7. Big trouble

The head of the medical department was a tall and handsome man with glasses, his name was Jamie, he was wearing a loose white coat, his skin was very pale, and the thickness of the lenses was comparable to the bottom of a beer bottle, and Jian Ling could barely see his eyes.

He looked at Jian Ling's transfer certificate for a long time, but he didn't speak, looking distressed.

Jian Ling reluctantly stretched out a hand and helped him turn the certificate of transfer in a different direction: "Teacher, you took it the other way around." ”

"Oh, sorry, my eyesight is getting worse again, and I need to get new glasses."

He pasted his whole face on the certificate of transfer of departments, and saw the final seal of the student office and the signature of the vice dean all the way, so he sat up straight, held his glasses, and showed a warm smile: "Well, there is no problem with the certificate, welcome new students to the medical department." Timetables and materials will then be sent to your communicator, so please be sure to keep the communication flowing. ”

There is no course schedule in the Department of Medicine today, and after Jian Ling finished registering, he left the Elite Academy, and just got into the hovercar, and the communicator prompted that there was new information.

When she opened it, it turned out to be a message from the police station, reminding her that today was the first day of volunteering, and that she must go to Pengke Town in time to help the herders in the southwest of the town harvest pasture, otherwise the police department will revoke her driver's license.

Volunteering?

She searched her brain carefully, and soon remembered that she was stopped by the electronic traffic police yesterday.

It's over, it's almost noon, and if she doesn't get the task done before midnight, she'll lose her driver's license

She hurriedly put away the communicator, quickly turned on the electronic navigator, typed in Pengke Town, increased the speed to the fastest, pressed the confirmation button, and the hovering car rushed out like an arrow off the string.

This time, in order to avoid the traffic police, she deliberately chose to compare the outer ring highway line, bypassing all the traffic lights in the city.

Fifteen minutes later, she finally arrived at Pencoe, parked her car in the town's parking lot, and walked to the large ranch to the southwest.

In the endless green meadow, there were already more than a dozen people bending down to harvest pasture, and she was the last to arrive, and was assigned to the outermost edge.

Obviously we have entered the high-tech age, and machines that can harvest grass are everywhere, but the owner of this ranch is a fanatical retro activist, refusing all machines to harvest, and must use primitive manpower.

Jian Ling rolled up his sleeves, squatted in the deep grass, and swung his scimitar desperately to harvest.

Just as she finished cutting a basket, a bloody breath suddenly hit from behind, and she threw the scimitar in her hand behind her without thinking. When she turned around, she saw only a gloomy wood, and when she inhaled hard, the bloody aura had faded a lot, and she thought that the dangerous guy had gone away.

Jian Ling looked at his empty hands, without the scimitar, what should he do next?

After thinking for a moment, she propped her hands on the ranch fence and turned over with a slight force on her feet.

Once on the ground, she quickly saw the cutlass lying in a bush of grass, only a few steps away. She had barely taken two steps when a vine suddenly reached out and hooked her to the ground, then quickly wrapped around her calves and dragged her hard into the forest.

Jian Ling hurriedly grabbed the scimitar, hooked the tree trunk next to him with one hand, and cut off the vines with the scimitar with the other.

She got up from the ground, but found that she could no longer see the way she had come, and was surrounded by strange plants of various colors, and occasionally heard some strange small noises, like some reptile sliding rapidly in the grass, which was terrifying to hear.

Her instincts told her that this place was very dangerous

She clenched her scimitar and hesitated in which direction to go, when a gunshot rang out in the distance, and several birds caught her eye.

At this moment, a huge black shadow suddenly rushed out from the bushes next to him, and with a fierce momentum, he slammed Jian Ling to the ground

When she came back to her senses, she had been firmly pressed under the giant claws of a black beast, and the sharp claws cut through her clothes, piercing her skin, and bleeding dazzling blood, which stimulated the black beast's senses and made it roar excitedly.

This big black guy looks very strange, with a pair of huge horns on his head, but he has the face of a black bear, and two long tiger teeth peeking out of his mouth, and the sharp tips of the teeth are chilling.

Jian Ling had read from some books before that the environment of this era was completely destroyed, and many creatures had to change their genetic structure in order to adapt to the environment, and this behemoth should be a kind of mutated beast.

What to do? She was in a deserted jungle, isolated, and she couldn't solve it alone

Her arm was held firmly and she couldn't move

Do you really want to die here?

No, she finally lived again, and she definitely couldn't live this hard-won life

Using her still movable wrist, she threw the scimitar to her feet, and watched the black beast slowly walk towards her, opening its terrifying jaw, she caught the scimitar between her feet, and a carp struck it, stabbing the knife into the beast's abdomen, causing it to roar in pain.

At the moment when the beast was distracted, a dexterous figure suddenly rushed out, like a powerful Halley's Comet, and slammed straight into the black beast, and the powerful impact knocked it to the ground.

Jian Ling took the opportunity to get up from the ground, quickly hid in the bushes of the narrator, and saw clearly that the person who came was a young and handsome silver-haired young man from an excellent viewing angle.

He was dressed in a dusty hunter's suit, a huge red scarf around his neck, covering his shoulders and chin, his pale skin stained with a few bits of blood, and his delicate features looked less like an ordinary human than a flawless work of art.

In the face of the ferocious mutated beast, he seemed very calm, his dark pupils were like a pool of stagnant water, and even at the moment when he drew his gun and shot, he still looked expressionless.

The boy used an ordinary civilian firearm, and the penetration of the bullet was very average, and for a mutated beast with rough skin and thick flesh, such a little damage seemed a bit unsightly.

But to his surprise, as soon as the beast staggered to its feet, the boy drew his gun and shot it in both eyes.

Accurate marksmanship, no missing shots.

The beast roared in pain, and the land shook as if it were about to be torn apart by it.

The boy put the pistol into the waistband of his trousers, and the slender **** jumped lightly and jumped on the head of the black monster. He grabbed a bull horn with one hand, and with a little strength, he pulled off the two horns and the belt meat with an expressionless face, and blood spurted out, making Jian Ling almost stunned.

Extremely brutal hunting, flesh and blood blurred.

At the same time, the beast's screams caused the other beasts in the jungle to roar from all directions.

This is a big problem