Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

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The three cats took some time to collect a handful of crystal particles, put them in a small leather bag and tied them tightly, and then continued to explore deeper into the cave.

In this kind of light environment where the light is not too bright and the field of vision is limited, the most common way to explore is to randomly choose a direction and walk to the end, and then explore by touching the rock wall.

This type of exploration is less efficient, but also the safest.

However, the hunting cats do not need to use this method this time. There is still some smell in the air, and it is estimated that the Strange Face Clan has passed by in the past few days.

Their goal is to find the Strange Face Tribe, and there is nothing wrong with following the scent.

The leader was replaced by Pandan, who had the sharpest sense of smell and hearing. It walked forward cautiously, step by step. Now it was the turn of Pork Chop and Sandstone to complain that it was too slow.

"Hurry up meow."

"What are you dawdling about, meow?"

"It's so noisy, meow!" Xianglan turned around angrily and waved her paws a few times, "Be careful in unknown environments, meow!"

This reason is very reasonable, and there is nothing wrong with Pork Chop Sandstone, but Pandan's speed has indeed accelerated a lot. It hates being treated as a coward.

They entered a passage and came all the way to another cave.

This cave is semi-open-air, so sunlight shines in, making it very bright.

Pig Chop and the others found that in this kind of open-air cave, the crystals in the rock formations were much rarer. Maybe it was because the energy was dispersed into the air?

Pork Chop asked Xianglan not to move forward in a hurry. The three cats searched for a while in this cave with sunlight, and found every crack that could lead to the outside world.

The crack is relatively wide, and Gordon can enter it by leaning sideways like that.

So Pork Chop ran out and made a mark on the outside of the crack so that if Gordon and the others wanted to come in later, they could enter through this side.

After confirming the new entrance and exit, the three cats continued exploring by following the scent.

They entered a downward sloping passage and came to an underground cave.

Perhaps due to differences in strata or other unexplainable reasons, the underground caves are lower and the number of crystals in the rock formations has also increased sharply.

If the dim light in the first cave could only allow the Elu to see the road clearly, then here, even humans without low-light vision can move normally.

Pork Chop hesitated and decided to stop exploring.

The terrain of underground caves is often the most complex. If we continue forward, we don’t know how long we will go around, so we should go back to the camp first and come back with the hunters tomorrow.

On the return trip, they did not follow the original path, but came to the outside world through the crack that allowed them to leave the cave, and then found their way back to the temporary camp.

The mountain road outside the cave is rugged, and the journey was originally only about twenty minutes, but ended up taking almost an hour.

It's no wonder that the strange-faced people would dig holes and find that shortcut.

Just as he was thinking about the Qimian Clan, Zhupai, who returned to the camp, looked up and saw a Qimian Clan being tied up like a ball of rope, twisting and screaming in front of the hunters. The ground seemed to be yelling something.

"Meow meow meow?!" Seeing the pig chops and the others coming back, the hunters who were looking embarrassed finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hurry up, tell it we don't mean any harm!" Gale urged, "We've been arguing for a long time, and it makes us feel like we are going to kill it."

"What, what's going on? Meow?" Pig Chop was a little confused.

Why do strange-faced tribesmen keep breaking into my residence, meow?

Hayata looked at the struggling strange-faced tribe and explained with a headache: "We went out to check the water source, and when we came back, we found that this strange-faced tribe was rummaging through the supplies we left in the camp."

"Then before we said anything, it jumped up first." Gale took over the words dissatisfied: "Waking around with a stone knife.

Master Wilderness tried to communicate with it using gestures. It probably thought we were going to attack, so it wanted to crawl into the small passage.

We were afraid that it would find a bunch of companions and come back after running away, which would amplify the misunderstanding, so we had to catch it and tie it up first. "

"Uh meow meow meow."

Pig Chop scratched his beard. He probably figured out the misunderstanding.

Gale and the others described what happened from the hunter's perspective, but in the eyes of the Strange Face Tribe, things were likely to be different.

——

Many things appeared beside the newly dug secret tunnel. These are gifts from nature!

While he was happily checking, a group of strange and scary-looking creatures ran in and surrounded him.

I was very scared and waved my weapon to try to scare away the other party, but the other party came close to attack! You must run away immediately and tell your companions about the invasion of strange enemies.

Then he was caught and was going to be eaten! ! !

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Based on what it learned during its time with the Strange-Faced Clan, this is probably what this Strange-Faced Clan thinks.

After all, they don't have the concept of "property". No matter what it is, whoever finds it belongs to the same person, or they will rob it.

It's a pity that none of them can speak the language of the Strange Face Clan, and this Strange Face Clan obviously doesn't know the Old Continent either.

It is really difficult to resolve the misunderstanding between two races with different views through gestures and guesswork.

After telling everyone their thoughts, Gordon and the others didn't know what to say.

An Xil reminded aloud, "That necklace of the King of the Strange Face Tribe, show it to him quickly!"

The reason why they were waiting for the pork chop to come back was because of this.

"Yeah, meow, I almost forgot meow."

Pig Chop came to the side of the strange-faced tribe that was constantly struggling and had blood stains on its body from the rope, and took out the necklace of animal teeth.

The Qimian tribe was stunned after seeing the necklace clearly, and immediately calmed down. Not only did they stop yelling, but they also chattered a lot to Pig Chop, but it was a pity that Pig Chop couldn't understand it.

The hunters looked at each other, and Gordon pulled out his knife and squatted down next to the Strange Face Tribe.

The strange-faced tribe seemed to have lost its memory in an instant. Gordon's behavior that could easily cause misunderstandings did not irritate it. Instead, it looked at Gordon helplessly.

Its level of trust in this pedestrian suddenly increased to an incomprehensible level.

Gordon cut the rope, and the strange-faced tribe, who had regained their freedom, jumped a few times with joy, and began to chirp again.

Anhil thought for a while, then walked to the supplies, opened an ammunition box, and then took out an ammunition under the curious gaze of the Qimian clan and loaded it into the ballista.

Then he pulled the bolt mechanism again and ejected the crossbow shells.

He tried to use this to make the Strange Face Clan understand that these things were matching and brought by them.

But the Strange Face Clan obviously failed to understand his thoughts. Instead, they cheered and jumped as if they had seen some interesting performance.

"Why don't you treat it to something to eat?" Shayan suggested from the side.

Sharing food is the most direct way to express friendship between orc species.

It happened that Gordon and the others brought back a lot of freshly caught fish, so Pork Chop simply set up a barbecue grill and grilled the fish.

To the hunters, the atmosphere of this meal was somewhat strange, but the odd-faced tribe member was extremely happy with the meal, and even took out some unknown nuts to share with the hunters.

I can't even see that he was trying to live or die before.

After eating, the Qimian tribe patted their stomachs and stood up, waving their hands vigorously as if to say goodbye.

The hunters also waved to it.

"Gaba!"

The Qimian Clan jumped on the spot twice, and after a final cheer, they ducked into the small cave and disappeared.

Gordon held the fish bone in his mouth and said with some uncertainty, "Is this okay?"

"Probably. It looks quite happy."

Anxier wiped his hands with a towel and said jokingly, "Maybe we will bring a large group of strange-faced tribesmen to have a meal tomorrow."