Call...... Suck......

Call...... Suck......

In a trance, a deep chill flowed down the nasal cavity and trachea into the lungs, bringing an indescribable comfort.

Consciousness begins to awaken and the body regains consciousness.

eyelids, fluttering; Fingers, shaking.

His breathing began to get heavier, and his brow furrowed suddenly.

His eyes opened, blinked a few times, and then closed.

(uh...... Such a dazzling light, could it be in heaven? ）

A few images flashed through my mind: the operating table, the shadowless lamp, the tentacle-like robotic arm of an octopus, the unknown instruments and equipment, and the faces with different expressions behind the observation window......

Failed surgery? And then came to heaven?

When I opened my eyes again, the light no longer felt so harsh.

What catches your eye is white snow, spotless snow, and beautiful snow.

Whew!

Suddenly hearing this strange sound, Weiss's heart suddenly stirred. He quickly sensed his limbs, and there was indeed a feeling of pain and numbness, and his right cheek, which was pressed against the snow, was also a little stiff from the cold.

It is said that there will be no pain in heaven. So, this is not paradise!

Whew!

The strange noise came again, and Weiss could hear it clearly, it was from some kind of animal.

Some kind of large animal......

The cold wind blew a strong, indescribable fishy smell.

A thought popped into Weiss's head: Bear!

Everyone on earth knows that when you encounter a bear, you have to run, you have to play dead if you can't run away, and if you're lucky, you can pick up a life (but it's said that this view is misinformation?). ）

But maybe the whirring guy was just a harmless horse?

Weiss did not look up rashly, but lay motionless, using his senses of hearing, smell and touch to perceive his surroundings.

Cold, cold wind ruffled his hair and ruffled his hat.

A gust of wind that lasts for 2-5 seconds.

Under the cover of the wind, Weiss turned his head little by little, accumulating little by little, slowly and cautiously raising his head, and then turning his head......

Meow a cat, it's a bear! Sure enough, it's a bear! A super large, super white, super powerful bear!

The adult polar bears in the zoo may not be the size of two or three combined.

(Uh, where did this come from?) Or rather, where have you been trapped? ）

According to the normal logical analysis, should the death of the deity trigger the crossing plot?

However, no matter which era or country this has crossed into, can you find such a big bear to abuse you? Non-RMB players who have just arrived in the novice village will not be abused like this!

Weiss squinted at the huge white bear, and said in his heart: Hey, man, since you only eat live animals, then go and catch live rabbits and live seals, why are you squatting here? Counting on dead things to suddenly come to life? What kind of logic is this?

Of course, the white bear would not answer these stupid questions of his. Sometimes it sits, sometimes it lies on its stomach, it looks a little impatient, but it just refuses to leave.

Although his eyes could not hurt the white bear in the slightest, Weiss still stared at it for a long time, weighing the situation as he looked. Looking at it, a red box suddenly popped out of my sight, and there was a silhouette of a white bear in the box, as well as a group of words and data:

Biofunction 6.0/6.0

Mental vitality 3.9/4.0

Combat potential 10.5-46.0

Equivalent protection 22.8-24.0

Action speed 9.9-25.0

(Hey, the "Identification Friend or Foe" still works?) What's going on? ）

This so-called "identification of friend or foe" is a secret experimental project of a certain cutting-edge laboratory in China. The reason why Weiss has something to do with it is both a coincidence and a helpless move: after graduating from university, he was hired by the largest military museum in China, and although the work of a researcher is professional and decent, the monthly income is 3k+ of drought and flood protection, and the housing price is out of reach. A few days ago, his sister suddenly suffered from liver disease and went to the intensive care ward, and in a few days, he used the savings he had saved for two years of work. Both parents are farmers, and their life savings are spent on the study of the brothers and sisters, and they can't come up with any money when they dig out their family funds. In order to raise medical expenses for his sister, Weiss had to borrow money everywhere, and although many colleagues and classmates donated generously, the money raised was still far from the medical bills. At this time, he learned from the university's upper bunk brothers that a human potential development project was recruiting volunteers at a high price: as long as he passed the test and physical examination, he could compensate 150W at one time and provide personal accident insurance of up to 10 million.

For the sake of his sister's health, Weiss almost did not hesitate to sign up, and after a series of tests and medical examinations, he was given the opportunity to join the program. Before signing the contract, Weiss was told that the trial had a very high risk, which could lead to cerebral palsy, brain death and other serious consequences, but after weighing it again, he still signed his name on the agreement, and then one operation after another. From the researchers, Weiss learned that the project was a surgical way to stimulate the potential of the human brain, using brainwave detection to achieve friend or foe identification and combat reconnaissance. As the experiment progressed, Weiss began to see images of the "Identification of Friend or Foe" mapping to the visual center of the brain, but the images were so unstable and often garbled that the researchers had to perform more surgeries on Weiss, causing his physical condition to suddenly become abnormal......

Is this your own world of consciousness, or is it a special real environment? Weiss doesn't know. He looked around, and soon saw a gun, a silver spear in the style of a flintlock pistol and a breech-loading gun.

The gun, right between him and the big white bear.

Weiss squinted at the gun, and after a moment, a white box popped out of his vision, which contained a map of the outline of the object and the corresponding calculations:

Biological function 0/0

Mental vitality 0/0

Combat potential 9.9-203

Equivalent protection 20.3-92

Action speed 0-0

According to the evaluation rules of the laboratory, a gun with a maximum kill of 203 is enough to kill a white bear with a maximum defense of 24 in an instant, but the question is whether you can get the gun before that guy pounces? Also, is there any bullet in the gun?

If the answer to these two questions is yes, you still have a chance to fight for a life, if the answer is no, you may become the food in the belly of the big white bear.

The cold wind was blowing, and Weiss slowly turned his head at 1/32 of his normal rate, observing his surroundings in a very awkward position. On the right, a large white bear with considerable combat strength, behind it is a steep and rocky slope, and in the other three directions is an open snowfield, and about five kilometers away there is a forest with many large trees wrapped in silver.

If you run desperately into the forest, will you be able to beat the great white bear in speed and endurance? Even if you run into the forest and climb the tree, do you still have to be patient with this guy?

After thinking about it, Weiss's eyes still fell on the seemingly gorgeous silver spear.

(Let's give it a go!) Maybe that's how this bloody plot is set! ）

Having made up his mind, Weiss began to move his hands and feet quietly, and the big white bear seemed to sense something, first probing its neck to look this way, then its eyes showed a fierce light, and then it stood up with its hind limbs as support.

Seeing that this guy was five or six meters tall when he stood on his hind legs, Weiss couldn't help but be shocked, but at this point, he had no choice but to gamble.

Meow a, it!

Weiss gritted his teeth, scrambled to his feet, and ran towards the silver spear. Maybe it was because his limbs were not warmed up sufficiently, and the force was too urgent, just after running a few steps, he stumbled under his feet and almost fell. Fortunately, he didn't completely lose his balance, he slowed down, adjusted his posture, and took advantage of the situation to look at the big white bear opposite......

Ooh! When the guy saw the prey resurrect on the spot, he instantly threw his previous laziness out of the clouds. Without any superfluous movements, he landed on all fours and rushed at an astonishing pace. Speed...... Much faster than Weiss expected!

Fight!

Weiss crossed his mind and ran forward desperately. Although the snow limited his sprint, at the last minute, he made a sideways slide with a scalyptic soccer league-level tackle to get the gun before the big white bear arrived!

It was a breech-loading vertical double-barreled shotgun with two barrels arranged longitudinally. According to common sense, after the first shotgun is fired, the trigger will automatically turn to the state of waiting for the second shot. This two-shot burst provides double insurance for killing prey.

Weiss quickly observed and fumbled for the construction of the gun. There is a bump on the armature of the receiver that looks like it should be a safety button, and in general, the back is the safety state, and the front is the open safety, but it is also possible to do the opposite?

After a two- or three-metre sliding tackle, Weiss finally stopped moving. At this time, the big white bear had already rushed forward from forty or fifty meters away. I saw that it opened its terrifying bloody mouth, and those sharp fangs seemed to be able to tear open all the muscles of the prey in an instant, cut off the blood vessels of the prey, and even bite the bones of the prey!

Weiss didn't have time to aim at all, so he put the butt of the gun against his right chest, flicked the muzzle, and pulled the trigger. Hearing the first gunshot, the whole person suddenly had a relaxed feeling of soul ascending to heaven, the finger released the trigger, pulled it again, and heard the second gunshot, this time, a fishy hot liquid rushed to the face, and then the eyes went black......

By the time you think about it, it feels like centuries have passed. The big white bear's mountain-heavy body weighed him down and he was almost out of breath. Weiss held the gun tightly in one hand and dragged himself out with the other, and got out from under the big white bear with great difficulty.

Up close, this guy is almost the size of an adult elephant! Its physical features are only sixty or seventy percent similar to those of the polar bears in the zoo: its head occupies a large proportion of its body, which makes it more coordinated and fierce, its fangs are long and sharp, its feet are extremely tendoned, and its tail has a pigtail that drags behind its buttocks......

Seeing that the strange big white bear was still snorting and panting, Weiss fumbled to open the bolt, withdrew the cartridge case, and felt two bullets from his belt. Forcing himself to compose, he loaded his bullets and re-picked up the gun, aiming it at the large, ugly head.

Probably realizing that his death was approaching, the big white bear opened his eyes with difficulty, and there was no killing intent in his blood-red eyes, but he did not have the slightest fear of death, but looked at this "prey" who had successfully reversed the role with surprised and unwilling eyes.

It opened its mouth, and all it did was let out a low whimper.

Weiss narrowed his eyes, and the box of "Identification of Friend or Foe" quickly popped up, and the corresponding value of the white bear changed significantly:

Biofunction 0.6/6.0

Mental vitality 0.9/4.0

Combat potential 0.2-0.5

Equivalent protection 8.2-10.6

Action speed 0.1-0.2

As time went on, this guy's health continued to decline.

Weiss suddenly felt pity for the beast who had wanted to kill him half a minute earlier. He let go of the finger on the trigger, took the gun back a dozen steps, stared at it quietly for a while, then held the gun in his left hand, freed his right hand, and searched his pockets one by one.

There was food wrapped in tin foil in his pocket, a folding metal knife, a box-like compass, and a golden lighter, but he just couldn't find the thing that soothed his spirit the most at the moment, cigarettes.

Standing there for a few minutes, seeing that the Great White Bear's health had dropped to double digits, Weiss began to look around with a normal perspective. It seemed like a deserted place, with no roads, no houses, nothing to do with people except themselves.

With towering mountains on one side and flat and open snowfields on three sides, where do you go?

Thinking of this, Weiss unloaded his backpack, held a gun in his left hand, knelt on his right knee, and quickly rummaged through his belongings: small stoves, flat cans, bagged rations, metal flasks, gauze bags, flashlights, ammunition, candles, binoculars, and ...... Map!

Open the map, the words on it are obviously strange, but Weiss can read them without much effort.

Referring to the route marked by the arrows, as well as the reference objects such as mountains, snowfields, and forests, Weiss easily found his current location on the map, a place marked as "Lost in Snow".

Left in the snow?

It's an artistic place name.

Seeing the handwriting on the back of the map, Weiss flipped it over. There are more than a dozen lines of writing, written about the dragon flying and phoenix dancing, vigorous and powerful, at a glance, it is practiced, and each line of handwriting corresponds to one thing: drinking 12 large glasses of Allen wine in a row, climbing the Noble Rock with bare hands, sleeping overnight at the Kroni Pass, walking through the Lost Forest, sleeping in the Monamolin Mountains, finding and hunting a snow head in the Fallen Snow......

Every line before "find and hunt a snow wolf" has been crossed out with a horizontal line, so it seems that the big white bear in front of you is probably the so-called snow wolf.

After completing this scheduled mission, there are several more missions such as "Overnight in Devil's Canyon", "Walk through the Swamp of Death", "Enter Selby Cave Exploration", etc. Literally, it's like an adventure to prove yourself, or a spiritual journey to sharpen yourself.

Now, is it necessary for me to continue this arduous journey?

Weiss looked up at the big white bear, which seemed to have stopped breathing, its eyes and mouth closed, its posture stiff, and the large patch of snow beneath it was stained dark red.

With a long breath, he quickly packed his backpack, picked up his gun, and turned around and walked down the steep hill......

Go back the way you came, back to the city of Somsonas, which was marked as the starting point, and rediscover and plan your life.

Weiss calculated.