Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 128 Mutation
The old popsicle turned around in a circle in the alley, and finally got into a small bungalow.

The recent stench was also several miles away, and there was no other movement nearby at all. Under such prerequisites, it was naturally the best place to stay.

The door was locked, the curtains were lowered, and some oil lamps that could be lit as a light source were found.After briefly dealing with it, the group gathered again in the living room.

With Jasmine's help, Jing'an half-leaned on the bench. After adjusting to a slightly more comfortable sitting position, he tried to raise his arm and touch the wound on his forehead.

The left hand has completely lost consciousness.

The right hand that could still move was trembling slightly at this moment, and it was half-raised in front of Jing'an.

"Sir! Please don't move!"

Before her fingers touched the wound, Aisha's voice came in from the side.A pair of fiery hands pulled his arm off vigorously, with an indescribable firmness.

"Your wound is serious, so don't touch it with your bare hands! I still have some disinfectant here, please be patient."

Then, a cold touch came from his forehead.

The sense of touch for no reason made Jing An shiver involuntarily.Before he could say anything, a sudden and distinct pain came from his forehead.

Like exploding fireworks, the colorful touches mixed together at this moment, rampaging in Jing An's mind, mixing his thoughts into a mess.

"...!"

Clenching his teeth subconsciously, he swallowed the pain that rushed to his mouth back into his stomach.Jing'an's fists were clenched in an instant, blue veins were floating up, and an expression full of torture and pain appeared on his face.

To be honest, this feeling is very strange.

Just applying the wound medicine, no matter how exaggerated the pain is, shouldn't produce such an exaggerated reaction.

There is no doubt that my situation is abnormal.

While Jing An was thinking like this, the action of applying the medicine stopped at this moment.

"Sir, if it hurts, you can say it, and I can slow down..."

"No, continue."

Jing'an's throat rolled up and down, and dripped down with sweat, which mixed with the low voice, carrying a strong sense of unresolved pain.

"We don't have much time. We have to deal with these things as soon as possible, otherwise...it's very likely that we won't be able to get out."

Staying in the mezzanine space for too long, no matter what the purpose is, will only tend to one result in the end.

Assimilated by space, and then become its slave.

It's not that Jing'an doesn't want to spend more time resting and adjusting.In fact, there is no extra time at all.

Even if she didn't know much about this space, but just had an intuitive premonition, Jing An felt that she couldn't wait until the next day - if she waited here until dawn, something creepy would happen.

"Hurry up and go on."

Under the urging, the cool potion fell on the forehead again, which aroused Jing An's goosebumps.The rapid pain surged up like a tide, engulfing his remaining consciousness in an instant.

"throat……"

Nearly unconscious and struggling, Jing An seemed to feel some subtle changes in her body.

The tight invisible steel wire broke at this moment.

"Huh?! What is this!"

Jasmine's exclamation came from Jing'an's ear, accompanied by the falling of the bottle and jars, and a burst of panic-like movements.

what happened?
Jing'an's lips were murmured, and she was about to ask, but she heard Aisha's voice again.

"Sir, the wound on your head... suddenly sprouted new pink flesh."

A somewhat puzzling statement.

A little sluggish reaction caused Jing An's thinking ability to plummet at this time.He thought for a full two seconds before he roughly understood the current situation - the source was the wound on his forehead.

Tentatively raising her right hand, Jing An touched it lightly, Dang even understood the horror of her wound.

Cracked from the corner of the left eyebrow, across the entire forehead, to the long strip wound next to the right temple.

Roughly estimated, they can all have the thickness and thickness of a baby's mouth, coupled with the rolled flesh and exposed inner bones, it does have an extraordinary impact in terms of vision alone.

But at this time, a delicate thin film covered the wound.It was soft, and even had a strange touch with a hint of residual warmth. If Aisha hadn't reminded her, Jing An wouldn't even know what was growing on her head.

The maddening pain dissipated at some point, Jing An groped for her wound without saying a word, then half turned her head, and asked softly to the side.

"...Aisha, can you describe in detail what happened just now?"

"Okay sir, I just wanted to help you continue to apply the medicine, but I saw pink flesh and blood suddenly protruding from the wound, like weeds growing wildly, but the gap was filled in a short while .”

Extraordinary resilience.

Just at first glance, it looks like the visual effect of using a super self-healing ability.

But Jing'an understood that he had not used the reverse energy of the Giant's Heart just now - or in other words, the reverse operation had not been used just now.

What the hell is going wrong.

Before Jing An could figure it out, he suddenly felt an inexplicable tactile sensation from his right hand.The pain that paralyzed the entire arm receded in an instant, replaced by another unspeakable soreness.

It was as if something nameless was tearing his muscles and blood vessels, trying to break out further.The unspeakable pain caused Jing An to frown.

"Uh……"

After Jing'an let out a dull hum, Aisha and Jasmine on the side also exclaimed in surprise.

"Sir, your hand!"

Even though her eyes couldn't see, Jing An still clearly felt the changes in her right arm.

I saw a pustule rapidly expanding on the shoulder, congested with blood, it stretched the sleeves and robe until it hung on Jing'an's shoulder, turning into a huge monster like a deformed sarcoma.

The whole body was as red as blood, surrounded by a cloudy and thick liquid.The strange structure, like an alien shape, shrinks together with Jing An's breath, revealing a vague and evil sense of life.

This is not something that originated from himself—Jing An can clearly feel that his own flesh and blood is being absorbed by this indescribable sarcoma.

what is the problem?

For this foreign body without source, Jing An did not act rashly.He felt that it was necessary for him to deal with this weird thing after finding out the details.

The scene fell into a subtle silence, but it didn't last long.

But after a few seconds, it was Aisha who broke the balance first.

"Sir, are you all right?"

As soon as the words fell, Jing An's eyes closed tightly, and her serious expression suddenly began to change.

"Everyone, bow your head!"

(End of this chapter)