The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

It's just a pity.

With the current state of Jing'an, it is really impossible to continue to explore these contents.

He rushed all night and couldn't even make up a round of sleep time of more than three hours. Such an anti-biological clock work and rest, if it were an ordinary person, it might have been exhausted and lost consciousness.

Only Jing'an, who has the heart of a giant, can barely maintain the most basic ability of action.

But despite this, he is now close to the limit.

Not to mention the somewhat vague consciousness, even Jing'an's eyes began to have a little double image at this time, showing a subtle state of'nearsightedness'.

At the same time, the joints all over the body were making sour chirps, as if they were exaggerated like a piece of dry bamboo about to wither.

Although the body cannot speak, it also has a unique warning method.

Must have a rest...

The thoughts surged, Jing An no longer hesitated, he easily put the lemming on the ground back into his backpack-judging from the appearance, it might last three or four days.

This is the few'buffer' time left for Jing'an.

If he can't find a way to further explore the secret of the soul by then, then the light group that has passed through the soul will dissipate naturally.

Of course, Jing'an can continue to search for other lives, and continue to extend the "preservation period" through the current mixed methods. But this is like muddy river water. If the sand and gravel content is too high, correspondingly, the purity of the body will decrease.

By that time, there would be problems with the evolutionary path, even the memory that Jing'an could read.

All in all, the secret of the soul is certainly worth continuing to explore in Jing'an.

However, from the analysis of the remaining time, the status quo is not optimistic at all. If you continue to procrastinate, it is easy to waste such a rare mutant soul.

As a scarce resource, the evaluation given by the system is indeed pertinent.

"It's really a headache..."

After all, in the ‘restricted basis’ left by the system, the soul of the mutant belongs to a non-renewable resource.

Before the strength continued to break through, the number of mutant souls that Jing'an could control could only maintain the upper limit of two.

If Jiang Yue's soul was wasted for no reason, it would undoubtedly give away an important key quota for nothing.

"After all, I am not a serious giant, and only a part of the abilities I can display."

From the perspective of characteristics and capabilities, Jing'an's strength still has a lot of room for development.

Whether it is the rehearsal ability of the mortal pathway.

It is still the powerful control of the giant approach.

Thinking of this, Jing'an couldn't help but miss the ruthless reading machine of the system.

"Does it take two full months."

No matter how much you think about it, it will not speed up the speed of system repair. After figuring out this joint, Jing'an stopped thinking about it. He packed up casually, and smoothly formed a soft cloth bag, leaning against the back of his head.

Jing An leaned against the mottled side wall, not caring about the large dust on his back.

Take advantage of this now, take a break.

Thoughts drifted away gradually, Jing An's eyes narrowed slightly, and she gradually lost consciousness.

...

Inside the quiet and empty factory building, the restful Jing'an and the old popsicles of Sa Huan.

And, being wrapped around, there was only a corpse of Noel that seemed to be asleep, with a smiling face.

Under the powerful aura of Jing'an, generally speaking, there will not be evolutionary beasts with short eyes to "seeking their own shortsightedness". However, it does not include the ‘scavengers’ in the natural cycle.

Buzzing.

Under the rapid vibration of the thin wings, a disturbing noise came from the cracked window. As a living creature, the ‘old friend’ who has overcome the disaster but has not undergone too many obvious changes appears at this time.

It was a fly as thick as two fingers.

Even though it was winter, but under the interlacing of temperature between day and night, the unique scent exuding from Noel's body still accurately attracted the presence of scavengers.

It rolled out a few twisted arcs in the air, and suddenly stopped on Noel's pale cheeks.

The two dark green compound eyes reflected an indescribable luster, as if they were thankful for the gift before feasting. The fly rubbed the pair of hair-like forelegs—prepared to have a full meal, and then laid eggs.

The code of conduct engraved deep in the gene drives the fly to eject its mouthparts. It was about to cut its hands, but suddenly stopped.

Stiff.

Different from pure intimidation, this is due to a deeper instinct. Like encountering a natural enemy, its whole body is instantly stiff, so that it becomes immobile like a sculpture.

I don't know if the fly touched some stiff nerves, I saw Noel's eyes that had already closed, and a faint gap seemed to open at this time.

After a while.

The grip of the arthropods disappeared, and the flies slipped from Noel's cheeks, and finally fell to the ground full of fly ash, rolling dust all over.

The fly is dead.

Jing'an still closed his eyes slightly, obviously not knowing what was happening right now.

On the contrary, Nuoer's face was still smiling, and at this moment, a little change had taken place.

A few hours later.

"Well…"

After waking up, Jing An slowly sat upright, and under the urging of her body, her consciousness quickly completed the process of turning from chaos to sober.

How long have I slept?

He half raised his head and looked out the window beside him. Under the clear sky, the sun's rays cast on the ground without any hindrance, shining brilliantly.

"At this angle, it shouldn't be the afternoon yet."

It only took a few hours to rest. If it were before, there would definitely be a noticeable feeling of fatigue—but now, Jing'an feels that she is full of energy, and even her originally swollen joints have subsided.

There is no doubt that Jing'an is gradually breaking away from the shackles of ‘people’.

"Very good, I recovered sooner than expected. If you want to get to the next place later, you can rush before dark."

After murmured, Jing'an got up and started packing. He caught a glimpse of the remains of the fly on the ground and frowned slightly.

"Has it begun to attract flies..."

Decay is an irreversible process. At this stage, it is naturally not surprising that such scavengers will be attracted. It's just that Jing'an didn't expect that this stage would come so quickly.

"Something is unreasonable, it's too fast."

Without the system, no one can solve Jing'an's confusion. He can only bury this problem in his heart, and at the same time, put the'resurrection plan' on the agenda as soon as possible.

Wait a minute, kid.

He touched Noor's cold face, but could not find the pair of eyes that had opened slightly.

At the same time, the journey to the north is only the beginning at the moment.