In the forests of the Great Basin.

The chipmunk, carrying a round bag of animal skins, stood high in the treetops and watched the wind, while calling to report the message to the tiger father.

"Squeak ~", report to the Tiger King, there is no abnormality!

Yes, the little guy has become a scout under the pressure of Tiger Dad, and his skills are getting more and more.

The big tiger lay in the bushes under the trees, looking at the melting snow under the dense green grass, his eyes slightly relaxed.

When the snow melts, it means that spring has arrived.

This is the cognition of all living beings, and the alternation of cold winter and early spring is always full of joy and anticipation.

Compared with the cold and difficult winter, Tiger Dad naturally prefers the spring when the game is rejuvenated and the prey increases.

Although after becoming a spirit animal, whether it is winter or spring, it has little impact on Tiger Dad, but the habits of life still make Tiger Dad feel happy when he sees most of the snow melting.

"Roar." A low tiger roar sounded, and Tiger Dad got up and continued to walk forward.

Tiny stuffy chipmunks leap down the treetops and glide onto the back of the big tiger.

A mouse and a tiger cooperate extremely tacitly.

The two tiger mothers and sisters walked through the forest, looking at the dense shrubs and verdant meadows, and the two big tigers were in a happy mood.

The female tiger mother looked at the melting ice and snow with some regret, her tail lit the ice and snow pile with many cracks, and listened to the sound of Kaka's cracking ice, and the two white velvet ears trembled happily.

The tiger mother flicked her tail over and told her sister not to care.

The little mother sniffed, snorted, and then resigned herself to follow her sister's pace, patrolling their new territory.

The fine sunlight falling between the lush canopy, the specks falling on the black stripes on the white tiger's back, and the soft warm light of the sunlight between the white hairs made the big white tiger look very amazing.

The tiger mother, who is still dressed in yellow and colorful, seems to be no different from an ordinary tiger except for her large body and majestic appearance, but if you get closer, you can feel the terrifying coercion from this elegant female tiger.

Lin Qian and Courage were still waves on the grassland at the edge of the forest, the clever beasts had long been hiding, and the brothers were running on the vast grassland, and from time to time the tiger roared, echoing the golden withering cry from high in the sky.

The operation of the golden withering group and the tiger brothers directly brought a powerful deterrent effect to the grassland beasts.

The tiger family spent half a month exploring this forest, and a lot of mutated plants were pulled back, and Lin Qian studied them one by one.

Although there are many varieties, most of them are the degree of mutation of wild vines, which is not very useful.

However, the rattan balls brought back by Tiger Dad are somewhat useful. Lin Qian planted the vine ball by the waterhole under the waterfall, and the vine would no longer attack the creatures that approached it at will.

After being marked by Lin Qian's spiritual sense, this vine was "subdued". Well, he was only subdued by Lin Qian's tiger, and the plant that Tiger Dad wanted was gone.

Because the evolution of this mutant vine has not reached the level of a spirit plant, let alone the slightest spiritual intelligence, this is a mutated plant with instinctive aggression.

Lin Qian's spiritual power is strong, and he can use his spiritual sense to control the vines, but he can't make a vine without "intelligence" obey instructions.

However, after this time, Lin Qian discovered a new use for spiritual sense.

Spiritual consciousness can only "probe" and "mark" on animals, but it can achieve the effect of "semi-doppelganger" when acting on plants without spiritual intelligence.

Within the perceptual range of the Spiritual Sense Marker, Lin Qian could not only use the vine like an arm, but also perceive the situation around the vine through the marker.

Moreover, even if Lin Qian did not use the vine, this vine would still carry out the consciousness thoughts left by Lin Qian, such as Lin Qian making the vine no longer actively attack living beings.

The mutant vines clinged quietly to the cliff face next to the waterfall, indistinguishable from ordinary plants.

Even if Lin Qian left and couldn't perceive the spiritual mark on the vine, the vine would still remain in this state.

Tiger Dad felt a little sorry for this, but the big tiger quickly forgot about it.

But the chipmunk is not happy, every two days to bite off the mutant vine, get a new mutant vine more than 20 meters long, and then make the newly obtained weaving material into a favorite basket.

Well, the life of a rat is so unpretentious.

Fortunately, the regeneration ability of the mutant vine is good, and it will not affect the vitality of the mutant vine once it is broken in three days.

This is also the instruction that Lin Qian gave to the chipmunks after researching, otherwise the excited little guy is afraid that he will be able to break the vine more than a dozen times a day.

The ruins of human cities. Although the growth of plants has given confidence to the surviving humans, the cold temperatures and white snow still make people uneasy.

To this day, people have seen the thick snow melt into water, which merges into streams and thin cracks in the hard ice.

The temperature of dozens of degrees below zero is slowly rising under the display of the thermometer!

All this shows that the snowstorm is coming to an end!

In the past half a month, some green has been quietly growing on the gray ruins, but the plants are very sparse, and although people are happy, they do not care, nor are they very surprised.

Because humans have long discovered plants that grow tenaciously under the snow when they were looking for food, it is not surprising that plants can break through the snow layer and reproduce and grow in the ice and snow.

Although humans are no longer able to study and probe the revival of Reiki, everyone knows about biological evolution, so it is not surprising that plants are tenacious.

After all, the surviving human physique has increased, and it is normal for the vitality of plants to increase.

But now, the sparse green of the past has suddenly flourished and flourished in the past few days, until it covers most of the ruins, and quickly expels and occupies the original gray and white.

At this moment, mankind is convinced that the cold winter has passed!

Looking at the green that represents spring, they show joy, revelry and tears, and most people don't have the extra heart to think about whether this green has other meanings at such a moment.

No one could have imagined that the green, while representing vitality, also implies death.

A subtle cracking sound of "coughing" sounded in the snow.

Ah Xu lifted his feet and looked at the snow under the footprints.

Under the wet snow, there are green plant branches and leaves, stained with moist water droplets, and the fresh green represents new life.

"Amer, there have been more and more plants in the past few days, they are all coming out of the snow, and the snow layer is melting, this terrible snow disaster is coming to an end, right?"

Ah Xu sighed, with expectation and emotion in his tone, in the cold temperature of minus 6 or 70 degrees Celsius for several months, they almost froze to death in the village......

The young man who walked in front and carried a big bag also replied faintly. "Probably......"

Amer didn't know if the cold winter was going to pass like this, but he hoped it was.

They walked for half a month before they finally walked from the Great Snow Mountain to the human city, even if the city has become a ruin, as long as there are people, it is a comfort, a place to stop.

Human beings are social creatures.

Although he looked forward to spring, Amer was more sensible, and he always felt that the disaster was not so easy to end......

Although the cold winter is harsh, it is only three months, which is not different from the normal winter of previous years.

Terrible earthquakes, surface upheavals, and biological evolution all showed that the world was different, and it was hard for him to convince himself that the cold plague would end so easily.

The young man looked at the fresh green coming out under the footprints, his eyes were slightly solemn, and the white mist exhaled was getting thinner and thinner in the sun, was the temperature rising a little too fast?

Amer straightened up, looked at the ruins of the city not far away, and thought that he would go back in a moment to inquire about the situation and see if the professors had any new research results.

The area they are in is an urban area, and there are not many survivors in the urban area, but there are quite a few, and there are even a few university professors and the like who have survived.

Don't look at the "experts" on the Internet before they were unreliable, but during this time, these people really played some roles.

Although under the influence of the aura, the material and energy of the world have undergone subtle changes, but those professors still have some skills in the face of life and death, and have provided a lot of help to the survivors to survive when materials are scarce.

There are nearly 5,000 survivors in the city, but there are not many surviving public servants, so there is no survivor base.

The official station is in the hospital, protecting the professors and medical care, and what they can do is to provide fair medical care to the survivors as much as possible and do their best to help everyone.

Others, nothing can be done.

Don't say that this is just an urban city, that is, the prefecture-level city in front of it, the former provincial economic center, and the official shelter of that city has long been unable to support it.

If it weren't for Amer, they would have encountered the city first, and they would have been able to reach the ruins of the city after walking for half a month.

Most of the survivors in the urban area are self-reliant, or they are in groups of family and friends, or they are not familiar with each other.

All in all, it's quite confusing.

But this chaos is nothing to Amer and Axu, they are supernatural beings with the power to protect themselves.

Ah Xu heard his companion's answer, but he didn't say anything more.

A young man with a narrow scar in the corner of his eye, standing on the reflective snow, squinting at the bright sun, not knowing what he was thinking.

The ruins of another human city.

A big wolf-like yellow dog was lying quietly on the snow, and its smart eyes were staring closely at the wild boar not far away.

This is its prey today.

The days of snowflakes have stopped, the snow and ice are melting, but life has to go on.

As the sun gradually set, the sky became darker and darker, and the snow was cold, and a slight evening breeze blew the faint smell of compression on the boar's body.

The big yellow dog sticks out its tongue, and a suspicious trace of clear liquid comes out of the tip of its tongue.

As the last glimmer of the sunset was retracted, the big yellow dog moved!

Although the sky was already dark, the forest was already bright in the sight of the big yellow dog, and the surging silver-green of its eyes outlined the outlines of the tall trees, and the cold and lonely snow could be seen at a glance.

Naturally, this ordinary herd of wild boars could not escape its hunting.

By the time the wild boar realizes that the crisis is coming, it is too late.

"Howl and howl!

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The frightened pig cries resounded through the dim snow, but no long-eyed creature rushed out to bite the gold.

Two howls rang out in quick succession, representing the return of the two wild boars to heaven and earth in the dim hour of approaching nightfall.

The big yellow dog killed the male boar, which was larger than himself, and then dragged the boar forward in the snow.

Long, deep drag marks formed a ditch in the melting snow, the traces of life.

"Ah Fu!" Seeing the familiar silhouette approaching, the little girl wrapped in a thick down jacket skillfully ran up and hugged the big yellow dog.

Ah Fu dropped the wild boar and lowered his head and rubbed the little master.

Touching the familiar hair, the little girl hugged the dog's leg tightly, and only by leaning on Ah Fu's side would Yaoyao feel at ease.

But Ah Fu needs to be quiet when she hunts, and she must obediently stay with the adults in the village.

But she was afraid that these familiar adults, who had been kind and loving to her, were no longer the same......

Originally, she thought that when she got to the city, she would be fine.

But those beautiful expectations are just her naïve and naïve thoughts......

The bustling streets are gone, the shops are gone, the buildings that can be lived in have collapsed, and the small county town she once longed for has become dilapidated.

Of course, this is not the worst, and the most unfortunate thing is that the people of their village were robbed and intercepted when they first arrived in this once familiar county town.

If it weren't for Ah Fu, Yaoyao would know that the day she stepped into the ruins of the county seat, she would be like many people in the village, and it would be the last day of her life.

There are only a few of these villagers left from the mountains, only about 30 people.

Rather than losing much in the midst of the dangerous migrations, their team was attacked and paid a great price when they entered the once predominantly human-safe city.

Yes, they have Ah Fu.

But Ah Fu has always guarded Yaoyao, and its first object of protection is its little master, not the villagers who have beaten and scolded it and wanted to kill it.

So when the team was attacked, Ah Fu failed to repel the enemy and protect the team as usual.

It roared anxiously, protecting its little master, and evacuated as soon as possible with the villagers beside it.

It's not that Ah Fu is not powerful, but the survivors in the county have a lot of guns and a supernatural person.

When he arrived at the county seat, Ah Fu was just a first-level spirit beast, and firearms were still harmful to it, not to mention that there was a strange person, so naturally there was no chance of winning.

Originally, Amer and the others were in the same direction as the villagers when they left the Great Snow Mountain, but as they walked, they went in different directions, which also caused them to not meet again.

Ah Mo and Ah Xu walked to the city, while the villagers found the county seat under the leadership of Ah Fu.

If they converge, perhaps, it will be another story.

(Don't ask me why I write about so many human beings...... There are so many human beings that even if it's a background, you can't help but write about it...... Only write as little as possible.

No matter how much I say, I can only say: people write books, and people read books. ）