Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 256 [Curse Path - Life Sacrifice]

This thing... has a body?

At the same time, Freya, who was standing on the other side, was drenched in the viscera of this 'meat and vegetable'.She herself fell into a short period of chaos - no one can maintain the most basic thinking ability after undergoing such a baptism.

So her reaction was very simple. After a pause of two seconds, a heart-piercing scream came from her mouth, which made Jing An frown.

Women... are really troublesome.

Without worrying about Freya's performance, Jing An immediately readjusted her attention to the fleshy ball in front of her.After suffering a kick that could be called a fatal blow, the lump of flesh fell silently on the ground, as if life had been cut off, and there was no other movement.

Jing'an pulled his legs back, and then walked around the whole piece of meat to examine its peculiarities.Immediately, Kruger, who had arrived late, saw that the room was divided into three distinct positions.

A trembling daughter who seemed to have not completely escaped the state of fear.

A screaming wife with a disgusting heart organ and stinking blood all over her body.

A silent honorable guest who kept fiddling around disgusting things.

Such a fragmented and curious picture caused Kruger to fall into cognitive confusion at the moment of exposure.For a moment, he didn't even know how to speak.

And at this time, Jing An also found what she wanted to see.He stretched out his hand, fumbled through the dirty blood scattered all over the place, and took out a mass of 'meat' that was beyond recognition.

"Sure enough... the source of this guy is the section of intestines I saw in the living room?"

Jing'an seemed to understand the source of the anomaly in this small town.

The other party took out the beautiful internal organs by means of massacre, and then processed them into monsters, which were used to bury them deep in the ground, and then made more far-reaching arrangements.

And this cruel and inhuman method is also a branch of the evolutionary path.

[Curse Path—Level 2 Mutation Direction, Life Sacrifice]

If Jing An guessed correctly, that so-called 'noble guest' might have been manipulated, or he might be a mutant with special abilities.Although I don't know why the other party is eyeing Meimei for some special reason, but for Jing'an, there is a piece of good news that cannot be ignored.

The monsters summoned through the method of life sacrifice are all unconscious monsters that can only follow instinct.And one of the specialties of this direction of mutation is... its number can be very exaggerated.

Once selected as the object of the life sacrifice, and after completing the entire process of performing the spell, everything on the sacrifice will become an individual that can be used.

Flesh the size of a fingernail, a few hairs, even... just a drop of blood.

When conditions permit, they can all be transformed into hideous monsters.Although these creatures are not a great threat to mutants, they are already a disaster for ordinary people.

"At the moment, there are only two monsters with different parts, which means that the situation is not too serious... If it is dealt with as soon as possible, the degree of harm can be controlled to the lowest level."

While muttering to herself, Jing An simply rubbed the thing on the bed sheet twice, then took out the package she carried with her, and placed it in a relatively remote corner.At this moment, short footsteps came from behind him.

"Sir! This sir! What the hell did you do in my shop?! I tell you very seriously, this is out of the scope of my service to you, you destroyed my room, hallway , This will affect my business!"

Jing'an didn't pay attention to Kruger who was chattering beside him, while Alice, who had begun to get out of her panic state, quietly helped Jing'an argue.

"Father! That's not the case, sir, he saved me..."

"you shut up!"

Kruger stepped forward, selectively ignoring Freya who was already at a loss, and when passing by her side, he vaguely showed a somewhat disgusted expression.

"Do you know how much it will cost to fix everything? I'm afraid it won't be enough to make you survive until you are an adult! If you take this opportunity to press some oil and water out, we will all have to drink the northwest wind! Stupid guy, don't you think Do you want me to sell you to Winterhold?!"

Although he had lowered his voice, with his excellent hearing, Jing'an still captured Kruger's threatening words.He half-raised his head, just in time to see Alice shaking her head repeatedly and showing a scared expression.

"No, no, absolutely not!"

"Then shut up and stay here."

Alice's aura was completely overwhelmed, and she shrank her neck in fear. She never had the slightest thought of rebelling against her father who had shown a ferocious face.

After dealing with the 'conflict' with his daughter, Kruger adjusted his emotions briefly.Immediately, his expression became calm again. Kruger cleared his throat, and while slowly approaching Jing'an, he picked up the ups and downs of his tone.

"Sir, I have to emphasize one point to you. The furniture you destroyed, the decoration, and the spiritual loss you caused, all of which require you to make material compensation before you can leave. In the name of the laws of the northern border , a reckless and rude mediocre like you, I should have been sent to the dungeon..."

However, before Kruger finished speaking these clichés, Jing An's complexion suddenly changed.He raised his head and looked towards the window sill beside him.

"Shut up."

Under the calm tone, there is an unquestionable attitude.Kruger choked for a moment at this moment, and found that he was unconsciously listening to the opinion of the man in front of him.

"you……!"

Before Kruger could speak, Jing An stood up abruptly.He walked quickly to the window, and then pushed it away - the snow and cold wind outside the window suddenly rushed from it, making the three ordinary people in the room tremble.

What does he want to do?
This thought just surfaced in the hearts of this family when the cries mixed in the wind and snow faintly reached their ears.

Who is shouting?How can I hear this voice?
No one told them the answer, but Jing An, who was standing on the edge of the window sill, had a frozen expression at this moment.

The worst-case scenario predicted eventually happened.

(End of this chapter)