The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

A series of seven projectiles traversed the flesh and blood tissues, instantly destroying the head-sized eyeballs into a vague meat sauce—the injury may be healed, but the lost organs...maybe only a higher level of evolution has a solution.

There is no doubt that the blindness of the red python is a foregone conclusion.

According to the rehearsal of the system, for the remaining two seconds, Jing'an could retreat calmly, and to a safer place before the red python became mad.

Under the condition of blindness and old illness, the red python has almost no possibility of surviving. Jing'an only needs to keep chasing the footsteps of the former, and quietly waiting for it to succumb to the torture of pain.

But... Jing'an saw an even crazier move during the preview.

This is the end, why not try to give it a go?

As thoughts flowed, Jing'an was already put into action.

He shook off the assembled gun in his hand. The latter slipped in the air, and finally knocked on the rocks on the ground, and immediately shattered into a mass of debris—the assembled gun of non-standard origin, after being modified with ammunition and bursts. After the devastation, he was already overwhelmed.

Jing An, who had freed his hands, didn't sigh too much. With the bulge of the snake scales, he turned up and rushed to the head of the red python in a few steps.

The red python that sensed the foreign body didn't react slowly. It even started to straighten its neck, trying to lift the Jing'an off its head.

One second.

In normal times, even the breathing is slightly rapid, but at this moment, it has become extremely long. Jing'an only checked the distance, and before the red python shot, he swiped between his legs and leaned forward.

Just a simple polished close-fitting dagger, used to cut the skin of Tuo Niu, will dislike armor that is not sharp enough, and it is the only weapon left in Jing'an.

Combining his hands and squeezing it tightly, Jing An's direction was unbiased, and it happened to pounce toward the **** eye sockets that had been beaten into a mass of blood!

"hiss!"

Under wild intuition, the red python was keenly aware of the crisis. It opened its big mouth, and its head swaying wildly flew up and down like a cramp, but it still failed to shake Jing'an off.

Just kidding, Jing'an has already ‘simulated’ no less than 300 times under the rehearsal of the system.

"If you want to get dumped like this, then I won't have the face to meet people."

After whispering, the short dagger in his hand flew up, and after a short charge, it pierced straight into the eye sockets that were no longer what they were.

The strengthened muscles and nerves are driven at full speed at this time, trying their best to squeeze the last second of "Superman" time. Jing'an's entire arm was almost instantly submerged in the red python's eye sockets, and the subtle touch from his hands was as strange as reaching into a deep marsh quagmire.

The stiffer is broken cartilage, and the filiform is broken nerve.

As if pulling away the layers of fog, Jing'an's arm was straight forward and all the way down, until it hit a hard ‘barrier’.

The dagger in his hand paused for a while, and then he went deeper under the push of his wrist.

right here.

The brains of the red flame red python.

The light in her eyes flashed, and Jing'an's wrists used strength to support the last remaining strength, and twisted the short dagger in his hand for half a circle!

A warm liquid spewed out in an instant, washed over Jing'an's right wrist and went straight up, and finally came out from the dilapidated eye socket.

A bright red liquid with a greasy and stench of rust. Almost all of a sudden, Jing'an was flushed.

Then, the time has come.

The keen intuition, as if the omnipotent thoughts receded like the tide. Muscles and bones were also wailing at the same time, and the intense pain almost made Jing An's eyes black.

"Fuck... the sequelae are so exaggerated?"

The sudden sense of disengagement made Jing'an unable to withdraw his hand for the first time.

At the same time, the entire snake body of the red python trembled crazily like an electric current. Just using the word "severe pain", at this moment, it seems extremely thin. I could only hear the roar of the red python, which seemed to carry a madness.

Afterwards, it pierced its head to the ground fiercely.

Under the hysterical madness, it has no ability to think.

Even if you die, you have to take this guy with you on the road!

At this moment, Jing'an's face looked extremely pale under the aura of doing his best and without leaving a hand.

Being caught between the ground and the red python, if you can't get out before colliding with each other, being caught in a pool of rotten meat can be considered the best result.

Without any reason for hesitation, Jing An immediately released the handle of the dagger. The moment he pulled out his arms all day, he kicked his legs down, causing the whole person to deviate from the center of the red python's fall.

There was a muffled sound.

Under an unreserved blow, layers of sand and dust were infected by the violent vibration, and they rose into the sky. With the red python's head as the center of the circle, circles of flying dust visible to the naked eye float around, like broken glass windows, covered with traces of fragmentation and chaos.

The squally wind resident in the ruined city was also disturbed, and Jing'an, who had not yet landed, could not even control his body shape, was dragged by the impact and rolled in the air. The dizziness caused by the turning of heaven and earth almost made Jing'an unconscious.

He felt like a bird that had fallen into a violent storm. The dense and deep darkness struck along with the torrential rain and the storm, making it impossible for people to have any thoughts of resistance.

It won’t be like this, just hit your head on a rock...

Simply conceiving the miserable scene of my brain overflowing and lying on the ruins, inexplicable emotions unconsciously surged.

He tried his best to kill the red python, but fell short in the end-it was too absurd.

When he was thinking about it, the touch of his back touched the ground. Before he could think about it, the remaining power that had not yet dissipated pushed Jing'an and continued forward. After a few somersaults, until the mouth and nose are filled with astringent sand, this is considered to have stopped.

Starting with the unpredictable sharpness, the soft and smooth coat touch, Jing'an raised his head in surprise, and met the panting old popsicle.

"Huh? Old popsicle? You are..."

The latter uttered a bright red tongue, half-leaned his head on the pile of sand, and only uttered a faint mosquito-like hum.

"Woo..."

[Translation: Don't talk, let me stop for a while]

Jing'an raised his head in hindsight, and only then could he see the surrounding situation clearly. Hundreds of meters away, the red python lying limp on the ground was extremely eye-catching. The traces of the bungalow can still be seen in the surrounding ruins, but from this point of view, it has shrunk to the size of a fist.

The distance should be quite exaggerated.

With this reference, Jing'an also understood why the old popsicles could panic like this.

"You...can run so many roads in one go?"

The latter's ears trembled slightly, Quandang's reply to Jing'an. The undulating chest heard the sound of a bellows, and under the violent flow of air, the tongue of the old popsicle was exaggerated like a leaking water bottle.

After strenuous exercise, the sudden death of animals frequently occurs. Jing'an frowned slightly and couldn't help asking.

"System, nothing will happen to the old popsicles, right?"

[Hint: The old popsicle has a special physique, so the host doesn’t need to worry]

Knowing that the dog is okay, Jing An breathed a sigh of relief. He chuckled, then spread his limbs and sat down again, lying horizontally in the sand.

His mood was a little subtle, and even his tone became a little cautious.

"System, can you report on the condition of the Red Flame Red Python."

[Reminder: The massive intracranial hemorrhage of the red flame red python caused by brain tissue damage has now entered a state of shock. If there is no special first aid measures, death is expected in one hour and twelve minutes]

Affirmed, a frantic smile suddenly appeared on Jing'an's face.

"Ha, I succeeded, I actually succeeded!"

As a first-level mutant, powerfully shake the red flame red python of the lord level, and finally kill it!

But at the same time, this is also a unique experience that other mutants cannot replicate or learn.

Thanks to the help of the system, the preview function is turned on at a critical juncture, and thousands of possible consequences will be demonstrated one by one, so that Jingan can grasp the possibility of leaving only a thin line between life and death.

Similarly, because of the powerful ability of mortal evolutionary pathways.

The explosion of physical skills doubling in an instant is the solid foundation for this ability to hunt red pythons. Without extraordinary physical fitness as a foundation, Jing'an would not be able to accomplish such an amazing feat at the moment.

This is the legendary story that belongs to Jing'an.

He raised his arm, spread the entire palm of his hand stained with snake blood, and stretched it out in the sun, as if he wanted to hold the sun, slightly bending his fingers.

"And... this is just the beginning."

But before Jing'an had waited for a long time, the sound of the system sounded at the right time.

[Reminder: It is recommended that the host adjust the status as soon as possible and collect the material of the red flame red python]

[Reminder: The available materials for the Red Flame Red Python are as follows... Please make the host prepare the corresponding container to hold it, except for the content that needs to be used by yourself, all others can be sold to obtain various resources]

The system's cold broadcast sound paused slightly, seeming to ponder the words.

[For the current host, this income will definitely satisfy you]

Jing'an's eyes lit up slightly, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

After the fortunate work, what finally ushered in is a cheering and joyful harvest day.