Wasteland Survival System and Dogs

Chapter 65 Exploration and Communication

There is obviously more information that can be dug out.

And in order to be able to fully respond to Jing An's question, McCree has even made several preparations.But after all the calculations, he never thought that Jing'an was eyeing the evolutionary material of the terminal brain pathway.

McCree's somewhat gloomy expression suddenly became a little embarrassed, he blinked his eyes twice, and couldn't help asking softly.

"What do you want these things for?"

Mutants cannot have multiple evolutionary pathways, which is almost everyone's consensus.And now Jing An actually asked him for material-related things, so maybe it means...

"You want someone to mutate into the telencephalic pathway? That girl? I advise you to give up. That guy's aptitude is definitely not enough, and it's very likely that he will be swallowed by mutated cells and become a polluter."

The proposal is very pertinent, only this point, Jing An also slightly agrees.After all, the particularity of the telenbrain pathway means that this pathway is only suitable for able-bodied and energetic people.

"You don't need to know about this. I just want to know, do you have any left over here? Of course, I won't take it for nothing. You can ask for it."

Jing An paused slightly, and continued.

"You can read it as an equal deal."

Although pure violence can suppress McRae's crooked thoughts, it is only a bad idea after all.

On the premise of clarifying the strength gap between the two sides, conducting a negotiation that seems to be equal but is actually slightly skewed is the correct solution to maximize the benefits.

After all... Jing'an has absolutely no reason to kill a mutant guarding the settlement.

The so-called gain outweighs the loss is the price of acting recklessly.

"Hmph, that sounds nice."

McRae still maintains a tough attitude, but his tone has changed significantly.

"I have surplus materials here. Although the freshness cannot be guaranteed, it will basically not affect the process of absorption. A little later, probably early tomorrow morning, I will tell others to send it to you."

A matter of concern was completed, and Jing An showed a slight smile.

It is a step further away from Noel's resurrection plan.

"So... Excuse me. In exchange, I still have to confirm one thing with my husband."

McRae's eyes widened, his wolf-like eyes raised until he met Jing'an's gaze.

"Krasson Town, does it really have nothing to do with you?"

"It has nothing to do with it."

Jing An paused slightly, half recalling, half thinking and continued.

"Before I came here, I interrogated a guy who was captured alive. They are the remnants of a large organization, and they used a lot of standard weapons when they attacked the settlement. According to their dictation, if it wasn't because of limited manpower, they would have I would not choose such a place to start.”

Under the attitude of being neither humble nor overbearing, McCree had no choice but to choose to believe Jing An's statement.He heaved a long sigh with some headaches, and he seemed to think he was unlucky.

"That would be a hell of a thing. I just got the notice of the urgent assembly, so I could only take out a clone to participate instead. But as soon as the front foot went out, the back foot was attacked by thieves... How can I keep up with the boss? Hey... "

Jing'an shrugged noncommittally, but her attention stayed on the words "administered settlement".

It is different from the outlying residential areas surrounding the city-state's continuous expansion, as in the south.The unique distribution of settlements in the north was originally managed by affiliated mutants.

As long as they can drive away the mutant beasts and maintain contact with the outside world, no matter how small the settlement is, it can guarantee the most basic living conditions.

Jing'an's eyes stayed on the tall and sturdy empty shell carrion, and her thoughts flowed.

The unique feature of the terminal brain pathway is the special ability to realize remote control.

The closer it is to the main body, the less effort it takes to manipulate it, and the higher the accuracy.

Correspondingly, the farther away the control is, the more effort it takes for the main body to superimpose instructions... Just like opening multiple accounts, in the minds of the telebrain pathway mutants, time, space, and even identity will be at a certain level. becomes blurred.

If the person is not mentally strong enough, it is easy to get lost in the unique ability of the terminal brain, and finally make his consciousness disappear at a certain point, turning into an empty shell like a walking dead.

"It is indeed a good way to achieve remote shelter by hiding empty shells and rotting corpses in the settlements."

McCree squinted his eyes and rolled his eyes rudely at Jing'an.

"If all my hidden corpses were gathered around me, you would be considered a ghost if you could see me."

This is indeed the orthodox usage of the telencephalon pathway, and McCree has confidence in it and can indeed understand it.The scattered energies and avatars are reunited, with a clear division of labor and clear goals.

This is the power of the end-brain approach.

And... there is more than one type of rotting corpse.

Apparently, this deformed kid is very confident in his masterpiece.

"Then you can try it next time."

Jing'an just pursed his lips and smiled, he thought for a while before continuing.

"Second question, what did the emergency assembly say?"

McCree immediately turned his eyes sideways, glanced at Jing An beside him, and asked inexplicably.

"Partition, number?"

As a member of an organization within the Federation, everyone should hold a corresponding number.This is also one of the methods to prevent unidentified mutants from mixing into the organization.

If he can't answer, McCree will definitely not tell the whole content of the meeting.

"D-2, 192."

Under the determined tone, Jing An's expression remained calm.

"Friends from the southern division? What a hell, why didn't you say hello to me earlier! Do you know that you almost scared me to death!"

Immediately, McCree's attitude changed more obviously. He grinned and moved to Jing'an, with a look of gnashing his teeth.

"Beat my hidden corpse like this! I want to report to your leader!"

The string of exclusive code names belonging to Jiang Yue is just right for Jing'an to use right now.

Hasn't it been canceled yet...

Jing An was keenly aware of this.

"Maybe next time you can try to ask clearly before doing anything."

McCree waved his fist pantingly, trying his best to convey his anger and annoyance to Jing An.

"How can there be any reason for people from the southern division to go north? Even if you are performing a special mission, you always have a certificate that is common to the district. Show me it and you're done!"

"As you can see, I had an accident on the road, and now I have nothing on me that can identify me."

Jing An paused for a moment, then continued.

"And my task is quite special. If there is no order from the highest level of the Federation, I may not even participate in the emergency assembly."

Things are prioritized, and tasks are hierarchically ordered.

After reading Jiang Yue's memory completely, Jing'an knows all the public information of the organization, and the disguised membership of the federation is also impeccable.

(End of this chapter)