Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 98 Ale
"The injury from yesterday?"

Jing An raised her brows, apparently a little surprised by this result.After a slight pause, he seemed to want to continue to ask something, but he couldn't grasp the focus for a while, and finally just frowned and said softly.

"Okay, then let's go up and talk about it first. Aisha, please pay more attention to Old Popsicle. This guy is very pain-resistant, and he may not even know he was injured."

"Ok sir."

The person being named shrank his neck and let out a low whimper.

"Ugh..."

After all, it's not his fault that he has rough skin and thick flesh.

Selectively ignoring the immediate sense of disobedience, Jing An continued walking with a person and a dog.They walked through the narrow narrow road in batches, and then passed the cliff path for about 10 minutes. Finally, in a hazy mountain snow, they glimpsed the rows of stretches hanging on the cliff among the cliffs. settlement town.

"Okay, we are almost at our destination. Remember what I said, wait... wait."

Jing An suddenly stopped, he raised his head, and sniffed vigorously.

Why is there a burnt firewood smell?

Old Popsicle's injury prevented him from giving full play to his advantages, so he could only rely on Jing'an to figure out a solution.Thinking of this, he raised his right hand to signal the companion behind him to pause.

At the same time, the pupils in his eyes were also replaced with bright circles of light like stars.

The strength of a giant, the eye of wisdom.

In an instant, his sight pierced through the flying mountain snow and projected into the distance—although the specific distance has not been tested in detail, but in terms of ability alone, it is more than enough to observe the general situation more than 1000 meters away.

In this white world, Jing'an kept turning around and adjusting her sight range.Finally, he caught some strange colors.

Like fiery red light spots floating in the night sky, they dotted Jing'an's sight one by one.

"Is this... the firelight from the fireplace?"

As the cheapest burning material in the north, it is not uncommon to cut dry branches into strips and put them in the fireplace.

but……

There should be no one in the cliff pass.

At least it was empty yesterday.

Jing An's face became a little weird, he waved his hand, and signaled Aisha and Old Popsicle behind him to find a place to correct it first.

"You all wait here, I'll go ahead and see what's going on."

After settling down with her companions, Jing An lowered her figure and kept approaching the settlement.The terrain of Zhengdao is the flattest, but there is also no shelter. If there are still people guarding the watchtower of the station, it will be a matter of time before Jing'an is discovered.

In order to hide the body shape, it is necessary to find a fulcrum from the cliff and push forward bit by bit.

Thinking of this, Jing An stretched out her hand and grabbed the protruding stone on her head.Through the super vision of the eye of wisdom, while he had a panoramic view of the situation ahead, he also planned a relatively smooth route in his mind.

A figure as light as a mountain antelope rolled on the cliff. After a few minutes, Jing'an smelled a strange smell, which made him shudder slightly.

Looking up, the fist-sized furnace light was clearly visible at this time.

"...the smell of wine?"

After being heated, low-quality ale will emit a pungent sour smell. Jing An is no stranger to this smell.In the days when he was struggling as a scavenger in Muller City in order to make ends meet, he also went to the tavern with a few companions and tasted these sour and bitter low-alcohol drinks.

Why do I suddenly smell this smell?

Some doubts emerged from Jing'an's mind, and he continued to move forward until a house hanging between the cliffs crashed into his sight from the snow.

The sour smell became more pronounced.

He turned his head and looked around - the reconnaissance sentry post was on the other side of the cliff, and a few vague figures could barely be seen above, but in terms of distance, there was no need to worry about the possibility of being exposed.

After a brief observation, Jing An flipped her hands over and continued to climb up.After reaching a certain height, he turned around and gently inhaled the freezing wind.

Under the premise that the situation is unknown, he must collect information quickly, return immediately after the end, and meet Old Popsicle and Aisha.

The supporting arms were loosened, and under the action of gravity, Jing An's figure immediately fell down.It's like a puppet that loses its balance and gradually falls over.

And at the moment when Jing An seemed to be about to fall downwards.

The muscles in his legs tensed at the same time.

Then, the power accumulated as a point suddenly exploded at the next moment.With a swift cracking sound, the cliff on which he was standing cracked open, leaving several gaps in the shape of thumbs.

And Jing'an's figure also rushed straight down under the strong reaction.Under the strong push like an arrow from the string, the surrounding flying snow was torn apart, blown away, and finally turned into a trace visible to the naked eye.

They hung on Jing'an's back, but only left a mark for a moment before dissipating into nothingness again.

After a few breaths, the triangular-shaped roof first took shape in the wind and snow.Jing An narrowed her eyes slightly, while correcting her direction and adjusting her figure.

The distance of tens of meters arrived in the blink of an eye.

The rare building with a height of five floors can completely allow Jing'an to complete the goal of a non-injured landing.

After calibrating the direction, Jing Anping stretched out his right hand.His fingers seemed to be flapping, and they were deeply imprinted on the wooden wall beside him.

呲味味味味味...

The friction sound between fingertips and wooden crafts is slightly harsh, but not obvious.And in this snow-covered world, the movement became weaker and weaker.

The rolled brown sawdust was lifted up along with Jing'an's falling movement, leaving five unusually eye-catching marks on the side wall, but it only provided some relief.

If this continues, he will inevitably fall into the snow below.

This is obviously different from Jing'an's plan. In order to achieve the goal of sneaking in quickly, Jing'an still needs to help.

As her gaze shifted, Jing An cast her gaze downwards, focusing on the wooden stake hanging in front of the window sill on the third floor.

Dried meat products and thick overcoats are hung on it, apparently for the purpose of hanging, thus setting up a simple device.

A wooden pole as thick as an adult's arm should not be a problem in terms of endurance alone.

The body fell rapidly, Jing An looked at the timing, stretched out his hands quickly, and grabbed the thick wooden stake.

The potential energy and weight of the fall are instantly stopped, and the rebounding upwards, the violent pulling feeling delivered to the hands is even more vivid.This was not a problem for Jing An at all, but it caused the weight-bearing object to let out a weak cry.

But with this buffer, the momentum of the fall was completely eliminated.After a short rest, Jing An let go of her hands, and her whole body, like a light feline, landed directly on the snow on the side of the house.

puff.

The non-slip leather boots hit the ground, compressing the snow on the soles of their feet into lumps, but there was only a dull echo.

This was the last sound Jing An made.

(End of this chapter)