Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 89 Weak Strength ([-])

It's not just starvation in nature.

For Noel at this time, she sensed a more straightforward temptation from the humanoid creature in front of her.It seems that as long as you tear him apart, you can make your life level higher.

All the cells in the body are exuding manic information, and the instincts imprinted in the genetic fragments surge instantly, leaving the few rational things behind.

Eat, devour, evolve.

Following this simple and straightforward logic, Noel's only remaining tentacle is constantly stretching forward.

The sharp blade-like teeth began to stir, and the spiral-shaped mouthparts were like a powerful mixer, and they were enveloping Jing An's head.

It is not difficult to imagine the bloody and horrific consequences that would result if the two came into contact.

But at this moment, a human voice suddenly came from behind Noel.Such exhaustion, even reaching the effect of a hissing cry, caused Noel's movements to stagnate slightly.

"Hey! Stop!"

Do you fight off the harasser first, or choose to continue eating?

Within the simple sub-options, Noel quickly made a decision - digestion and devouring are both a process that takes time, and if left alone, it is likely to lead to some unpredictable variables.

Get rid of these annoying dross first, and then eat slowly.

With such a simple thought, Noel twisted her broken neck, like a pendant hanging from a string, and she immediately threw her whole head backwards.

"babble……"

The impetus full of fear and timidity made Nuo Er, who had begun to develop a little sanity, feel a little contemptuous.Compared with the previous two opponents, the human larva in front of him was obviously not a qualified prey.

But... what is this overwhelming feedback?
Before she could think about it, a cold and viscous feeling hit her body - the impact was not exaggerated, and it wasn't even enough to cause her slender body to stagger a little.

what is this?
The unfamiliar touch made her fall into a brief confusion, but then, she finally penetrated the fly ash in front of her, and clearly enveloped the range of perception on that figure.

The gray long gown didn't fit well and hadn't been carefully taken care of. The braid tied behind the head was raised high, like the long tail of a horse, standing gracefully in the cold wind.Under the sharp-edged facial features, those deep lake-colored eyes narrowed slightly in pain, as if they were struggling.

This expression was not unfamiliar to Noel, even...she seemed to have seen it before.

What kind of emotion does this expression contain, and when did you see it?
Through careful probing, Noel keenly caught the slight movement of the other party's lips.And the trembling voice followed behind, slowly coming.

"sorry Sorry……"

The fiery spot of light bloomed in her hand with a scorching light, like a star falling from the sky, this light exudes a little subtle aura in Noel's detection.

Seems...a bit dangerous.

The monster that had already left the human form, her thoughts paused briefly at this time, as if recalling some vague and broken memories, which made her movements obviously dull.

is opportunity.

He took a strong breath and brewed it in his chest.In the distant memory, the experience of being a guest hunter once again came to mind.At the same time, a hint of determination flashed in Aisha's eyes.

Either you die or I die, there is no room for the slightest hesitation.

And at the moment when Aisha raised her arm high and was about to throw the thing in her hand towards Noel, a voice suddenly came from her mind.

[Please stop immediately, this amount of oil fire will definitely burn the opponent!Now that Jing'an has not yet awakened, you have no means to stop the burning process, and this will lead to a very serious consequence]

Many messages were transmitted into Aisha's brain after a flash like electricity.She was even stunned for a moment before she completely received this long series of incomprehensible conversations.

"You... who are you?"

[My identity is not important, what you need to pay attention to most right now is how to stop the monster in front of you from running wild]

Aisha's throat squirmed up and down, as if acquiescing to the other party's point of view.

Under the premise of facing external pressure, it is naturally the primary goal to unite all forces and resolve external conflicts first.

"Then what should we do?"

A strange and deep male voice interjected from the side, but Aisha couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Compared with this ruthless electronic voice, this male tone is more familiar to him.

"Big... big dog?"

"I told you before, don't call me a big dog, call me Old Popsicle."

A look of astonishment emerged from Aisha's face, and her thoughts fell into a brief moment of confusion.Where does this voice come from?How can you know so many things?
Going one step further, why did the old Popsicle suddenly speak human words? !

"Old Popsicle? Where are you! Why can't I see you?"

"It's just a little injured, it's not a big problem. I'm trying to find a way to get closer to him..."

【quiet!The purpose of setting up a platform for the two of you to communicate on the same channel is not just for small talk]

If Jing'an could still maintain consciousness at this time, he would also show a surprised expression - in this case, the system can actually use Jiang Yue's brain contact characteristics?
[Considering Mr. Jing'an's ultimate goal, I must emphasize a core point to the two of you: we don't want to kill the opponent, but to subdue the opponent.I don't have enough time, so I can only simply propose a relatively simple plan to you... Py! 】

The sudden electric sound made Aisha frowned slightly, and she felt that the explosion made her brain start to buzz.

"Are you... all right?"

[It's okay... Py!The margin that can be squeezed is limited, and the instability of the platform is also under consideration.Please prepare the information, I have packed all the known content, please pay attention to check]

As soon as the words fell, Aisha couldn't help but let out a muffled groan - a pain like a needle prick came from the top of her head, such a stimulating and vivid touch, even made her goosebumps drop all over the floor.

But at the same time, a long paragraph of concise information flooded into her mind.

"This, this is..."

"It is indeed a good plan."

Compared to Elsa's restraint, Old Popsicle is obviously more decisive.There was a bit of freedom and wildness in his voice.

"For Jing'an, I did it."

(End of this chapter)