Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 9 Ten Seconds
Another two options.

Jing'an felt that she had probably understood the logic of system planning.

The system that gives advice functions like a large simulator.It will combine the existing environment and conditions, analyze the current situation, and finally give the best solution.

But only now.

The longer the delay, the greater the error of the forecast result.

As in the current situation, it is clear that the sand monkey infestation did not appear in the system's prediction.And without these assists, Jing'an would not have conceived the idea of ​​a sneak attack.

Suggestions for reference only.

Not suitable for too long-term planning.

And... Probability is really an elusive metaphysics.

These thoughts were circling in Jing'an's mind, and then she remembered something, and the expression on her face even became astonished—if this inference is true, then isn't Nuoer's situation worse? !
[Hint: The proposals given by the system are speculations based on the current situation, and the host needs to refer to changes in the environment to make corresponding judgments.Like Nuoer, in an urban area with abundant funds, the forecast results usually do not deviate too much]

Just like a sandbox game, the more complex the environment, the more variables there are.

Before Jing An could continue to think about it, the seemingly tired red python in the distance suddenly exploded!

The bright red body sprang out at high speed like a compressed spring, and the fuzzy bright scales pulled out a bright red arc in the air.Jing'an only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and a violent roar came from her ears.

That was the loud noise caused by the house being crushed and collapsed.

The sound is very close, even next to it.

Jing'an's expression froze for an instant, and even her heartbeat stopped for a moment as if a beat had been missed.The old Popsicle, who was not low in IQ, even shivered and shrank in the corner, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"hiss!!!"

The chirping sound was full of anger and roaring, like a gust of wind blowing through a strangely shaped grotto, this strange sound made Jing An's goosebumps unconsciously fall to the ground.

too close.

The distance between the two parties is only tens of meters at most.

As soon as this thought floated in his mind, the second thought had already surged up, and he couldn't wait to cover it.

The blow just now was still discovered.

The seemingly meek actions are just carefully calculating the opponent's location, and after determining the location, they will even carry out simple camouflage to conceal their true purpose.

Cold sweat broke out from Jing An's forehead and slid across her cheeks.

There is no doubt that if the movement of shifting the position had not been carried out just now, one person and one dog would have faced the hateful blow of the raging red flame red python...

There is no doubt that he will die.

Under the violent beating that seemed to be venting, the sand and dust flew up, the clods of soil were broken, and there seemed to be earth-shaking movements coming from beside him.Not only did the movement of the red python not weaken at this time, it even showed a tendency to intensify.

Under the premise of a 12% chance of being exposed, Jing'an was still able to win the top spot.Have to say, this is also a sense of 'lucky'.

Jing'an only felt that his cheeks had started to harden, he suppressed the frantic fear that was surging deep in his heart, and was about to ask a question.

"Department, system..."

【warn!Calculated based on the existing situation, please host to make a decision immediately]

[Plan 1, take the opportunity to use a gun to break off one of the old Popsicle's hind legs, and then immediately retreat from the east.The mobility of a hound injured on one leg is greatly reduced, and it will become the first target of the red python, and the survival rate of the host is 91%]

[Scheme 2, the host and the old Popsicle drilled into the small room of the ruins together, relying on the structure of the building to create the illusion of a short-lived burial.In order to avoid the anger of the red python, the survival rate of the host and the old Popsicle is 85%]

[Scheme 3, get ready, sort out all the weapons and props, and act first before the red python finds the host. The chance of attacking first will increase, and the survival rate of the host will be 31%]

Several cold proposals intersected together, drawing three completely different paths for Jing An, leading to directions that no longer intersect with each other.

It is to give up your partners to ensure the maximum possibility of saving your life.

Or do you resign yourself to fate and hand over your life and death to the other party?
Or... make a bold effort to fight your way out of desperation.

Strictly speaking, the first two options are obviously more in line with the current situation.Why does a scavenger who has just reached the threshold of evolution think that he can hunt and kill a giant beast of the lord level?
Judging the situation, making use of strengths and avoiding weaknesses, is the only way to save one's life.

Jing'an's heartbeat gradually slowed down, and her eyes gradually became deep and obscure.

It's just... is it really the right solution to just give in like this?He subconsciously clenched the handle of the assembled gun that was kicked on his waist, with a ferocious look on his face.

With a 12% chance, he can make it up, so why is there no possibility of failure with a 91% success rate?
In every critical moment, Jing An feels like a gambler with red eyes, and the only bargaining chip is her own life from beginning to end.

There is no such thing as a compromise.

As the movement around her intensified, Jing'an made a decision almost instantly.He made a simple gesture towards the old popsicle - get ready, let's run.

Jing An lowered her eyes, grabbed the cloth bag beside her, and murmured in a low voice.

"I choose...Option 3."

In just two days of hunting, Jing'an has already experienced what is called a 'wire dance' between life and death.The path of evolution is like sailing against the current, if you do not advance, you will retreat.

If he can't overcome even this current difficulty, how can he continue on in the future?

A chance of 31, if you use it to gamble your life... is enough.

Thinking of this, Jing An only felt a sudden rattle in the depths of her mind.

【Ding!Detected changes in the host's mood, catalyzed the mortal pathway, and found that the discovery rate reached 99%]

[The system is expected to undergo an evolution, combined with the ability of the mutation path, to open the rehearsal plan for specific situations, and to open the information collection ability in the usual period]

[Reminder: The real ability of the mortal path has been activated: after being consciously activated, the host can perform a supernormal performance for a total of about ten seconds-this is the body function, thinking speed, and even the sense of touch and intuition can be strengthened superman time]

The world seems to be stagnant at this moment, and the sense of touch and movement have become dull, but the thoughts can still rotate rapidly for a moment.

Can the system... also evolve?

In this calm state of mind, the boosting effect brought by the mortal path can be described as supernormal. Hundreds of execution plans came to mind in an instant after being sorted out by the system. The most suitable plan was deduced within the time.

Jing'an's expression was still somewhat surprised, but her body had already started to move before she could think.

The right hand slid down like a swimming snake, and Dang even tightly grasped the only two round spare items left in the package.

Shedding the shell with one hand, the action of loading the gun is skillful and fast. With the fingers flying, the light brown assembly gun opens and closes like a butterfly.

two seconds.

Seeing Jing An's figure flashed, the whole person rushed out from the ruins.He was close to the side wall, his body was as nimble as a feline, and he turned to the second floor in the blink of an eye.

Afterwards, he raised his hand, casually moved towards the red python tens of meters away, and lightly pressed the trigger.

Snapped.

An abnormal sound interrupted the tyrant's rampage. Compared with the red python, Jing'an's thin body showed a strong sense of presence no less than the former.

The moment the iron projectile touched the snake scales, it slid away, and the sparks choked out disappeared after splashing a few arcs.

This act was more like a provocation than an attack.

That's exactly what happened.

The nerves tortured by severe pain and infection were already overwhelmed. The red python locked onto the thin figure in front of him in an instant - in the remaining single eye, Jing'an's outline was as eye-catching as the rising sun, so obvious. And with an unabashed attitude, there is almost no possibility of disguise.

But before the red python could make a move, Jing'an had already rushed towards it.

Four seconds.

Under the strengthening time of the mortal path, Jing'an's speed has already broken through the limit of human beings, and he has already run tens of meters away in just a gap of breathing.

It's just...the distance is not close enough, and at the same time, the red python's counterattack cannot be ignored.

The sharp fangs are exposed, and the slightly opened snake kiss is accompanied by the red python's forward movement, which is as hollow and deep as an abyss - forming the posture of killing the leader of the sand monkey with one blow, which means that the red python is about to make a move.

But Jing'an didn't change his face, he threw out the two round objects that had been stored for a long time from his waist.

Iron wires surround it, and the two projectiles are bound together by foreign objects, just like the situation in the rehearsal, after drawing a parabola in the air.

It is penetrated by the projectiles that arrive first.

Under the intense friction, the built-in filler instantly expanded, and just in front of the red python's only remaining eye, it turned into two blazing white light balls, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

The overwhelming light and roar came, accompanied by a howling that seemed to be screaming.

Homemade flashbang.

Without a safety pull ring, earthen products that can only be activated by impact do not have much tactical value in themselves.In fact, if it wasn't for the system's reminder, Jing An wouldn't always have this thing in her backpack.

But in terms of results, the effect can be described as outstanding.

Taking advantage of the interval when the red python was dizzy due to dizziness, Jing'an didn't hesitate at all, and jumped towards the red python's snake body with a short body!
Starting with the cold touch, the snake scales on one side of the spine are just as described by the system, with a large gap between each other, and the shape is slightly turned outward, which can be used as a temporary foothold or a power point.

The swaying torso is like a cruise ship on the sea at this time, the floating pedals rise and fall one after another, but Jing An steps on them one by one, and just like that, they climbed up to the vicinity of the red python's head one after another.

eight seconds.

Clutching a whole snake scale behind her back with one hand, Jing An took out the assembled firearm at her waist, and calmly raised it in front of her body—the single eye, which was closed tightly due to the strong light, was covered with a lavender film.

This is a simpler structure than human eyelids, and compared with scales and muscles, the resistance is obviously not too exaggerated.

There is only a distance of three body positions, even if it is a blind person, there is no possibility of missing it.

Jing An mercilessly pulled the trigger.

Tieqi carried out the hunter's order meticulously and emptied all the magazines in an instant.

Clap clap clap clap! ! !
Under the continuous gunshots, the firing pin hit the primer and the lights burst out alternately. Accompanied by the splash of blood and screams, Jing'an's face remained calm—there were still two seconds left.

(End of this chapter)