The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

If it had been before, Jing'an might not understand the reason for this. But now, he has an idea that is not very mature.

"come over."

Wrapped in the shackles of mantra, this twisted mass of meat moved its tentacles and slowly climbed onto Jing'an's right hand stretched out. Smooth and without the slightest struggling appearance, it is as clever as a puppy who has found the owner.

"Is it... your soul?"

Complicated gazes floated up, and Jing An's face showed a slight painful look-while making this conjecture, he had also used the power of a giant to investigate. The result is regrettable.

Inside the shell-like body, Noel's soul has long been missing.

The warm memories and the cruel status quo intertwined each other, and finally brought Jing'an back to reality. He narrowed the emotion in his eyes, and once again turned his gaze to the alien shape on hand.

Perhaps... human consciousness can really go beyond the framework of the rules?

This thought only came to her mind, Jing An shook her head slightly, and left it behind.

Such an unfounded statement would not even be believed by him himself.

Let's focus on the things at hand.

I have to say that the power of God's creation is indeed extraordinary.

Under the strong bondage, this unformed polluter can't break through the imprisonment at all. It can only struggle constantly in it, but it can't absorb any energy.

If things cannot be absorbed into the outside world for transformation, then no more tissues and organs can be produced. If both sides of equal weight weights cannot continue to invest resources, this equal force will continue until one party collapses, or... there is an external force to invade.

It seems that there are some tasteless characteristics, but under the deliberate protection of Jing'an, it can maintain the maximum performance level,

"In terms of magnitude, at least can it last for nearly two weeks..."

The exceptionally sufficient time actually surprised Jing'an. After a slight pause, he showed a little self-deprecating smile-his experience so far made him almost forget that some things can be slowed down.

He looked at the squirming flesh in his hand, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Thanks to the analysis and deconstruction of the system, Jing'an also understood the current situation of Nuoer at the moment of awakening. In terms of the previous ‘resurrection plan’, Noel has now crossed the stage of becoming a mutant, and then finding a way to become a mutant.

At first glance, this seems to save a necessary process.

But as far as the content of the system planning is concerned, this is a very fatal anomaly-there are also obvious individual differences between polluters, which Jing'an already knew in Diamond City.

Based on the information that Jing'an has, the principle of the plan to be sure of realizing is based on the observations of the system or the few polluters that have been in contact with. Through collection and analysis, the system has completely resolved it.

As long as through deliberate control, Noel's mutation becomes more controllable, then the success rate of the entire plan will break through the desperate zero.

Just an uncontrollable mutation is enough to make all the preparations and planning of the system become useless in an instant. If he wants to continue to implement the resurrection plan, then re-collecting samples, analyzing, and deconstructing is a process procedure that he and the system must face.

If it is normal, two weeks is more than enough.

But……

On the one hand, the system will take more than a month to complete maintenance and upgrades.

After the energy of the mantra dissipates, what means will Jing'an have to rely on to maintain Nuoer for more than a month without continuing the profound changes?

What's more, he himself is a walking pollution source. Even if he does not swallow and digest, as long as he stays beside her for a moment, Noel can continue to carry out deeper pollution deformation.

Jing'an's thoughts were spinning rapidly, but he couldn't think of any other way to deal with it. Obviously, for Noel's current situation, no matter from which perspective, Jing'an couldn't find any way to solve it.

It's like a knot that gets tighter and tighter, and can't find any means that can be used to crack it.

It must be false to say that it is not depressed.

But even so, Jing'an still cheered up. While whispering seemingly comforting, he gently stroked the tentacles in his hands.

"It's just doing it again, it's okay. I have patience..."

The act of buying drunk is tantamount to a kind of self-paralysis.

"gentlemen……"

Aisha's voice came from behind, prompting Jing'an to adjust back to the state. He raised his head halfway, and leaned behind him.

Grim-headed little devil.

Big scarred dog.

The only partner who can be trusted, at this time showed some worry. They all seemed a little overwhelmed by Jing'an's gaffe.

"Sir, what shall we do now?"

What should I do.

The consciousness that was still in a muddle was pulled back into the body again, and at the same time, Jing'an was once again aware of his responsibilities.

The whole team needs him to command.

Is it going to continue to the north to explore the unknown and piece together the pieces of information?

Or return to the southern region to find other possible ways to resurrect Noel?

No matter which point, it needs to be considered by Jing'an before it can be implemented and implemented. Obviously, the moment is not when it can sink.

Raise your hand and rub your nose. Jing'an used the most awkward method to hide a little embarrassment at the moment. His thoughts flowed quickly, and he sorted out all his thoughts in a short while.

In terms of the current situation, finding a way to wake up the system as soon as possible, and then re-planning Noel's resurrection plan is the first priority. So... In terms of the current situation, Jing'an has only one method, which may shorten the maintenance time of the system.

That is to become a level 3 mutant.

The flow of information generated during the advanced stage is the only means by which Jing'an can have an impact on the system.

Regardless of whether the result is good or bad, he feels that he has to try.

With this argument as the core, continue to make inferences. The entire northbound plan has undergone a general reversal-but in terms of priority, the schedule of becoming a Level 3 mutant as soon as possible is imminent.

Rather than wasting time to grieve, it is better to seize the opportunity and make the final struggle.

Thinking of this, Jing'an didn't hesitate, he said immediately.

"Clean up and find a place where you can stay. Let's take a rest near here today and wait until early tomorrow before crossing the cliff pass."

When the order was given, one person and one dog didn't ask why, but even started to prepare accordingly.

Aisha packed up her parcels, and while counting the losses caused by the explosion and bumps, she began to calculate the subsequent resource requirements.

The old popsicle wagged its tail and stood on tiptoe. He kept smelling on the ruins, trying to catch the materials buried underneath with the smell.

Seeing this, Jing'an's expression softened a bit unconsciously.

"Hurry up..."