The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

"A traveler from the South?"

The rough man wearing a robe and holding a shotgun scanned Jing'an suspiciously.

"It's all this weather, how can people with short eyes come to the north to do business?"

As if confident in the object in his hand, the man's tone was quite joking. He stretched out his hand and patted Jing'an's shoulder twice with his generous palm full of oil, with a frivolous appearance, like an elder's tone.

"And can you understand our northern dialect, hillbilly?"

Jing'an still looked indifferent, but the old popsicle beside him had begun to groan and growl-no one could despise Jing'an.

The clumsy guard saw the hound behind Jing'an at this time, his face changed slightly, and at the same time as he retreated backwards, the long shotgun was placed on his chest horizontally, in a vigilant posture.

"Hey! Get out, where is this wolf that jumped out!"

With such a fuss, even Aisha, who fell behind, could not help showing a somewhat contemptuous expression at this time.

After getting acquainted with Jing'an, Aisha did not have any good feelings for this frivolous man.

Either indifferent, or contemptuous gaze came from the surroundings, realizing his ugliness, the man's face gradually began to turn blue, he gasped with a grin, as if he wanted to say something.

"Stop! Is that how you treated the God of Wealth in our town!"

But before he could continue to say anything, Jasmine on the side had already jumped up and kicked his calf.

"Yaowu Yangwei also choose a place, if you scare these businessmen away, where will the taxes that support you come from?"

The most understanding of these guys' tempers, Jasmine changed her weak temper before, and the fierce intent that came out of her teeth was as funny as a little wolf cub.

And the appearance of her jumping feet made Jing'an look at her more.

"These are the merchants that Master Hart specifically contacted. You understand what this means... Don't let me go to your leadership to report you."

The threat that was almost in the air, only Jasmine, who had the height of someone else's chest, exploded with an astonishing aura at this time. On the contrary, it was the guard with a stern face. He groaned twice, but he no longer embarrassed Jing'an and his group and backed away.

"All right, all right. Since I'm a guest in the tavern, then I don't have to work hard. Remember to be careful along the way. Recently, the town...not very peaceful."

After all, a side wall was flattened just now.

The veiled gaze lifted upwards, Jing'an did not see the other guards. If there is no accident, the whole thing is as he expected, and the vital forces in the settlement have been concentrated on the other side at this time.

Naturally, there will be no leisure to deal with these businessmen who enter the town through recommendations.

As she moved further and further away from the outpost, Jasmine, who was walking in front, also converged a bit. The original arrogant attitude has disappeared invisible, she followed Aisha next to it, and softly explained to Jing'an.

"Like the guy just now, he said it was for interrogating outsiders and checking. In fact, he wants you to pay some money, so that he can get some oil and water and drink a few more glasses of horse urine in the tavern."

Jing An nodded slightly, he looked at the surrounding buildings, and said to Aisha on the side.

"Ask her, is this phenomenon common?"

"As long as you are within the settlement area, you can almost see it... Sir, our town is still quite exclusive, please forgive me."

It is not difficult to generate groups that are brave or xenophobic on land that is already poor in resources.

The principle of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages applies to any creature.

"I see, let's lead the way quickly. We all need to find a place to take a good rest."

After all, it is not difficult for Jing'an to understand this mood.

Aisha conveyed the meaning of Jing'an in place, and then the four people followed the avenue all the way down, passing commercial streets, residential areas, and meeting halls and other landmark buildings along the way. Among them, groups of local tourists are not uncommon, and Jing'an even saw some pre-school-age little ghosts.

At the same time, the curiosity of these locals towards Jing'an and his entourage is also beyond words.

As if to prevent Jing Anxin from having unpleasant thoughts, Jasmine deliberately slowed down and explained with a smile.

"Sir, don't look at these guys being curious. Actually, it's nothing, mainly because we really rarely get outsiders here..."

Jing'an just nodded, expressing understanding.

While being watched, Jing An was also looking at others with the corner of his eye.

The wide, long and thick fur robes are almost standard for settlements, and their faces are a little paler than those in the south, and it also makes the blue eyes that are deeply reflected in the eye sockets become more and more eye-catching.

In such an environment, Jing'an's appearance with black hair and black eyes is naturally more likely to be watched by the crowd.

Without staying too much, the two and one dog, led by Jasmine, quickly arrived at the place where they settled—as a destination, this was not the tavern where Jasmine worked.

In order to avoid the possibility of revealing their identities, Jing'an and his party could not directly check into some relatively formal hotels. Let Jasmine spend more time thinking, and the purpose is also to let her choose some hidden places where she can rest.

Although she did not have too high expectations, Jing'an couldn't help raising her brows after seeing the ordinary low house in front of her.

Low-rise bungalows, but wooden huts that are no more than two stories high on the left and right. A series of eye-catching phenomena such as discoloration, cracking, and peeling due to disrepair for a long time.

Unremarkable, it can even be said to be a shabby appearance, which looks unusually abrupt among the sturdy bungalows.

Following the inquisitive sight of Aisha and the old popsicle, the freckled girl stepped forward. She took out a long string of keys from her pocket, her face was full of unconcealable shyness.

"This is the low-rise room that my sister and I were in last year. The price was paid for a long time, and it is considered to be sold off a month ago. Don't look at the old outside, the interior is quite complete. , Will not leak."

She paused for a moment, and through her body movements, Jing An caught a glimpse of the three heavy door locks hanging horizontally in front of the door.

"Originally, I planned to work for another half a year, and after we saved enough money, we would renovate everything here. Then we would like to open a small hotel where people can settle down."

"My sister's apple pie is very fragrant. As long as the store can be opened, there will be repeat customers. We will definitely have more money by then..."

Under the whispering thoughts, Jing An didn't bother. Aisha and the old popsicle on the side were just silent. They stood at the bottom of the steps, just like listeners under the three stands, just listening quietly and did not make any comments.

Click.

The door lock was twisted, and the chain as thick as an arm was also removed. After the wooden door made a creak, it was pushed aside. I saw Jasmine standing on the side of the steps and said to Jing'an and his group with a light smile.

"Welcome, the warm house of vanilla and jasmine."