The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Under the soft whisper, Aisha's eyes had already begun to flicker slightly.

After completely squeezing his own abilities, and competing with Elena for control. Her memory has begun to show a certain degree of confusion, and if there is no outside disturbance, she will even fall into a sluggish state.

Several logical questions about who I am, where I am, and what I want to do are repeated continuously. Only when I am influenced by other people will the memory that belongs to me gain the upper hand.

There is no doubt that her restrained use of abilities must be deeper than Jing'an.

What seemed like a crazy move in the mezzanine space, there would never be a second possibility.

"Anyway... Be careful."

After sorting out these thoughts briefly, Aisha took a deep breath, and brought back her thoughts that had started out of her mind back to the bottom of her heart.

Seeing her pursed her mouth, her expression became a bit firm at this moment.

Before helping Jing'an achieve her goal, she will never hold back the other party.

Come on, Aisha. You can do it.

The act of cheering herself up has not been witnessed by others. With this kind of slightly naive but very personal act, Aisha's state has also slightly improved.

She raised the shovel again, and buried the pit under her firmly.

Aisha was relieved until the entire mound was sorted and leveled, without even seeing the slightest undulations.

An abrupt wolf howl came from not far away, causing Aisha to half lift her head and look in front of her.

This is the assembly signal from the old popsicle.

At the same time, it also means that Mr. Jing'an has finished handling other affairs, and has begun to call everyone from the team back to his side.

"Jasmine, she will be fine..."

probably not. After all, there is a husband by the side, no matter what, there will be no major problems.

This little guy of his own age made such a gaffe under everyone's eyes, no wonder Aisha thought so.

Putting the shovel on her hand against the corner of the wall, Aisha tightened the scarf around her neck.

The wind and snow began to get bigger again, and even the snowflakes floating in the air began to become a bit tingling... This was the effect of the change caused by the drop in temperature.

A rustling sound came from her side, and she even took Aisha on the head a few times.

The original appearance of these foreign bodies is the fact that the rainwater is frozen until it becomes a drop of irregular small pieces. They were like **** in a sieve, and they were shaken off together until they were beaten in this no-smoke settlement.

The good weather visible to the naked eye lasted only a short while before and after. Towards the end of the afternoon, the azure color was again covered by thick white clouds.

The wind and snow have always been the theme of the north.

Just like a drink filled with a milk cap, the dense condensed milk conceals the entire top tightly, so that others can't see it, what secrets are hidden under it.

Aisha regained her slightly upward gaze, and she let out a sigh of relief. Seeing the hazy white air mass dissipate in the air, a subtle thought could not help but gush out in my heart.

The matter of the cliff pass should also be over.

…………

Jasmine, who had fallen asleep, was placed on the board bed. Jing An simply helped her tidy up the marks on her face, and then put it aside for the time being. Although her long skirt was also too dirty, as a strange man, he Feeling evaded.

This is an ordinary residence with intact style and stylish interior. The host's family seems to be out at a far distance, and all the furnishings are well organized.

This is also cheaper for the Jing'an group.

After all, under such an exaggerated catastrophe, it was not easy to find a normal bungalow.

Push the door open to hide it. Jing'an walked outwards along the corridor until he stepped into the living room.

"It's all here, let's just touch it briefly."

Except for Jasmine, who had not recovered her consciousness, all her acquaintances sat at the edge of the long table, silently waiting for Jing An to return.

Jing An couldn't help but said with a chuckle when seeing everyone sitting upright.

"We are not a serious organization, everyone just relax. Because the next action, even I don't have a complete direction...speak freely."

The response was silent silence.

Jing'an rubbed her chin in embarrassment.

For the old popsicle and Aisha, out of their trust in Jing'an, they naturally unconditionally support any decision made by Jing'an. As for another person whose positioning is relatively weird...

Everyone's attitude towards him has become a little subtle.

"...What do you all see me doing?"

The lack of common sense knowledge caused Hei to feel obvious confusion about the current atmosphere.

The expressionless Hei and Aisha and the old popsicle exchanged two glances. After reading a little weird attitude from the bottom of the other's eyes, he began to twist his neck stiffly until he stared at Jing'an.

"...?"

Although he was still expressionless, Jing'an strangely saw a looming...question mark from his face?

But having said that, the attitude of the old popsicle and Aisha is indeed not a big problem. Because the guy in front of him is not a squad member in a pure sense.

Yes, it is also necessary to clarify the future direction of this guy right now.

Black, he is based on the polluter cells that split from Jing'an, and through swallowing, he has the ability to think after evolution. Then through the reshaping function of Judgment Mantra, a brand new life form was constructed.

Even Jing'an, who is a prototype, feels a bit unpredictable for this guy who is exactly the same as him. There will not be two people who are exactly the same in the world, even if it is an individual derived from cloning technology, around Under the influence of the environment, it will also develop into a personality completely different from the ontology.

What is his attitude towards the Jing'an team? It's better to take this opportunity to ask in one breath.

Jing'an nodded secretly, affirming to a certain extent this idea of ​​her own.

"Then... I'll make a long story short, black."

"Next, do you have any plans?"

The subject whose name was named tilted his head at this moment, showing a thoughtful expression, and after a moment of silence, he said slowly.