The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

An inexplicable sense of urgency.

McRae found his way of thinking, until just now, he had fallen into a misunderstanding-why the northern region affected by the mysterious force did not have the ability to spread south?

"So, no wonder you choose to issue tasks in a public manner."

Since it is impossible to find out the reason independently, the other party is also in the process of continuous expansion.

So... it is indeed a more efficient way to take the initiative to clarify the situation and seek overall coordination help.

After all, the federal government is not a fool.

"The situation is only more serious than what Pink describes."

McRae's determined tone instantly received the support of his captain.

"Yes, the Federation will not take the initiative to bleed. Unless... they feel that we can't solve this problem from the beginning."

Some subtle atmosphere began to permeate, McRae accurately captured this subtle change, and couldn't help but ask.

"Captain. Could it be that you..."

"Hey, wheat. Don't you have confidence in me?"

No one will get a wrong answer for this kind of proposition.

"No, it's not right. It's not a question of trust at all! Captain, we should discuss it carefully, this kind of difficult task, absolutely can't..."

Before the words were spoken, McCree swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach.

He realized a very conspicuous problem, that is...no one can change the will of the captain, he can't, and others can't.

It is impossible for any strong person with a level 3 mutation direction to feel unconfident about his own abilities.

A specific information content that can be promoted to the 4th-level mutation direction, even if it is just a few words, is also precious information that is difficult to exchange for them.

And having said that... Isn't McCray not tempted?

A strong person with a 3rd level mutation direction, possessing domain-level abilities, and fulfilling the dream of returning to the peak physical body, it seems that it is not so far away.

Perhaps... this is the purpose of the Federation to determine the reward for this mission.

What's more, some impatient guys have actually begun to organize manpower and can't wait to leave the field to make corresponding preparations.

no doubt.

The current mutants of the entire federation were all **** by rewards at this time, and together they cast their sights on the mysterious northern realm thousands of miles away.

When Pink saw this scene, his serious and tight face also outlined a gentle arc-it seemed to him that this was an outrageous smile.

The emergency meeting was filled with three days of agenda content, and right now, it was only the beginning of the first day.

His figure became blurred again, and even if Xuan decomposed again, it became a bunch of fuzzy lights, like a light bulb that had been powered off, and disappeared in an instant.

The seeds have been sown, just wait for germination.

…………

At the same time, Jing'an and his party finally arrived at the cliff pass.

This is an amazing spectacle.

As the boundary line separating north and south, the Porter Mountains play a decisive role. Its ridges are so high into the clouds that they are endless, with an average elevation of several thousand meters, which almost ‘turns out’ all southerners.

Thin air, harsher environment.

Almost 80% of the area is forbidden for life that cannot be planted, or even no grass can grow.

And this is the status quo of the poor land in the north. Even in the pre-disaster era of technology, only travellers would visit here, leaving some memories and memories.

But with the advent of the disaster season, the terrain of the entire Federation also experienced some irreversible changes in an instant.

"So, looking at it this way... it's really spectacular."

Between the endless and continuous mountain ranges, a gap of hundreds of meters wide just appeared at this time. This vertical seam seems to be a slender wooden thorn, which is stuck exactly where it shouldn’t exist-the diamond-shaped seam that suddenly burst from the middle end goes from top to bottom, straight through the ground, and builds a pure natural Road to mountaineering.

And the cliff pass.

It is a small settlement built in this mountain stream.

Relying on the rugged and uneven terrain, the height difference building formed can be said to be the characteristic. The houses on the cliff pass are differently presented as long slender bodies, and the shape is as eye-catching as the erect brown bread.

From an artistic point of view, it does have amazing visual effects. But compared with other orthodox windbreak houses, the effect is much worse.

and.

In terms of the number of people, the cliffs and passes, which are not much smaller than other small towns, also symbolize their barren and poor life, which is almost unacceptable to ordinary people.

Following the steep mountain wall, Jing An walked behind, pushing Aisha onto the simple manual stepping platform, while whispering.

"I will enter the city later, remember what I mainly want to ask?"

Aisha nodded nervously, and she had already remembered what Jing'an explained.

"No problem, sir."

That's good.

Jing'an grabbed the old popsicle's neck hair, and hung it on his back in the latter's somewhat resentful eyes.

"Climbing a mountain on four legs is not easy, so hurry up."

The old popsicle let out a depressed sob, and then stopped moving.

To officially enter the town where the cliff pass belongs, the two need to climb more than 500 meters with their bare hands.

That is the scene where the word "steep" is fully realized. There is no catch on the nearly seventy-degree slope. The only thing that can be trusted is the small dimple the size of an adult's fist.

Simple yet simple to the extreme artificial crops.

Just stepping on the stone platform and climbing up to forty meters, Aisha can no longer see the scene behind her-no less inferior to the snowy mountains and dancing in the sky last night, a pure white world can almost be It makes people wonder whether they really still have the ability to recognize colors.

On the left and right, there are slippery, endlessly flat mountain walls. Aisha couldn't see any unnecessary ups and downs at all.

On top of his head are snow crystals that are ‘smashing’ down. Just looking up for a moment, two stiff strips can be frozen on the eyebrows.

too terrifying.

So far, they have only been sung from the mouths of the adults next to them, and they are presented to her one by one at this time, continuously impacting her senses.

Aisha lowered her head quietly, and glanced at the employer who followed behind, still keeping her expression calm and unmoved.

"First, sir. My legs are a bit soft."

Admitting deficiencies is not inherently shy. From the perspective of a peer, Jing'an can completely accept this approach.

It's just that... whether it can produce empathy, that's two things.

"Adjust your mentality and don't be afraid. If you want to conquer them, keep your attention under your feet and try not to look around."

The truth is clear, but...

"First, sir. I'm really a little bit unstable."