The Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Under the impact of the huge energy, the instinctive impulse that agitated, set off a raging impact again at this moment, and even had a violent conflict with this fresh rational thinking.

"No, I... shouldn't do this now."

While struggling, Jing'an's rationality kept thinking at this moment, he was like an ascetic monk walking forward with a heavy load, enduring the torture between flesh and skin, but insisting on the last trace of self-cognition.

But after a while, reason regained the upper hand. But before Jing'an could continue to make some appropriate responses, an abnormal situation without any reason had quietly arrived.

He only felt a pain in his head, and the sharp touch that seemed like a fine needle pierced into the brain was spread all over his body in an instant, causing Jing'an to shiver involuntarily.

Almost just at this moment, this unexpected sense of threat has caused him to fall back into a state of almost violent walking.

The muscles are tight and the eyes are bloodshot.

Like a wild beast, Jing'an fell to the ground when he instinctively regained power. He is like a beast that blames others and eats away, exuding an extremely dangerous aura at this moment.

The detection range expanded in an instant, with an aura that climbed to the apex again. Under the traction of the giant's heart, the regular breathing even lifted up the fragments on the surrounding ruins, and exploded towards the surroundings at the same time.

However, under such a severe stress response, as a probing position, it did not return any abnormal information.

Except for the three weak individuals who sent weak signals a little far away, he could no longer find any signs of life. Through the memory left by the body, he knew all kinds of information about these three life bodies.

But for him, these are just communication objects for ‘people’.

As far as the new consciousness derived from the consciousness of the polluter is concerned, it has absolutely no special meaning...bait.

As his thoughts fluttered, Jing An chose to re-detect the surrounding situation. But in the information that comes back, there is unchanging peace.

what's going on?

Could it be... an illusion?

This thought just came to his mind, and a quiet voice sounded in his head.

"The usage of ability is really good, I learned it."

"Also, did you have fun?"

"Then the body... it's time to return it to me."

Jing'an's body suddenly became stiff at this moment, and the consciousness that should have been swallowed reappeared at this moment, which is undoubtedly a great shock to the'newborn' who was originally from the ignorant period. .

Why are you still alive?

This thought came to mind almost instantaneously, but at this moment, he didn't ask questions-even like him, he knew what he should do in this situation.

There is only one body.

It is impossible for consciousness to have two.

So... in order to fight for the right to live, there is only one thing left for both sides.

Fighting life and death.

Without any negotiation, the two consciousnesses reached a consensus almost instantaneously. The two sides engulfed invisible forces, and they clashed fiercely in this sea of ​​consciousness.

One side is a calm blue like water.

One side is blood red like hot and fiery.

Like a raging tide, the two forces delineated their respective ranges in an instant. At this moment, in Jing'an's mind, the two consciousnesses were clearly opposed to each other.

The silent confrontation only lasted for a short while, and both sides began to rectify all their strength, urging their own consciousness, and culling towards the other side.

The brightly colored two sides ignited the battle at the moment they touched each other.

In such a fierce life-and-death confrontation, the new consciousness of the red side raised its own confusion.

"I feel very strange, you should have disappeared long ago. Because of your knowledge and abilities, I know everything. I shouldn't have this level of ability..."

"In other words, it is absolutely impossible for you to survive the failure of the confrontation."

Strictly speaking, this new born consciousness is more exaggerated like a replica of Jing'an. He knows all the information and content of the subject, and for this reason, he feels a little confused about the current situation.

There is no doubt that if that situation is replaced by him...

There is no possibility of survival at all.

The azure consciousness as deep as the sea did not reply. While he was shocked by the learning and evolutionary ability shown by this new consciousness, he had also raised twelve minutes of caution.

The verbal harassment can be ignored.

But it does not prevent the surging of thoughts-because I am different from you, I still have a system firewall.

As early as when she let go of her body's control power, Jing'an had already noticed her mistake. For the confrontation of consciousness, active retreat is tantamount to a stupid act like breaking one's arms.

There is no space for two consciousnesses to coexist in a body, in order to occupy this limited hotbed completely. Neither side can bring up the slightest retreat, because even if it only takes a half step back, there is a bottomless cliff behind it.

Just one mistake is enough to fail.

Fortunately, Jingan still has a second chance that can be saved. As the remaining firewall of the system, it has other functions while resisting external intrusions.

Just as he was about to be swallowed by the overwhelming darkness, the indifferent tone of the system sounded again.

【warn! Detecting that the host’s consciousness is about to suffer a large-scale impact, predict...the possibility of resisting is below the minimum, adjust, choose to shrink the defense line, save the host’s consciousness and wait for other opportunities to compete again]

The system is indeed still in the stage of maintenance and upgrade.

But as a branch of self-discipline, firewalls will respond to external stimuli even if they are not actively driven.

As a process of consciousness erosion, it is also judged by the system as a branch of mental attack.

Thanks to this, Jing'an's consciousness can survive the preservation of the system-in other words, this is an extraordinary method that only the system can handle. Because generally speaking, no creature will retain the capital of a comeback in this situation.

"I have to say, I was saved by you again..."

If there are no other special circumstances, Jing'an can indeed continue to hide in the space of consciousness, until a more suitable opportunity is given, and then choose to shoot, thereby increasing the chance of success in the competition.

But as a price, the three old popsicles on the side will probably lose their lives.

Jing'an knows the greedy nature of polluters, and even if they have the ability to think, they will commit themselves to acting instinctively. After eliminating all possible threats, he had no reason to reject the three fresh flesh and blood without resistance.

Can't wait any longer.

Then we can only take the second place and find other solutions.

At this moment, Jing'an finally thought of a practical and possible plan.