The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

However, the 24-hour ‘shelf life’, after nearly nineteen hours has passed, Jiang Yue’s soul is almost at its limit.

As Jing'an's thoughts floated, the hazy shadow once again appeared on Jing'an's right hand. Compared with yesterday, the soul light group that has been dragged to the present shows a somewhat more wilting look, and even the'human face' with Jiangyue inside it has already been a little broken at this time.

What kind of thing is the soul?

It may be too weak to describe it in words.

So... it's better to get started and understand faster.

"The first thing that needs to be explored is the first feature."

The plasticity of the soul.

His pupils changed again, and they were slowly covered with amber-like transparent orange. Jing'an raised his left hand, bringing his five fingers together.

Under the premise of fully mastering the second feature, Weili. Jing'an's understanding of control has also improved.

"I hope I won't fail..."

Between the whispers, his expression became a little serious. In the original state where everything was empty, he carefully looked at the light in his hand, and finally found several threads of varying thickness.

As the system says, this is the dividing point in the soul.

Under the characteristics of control, Jing'an's consciousness becomes a tangible thing. His thoughts began to extend like tentacles until they touched Jiang Yue's soul mass.

Follow the dividing line and peel them off one by one...Under the clear target, Jing'an's movements are as focused as carvings. About two minutes later, Jiang Yue's soul was cut apart from it, and was finally "cut" into three equal parts of different sizes.

"Woo..."

The intense pain burst from the temple, so that Jing'an couldn't help letting out a muffled grunt.

This kind of work obviously puts a heavy burden on the spirit.

In the perspective state, Jing'an saw more than that few split lines. There is no doubt that under the premise of further strength, Jing'an can completely achieve a more subdivided ‘cut’.

However, those are all things to do.

His eyes flowed, and finally fell on the smallest group of souls.

There was a tangled look on Jing'an's face, but after a moment of hesitation, he made a decision.

The system will definitely not harm him.

Thinking of this, he raised his left hand and lightly twisted the small pieces of soul.

Afterwards, he slowly pressed on his forehead.

Just as the touch of ice water pouring from the head came suddenly, Jing'an only felt an indescribable chill coming from the tip of his brain. It looked like an overturned dye vat, and the bright and different colors merged together in an instant, forming a fragmented but bizarre picture.

"Uh……"

During the pain, Jing'an can't even control herself. He staggered, and finally fell to the ground. The appearance of the grinning grin did not hide the slightest, straightforwardly conveying the chilling pain.

My name is Jiang Yue.

Born in the 1-23-7 block of Ampang District of Mueller City, since childhood...

After growing up, because of his excellent performance, he came into contact with the city-state special team...

Until the age of 23, under the recommendation of the leader, he won the opportunity to become a mutant...

The memory of nearly thirty years, at this moment, expands instantly like a compressed package that has been opened. A strange picture was constructed in Jing'an's mind.

In just a few seconds, he watched Jiang Yue's not-short life completely.

The joy of being rewarded for the first time, and the loss of being taught.

For the first time, I like the shyness of the master and the regret of being rejected.

Jing'an is like the silent shadow beside her, but closely following her left and right shadows, watching all this silently.

For no reason, there were two crystal tears across Jing'an's face—under the meeting of souls, he lost his identity for a moment.

I am... Jiang Yue?

Or...Jing'an?

Like a coin thrown high, the front and back flashed in an instant, switching-before landing, no one can know which side is facing up.

And the two began to empathize in the process of uninterrupted interaction with each other, so that...

All the pasts of each other have produced a sense of empathy.

Suddenly, Jing'an's expression became extremely hideous, and he was struggling, pressing his left hand firmly on his forehead.

"No, I am not Jiang Yue. I am Jing'an."

After a muffled hum, his left hand suddenly exerted force. Strands of light emerged from the tip of his forehead, and then slowly gathered in the palm of his left hand, forming, until it became a hazy light block again.

The second feature.

The readability of the soul.

I don't know when, already sweating, Jing An was panting heavily, looked at the dim light block in his hand with some fear, and muttered to herself.

"No wonder the system will specifically mark it so that I can be careful about the process of reading the memory... So that's it, I understand."

Reading memory is itself a process of conscious interaction.

If there is no particularly good mental state, Jing'an will not even be able to completely peel off Jiang Yue's remnant soul-this will lead to very serious consequences.

"If Guo didn't succeed just now... I would have to become a man and woman."

If it fails, Jing'an will not make substantial changes. On the contrary, in his consciousness, the characteristics of Shang Jiangyue will be deeply imprinted.

He will become more emotional and full of justice.

Even... will think about problems from a female perspective.

Just thinking of this, Jing'an unconsciously showed a cold expression.

"If you are not in good condition, don't do this kind of thing in the future."

After a brief adjustment, Jing An took a deep breath and decided to continue the last experiment.

The meltability of the soul.

Jing'an fumbled, and picked up a huge lemming from the carrying bag. It was the size of an ordinary domestic cat. The coat was thick and black, and even the paws showed a little sharp. Sense of sharpness.

At this time, the lemming was hung in Jing'an's hands, but he didn't struggle at all, and was weak and weak like a mass of rotten meat. If it weren't for the pair of rat eyes that still kept trembling and agile, anyone would think that this guy was dead.

"If you are unlucky... don't blame me."

As soon as the voice fell, Jing An flipped his left hand holding the lemming. At the same time, the light group symbolizing Jiang Yue's soul also slapped the lemming's head without hesitation following the movement of his right hand.

What is the process of the fusion of the soul?

"squeak!"

Only a short scream was heard, and then, the whole body of the lemming was instantly tense. The instinct that should have been deterred by the giant's characteristics seemed to be dissipated in an instant. It struggled frantically, twisting its body, and even with a pair of rat eyes protruding out.

If Jing'an hadn't pinched the nape of its neck, perhaps it would have been bitten by the crazy lemming at this time.

"Well... this is what the system says, the incompatibility that will occur in the process of melting souls."

After about a minute of frenzied struggle, the lemming's breathing became gradually calm. Blood gushes from its snout and looks hideous.