised posture, there is almost no possibility of disguise.

But before the red python made a move, Jing'an had already rushed towards it.

Four seconds.

Under the strengthening time of the mortal pathway, Jing'an's speed has already broken through the limit of human beings. With only a breathing gap, he has already run dozens of meters away.

It's just... the distance is not close enough, and the red python's counterattack cannot be ignored.

The sharp fangs are exposed, and the slightly open snake kiss is accompanied by the red python's forward movement, which is as hollow and deep as an abyss-forming the posture of leading the sand monkey to death with one blow, which means that the red python is about to make a move.

But Jing'an didn't change his face, he threw the two long-standing round objects from his waist.

The iron wire surrounds it, and the two throwing objects are bound by foreign objects, just like the situation in the rehearsal, after drawing a parabola in the air.

It was penetrated by the projectile coming first.

The built-in fillings swelled instantly under intense friction, and just before the red python's remaining single eye, it turned into two blazing white **** of light, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

Overwhelming light and roar came, accompanied by a wailing that seemed to be a scream.

Earthen flash bomb.

Without the safety pull ring, the native products that can only be activated by impact do not have much tactical value. In fact, if it were not for system reminders, Jingan would not always keep this stuff in the backpack.

From the results, the effect can be described as outstanding.

Taking advantage of the time when the red python was dizzy and dizzy, Jing'an didn't hesitate at all, and immediately rushed towards the red python's body!

Starting with the cold touch, the snake scales on one side of the spine are as described by the system, with a large gap between each other, and at the same time the slightly eversion shape can be used as a temporary foothold or a booster point.

The swaying torso was like a cruise ship on the sea at this time. The floating pedals were one after another, but they were stepped on by Jing'an one by one. In this way, they climbed up to the red python's head one after another.

Eight seconds.

Holding a whole piece of snake scale back with one hand, Jing An took out the assembled firearm around his waist and calmly raised it in front of him—a lavender film covered the single eye closed by the strong light.

This is a simpler structure than human eyelids. Compared with scales and muscles, the resistance is obviously not too exaggerated.

With only three positions, there is no possibility of missed shots even if he is blind.

Jing'an pulled the trigger mercilessly.

Ironware meticulously executed the hunter's orders and emptied all the magazines in an instant.

Happiness! !

Under the continuous gunshots, the light and extinguishing alternated by the firing pin hitting the bottom fire, accompanied by splashes of blood and screams, Jing'an's face was still calm—the last two seconds were left.