The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

For strength, do you need to abandon your social attributes and become something that can be called a monster only by visual observation?

Jing An only thought for a moment, then gently shook his head.

For the current situation, social attributes are still greater than the need for strength. If he wants to keep that strong physical body, he can only give up the idea of ​​going into the city to find out the news.

Where can I find the subsequent advanced materials?

Do they all start hunting one by one by themselves?

This practice of doing more harm than good is undoubtedly an unwise move for the current Jing'an.

What's more, for Jing'an, his biggest gain this time is another aspect.

For example... He also has a deeper understanding of the use of the two major abilities. Just like the abilities used by Hei, at the level of Jing'an, he can achieve a similar level. With a little practice, he can achieve 70% to 80% of what he imagined.

The compression of the bullet time, resulting in an efficient operation, can allow Jing'an to explode to a further exaggerated speed in a short period of time.

And speed is a simple and straightforward means of attack.

The second is the heart of giants.

In order to ensure the safety of its own cells, Jing'an has so far only tried the power of overspeeding once. If there is no accident, even after entering the level of the 3rd mutant, Jing'an will not try to exceed the limit of operation speed.

However, thanks to the special black method, he also actually experienced a complete speeding in the mezzanine space.

The whole body is green, and the whole body shows the thick lines of an ancient tree. This image is not unfamiliar to Jing'an. As long as he accepted the giant's memory, he had already remembered this image completely in his heart.

"After reaching the end of potential, is there a partial tendency to body giants..."

A very important piece of information, start at this moment.

So... If you continue to deduct this line of thought, will there be a trend?

"On the premise that the body can bear it, continue to choose to accelerate the speed of the giant's heart, will it make my body more giant?"

This time it was just a right arm.

Perhaps a further situation, is the arms, or the entire torso?

At this moment, Jing'an couldn't help but recall the giant shadow as huge as a sculpture. As messengers of the gods, they also know the ownership of most of the powers. Under the premise of being well connected, the giants also possess a variety of characteristics and abilities.

For example, it is the most intuitive and appears in the mezzanine space.

Demon attribute.

Even on the premise that the domain-level powerhouses are at home and they are working hard, Jing'an is still able to face off the thought force wall constructed by Elena without any effort.

Even if the intensity of this regular pattern does not need to be reminded by the system, Jing'an understands it—almost completely ignores the concept of mutants' ranks.

If you insist on describing one or two things, maybe... it can be summed up with the word ‘rules’.

In the mezzanine space, Elena is indeed a unique ‘true god’. But all this is just arrogance within the bounds. Once it touches the tighter and even higher priority rules, this rougher technique will be overwhelmed.

In the current era, almost no one can speak the word rules lightly in front of giants.

After briefly sorting out her own thoughts, Jing'an reunited the distracted attention. Although the gains from this battle have no real gadgets, they have greatly contributed to the development of his characteristics and capabilities.

Regarding how to continue to develop their own characteristics and capabilities in the future, Jing'an has also had a general direction in his mind. At the same time, he also had some expectations for his level 3 mutation direction.

When he has domain-level power, what kind of special ability will he have?

The system did not mention this aspect in the message, so he can only find a way to investigate these problems himself.

These small and scattered thoughts simply passed over Jing'an's head, and no longer continued to struggle.

After a short rest, the limbs that had lost consciousness also gradually recovered their ability to move at this moment. So Jing'an tried to raise his arm and began to exert his strength slightly.

Although the soreness of the touch made the action a bit stiff, it was nothing more than that. The trembling arms played a supporting role at this moment, and then supported Jing'an's upper body and sat up.

At this moment, the sight has become a lot wider, and at the same time Jing'an has obtained more useful information.

"here is……"

But the current scene caused Jing'an to raise her brows slightly.

The surrounding environment is not unfamiliar—the small house under Jasmine and her sister should be in this place. This piece of residential area, which tends to be run-down, should belong to a remote area, and the surrounding area should have been flat and low row houses.

But right now it was a burnt black ruin.

At first glance, Jing'an couldn't find any familiar traces at all. The surrounding snow did not know what was being affected, and at this moment it dissipated and receded, revealing pale yellow barren soil.

The black residue of wood products burned out, because of the fire, scorched land began to appear. Seeing these characteristics, Jing'an suddenly had a general idea in his mind.

But compared to these, there are some more important things that Jing'an needs to deal with.

For example...

Where did the old popsicle guys go?

Jing'an raised his head and looked around. But he did not see a half-person figure. His brows frowned slightly at this moment, and he clearly felt some confusion.

Considering where you are entering the mezzanine space, the two sides should meet right away at this moment.

Do the old popsicles wake up before me?

...It's not possible.

You must know that the condition of the old popsicle is also very poor. Under this premise, he would only shook his head in a comatose manner. Just after throwing these unrealistic thoughts behind his head, a familiar voice came from behind him. Come.

"Are you looking for them?"

Why are you familiar?

Because no one is unfamiliar with his own voice.

Between surprises, Jing An bounced from the ground abruptly. Under the premise of receiving external stimuli, his body's recovery speed is also extraordinary at this moment.

The goal is a dull face, and those lifeless, dead fish eyes with a sense of indifference.