Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 237
It was humiliation, interrogation, and finally struggling to die in pain.

Or should he end it on his own and give himself a good time?
There was almost no need for any hesitation. On the premise of failing to get a reply from Jing An, she just grinned miserably.Immediately, a beetle that had accepted the command crawled out from between her purple lips, and sprinted to her right cheek.

"..."

Jing'an remained silent, watching the other party's actions, and did not make any move to stop or persuade him.

Doing it yourself is better than dying at someone else's hands.

"You... can't escape, the Federation will definitely bring you to justice."

What is it like to receive death threats twice in one day?Jing'an couldn't elaborate, but it was... not a comfortable experience.

Under the unhealthy lip color, there is a curse full of resentment and malice.And the moment after Herder finished speaking, the beetle, whose body was pitch black and exuded a strange smell, ejected a long, slender columnar object as thick as half a little finger.

With just a muffled sound, this seemingly inconspicuous weapon penetrated Herder's temple in an instant.A small hole was opened left and right, and the pink tissue fluid sprayed out some viscous liquid at this moment, accompanied by her eyes rolled upwards, and suddenly, she lost her voice.

Committed suicide.

After losing the control of the mother's body, the worms in Herder's body began to run wild.Black bugs of different sizes sprang out from her nostrils, corners of her eyes, mouth, and even her ears, and then scattered in the air.

They are simple species without the slightest intelligence and only succumb to instinct.

Therefore, most of the individual bugs did not disperse immediately.They regrouped on Herder's corpse and started the last supper—the soft and tender tissue is rich in multiple nutrients, and it is also a rare and rare food for insects.

Seeing that Herder's head was wrapped in layers of black worms, the gnawing sounds came one after another.As Herder's body began to tremble irregularly, Aisha and Jasmine, who had arrived late, both witnessed this frightening scene at this moment, and couldn't help showing expressions of embarrassment.

"gentlemen……"

Jing'an knew what they wanted to say, so he just nodded and took out a small pot from his pocket.It was filled with extremely pure spirits. It was originally just a tool for disinfecting wounds without medical alcohol, but I never thought it would be used at a time like this.

He poured all these strong-smelling liquids on the corpse, and then lit a slender match, and in the icy and snowy world, a cluster of intense flames burned.

There is an old saying in the East, at least leave someone...a whole body.

"Don't worry, we will meet again soon."

Underneath the whispering words was Jing An's calm water-like eyes.

The old Popsicle sat beside Jing An, sniffed, and then quietly stood a little further away.As far as acuity, uh, sense of smell is concerned, the scorching smell can make him faint.

And Jing'an silently stared at the crackling rotten meat, so that others would not know what he was thinking.After a moment's pause, he stretched out his right hand.The extraordinary power originating from the path of giants began to operate under his will.

The souls of four mutants in a row, including a domain-level powerhouse, are undoubtedly an exaggerated bumper harvest for Jing An.

And while Jing An was harvesting her soul, the staggering Hei finally stood up, then moved slowly, and walked to Jing An's side.

"Is this the end?"

Under the broken placket was a sunken chest showing red and black colors.It is not difficult to see that there are signs of fracture in the inner bones, and this miserable appearance made Jing An even take a few more glances.

"Well... Thank you for your hard work."

Jing'an sincerely expressed her gratitude to Hei for his help, because in the plan, there had to be someone to confront this level 3 mutant head-on, and let the other party focus all their attention on him.

Let a domain-level powerhouse who can turn Jing'an into a cake be allowed to transfer his murderous intention to himself?This kind of mission can almost be called a fatal situation, but it has to be carried out by one person.

Old Popsicle may be able to do it, and the other party has clearly stated that he is willing.But before Jing'an could make arrangements, Hei had already volunteered to put forward his opinions.

He is better suited to handle the affairs of this situation than the old Popsicle.

"You're welcome, but if there is a chance, it's better not to do such a thing."

An injury that would be fatal to an ordinary person was just enough to make Kuro frown slightly.Judging from the appearance alone, Jing An didn't even know that Hei had suffered such a serious injury.

"Can this kind of injury heal itself?"

"Although it's not as exaggerated as you are, it's only to this extent, so don't worry too much."

What could be called a fatal injury was understated in Hei's mouth.

Originated from the consciousness of the polluter and reshaped by the mantra of judgment, this kind of existence can be called a heterogeneous existence, but it has never explained its specialness to its teammates.Until now, only Jing An knows the true ability of the other party.

"You...be careful in the future, relying too much on ability is not a good habit after all."

"Thanks, I'll pay attention."

It's not hard to see the other party's perfunctory intentions, and Jing'an is not a person who likes to repeat.Since he no longer had the will to continue the conversation, he immediately had no intention of continuing to investigate further.

Treat the scene and erase some obvious traces one by one.Hei took the old Popsicle and the two little guys to quickly finish these affairs, and at the same time, Jing An also completed the process of absorbing the four souls.

After several repetitions, Jing An also found a simpler or more convenient method in this process - he compressed the souls of this mass, and then put them into a transparent glass bottle.

When fighting Elena, Jing An also discovered a very suitable container for preserving souls.

Glass.

This kind of container can perfectly seal the soul and keep it in a very fresh state.Under the premise of no special circumstances, a week will not cause the loss of information at all.

Take a good rest for a while, and there will be a chance to meet again later.

Jing An said that these glass bottles were sorted one by one, and finally placed in the compartment filled with fluff and cotton.On the premise of a little buffer, even such fragile craft products will not be easily cracked.

(End of this chapter)