Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The king of the Qimian Tribe ordered his tribe to get some "gunpowder" produced by Rock Thief Dragon.

He took out some pork chops, fiddled with it for a while, and then struck it several times with the cat sword from a distance, "The stability is pretty good, meow."

As he spoke, he took a little more and drew sparks to light it.

"Crack!"

The dark red powder exploded into a large cloud of sparks, and the gravel mixed in it flew in all directions.

The light in Zhupa's eyes became brighter, "It's more powerful than standard lv2 gunpowder!"

"Such a small amount has such an effect, it is almost close to level 3 gunpowder. The disadvantage is that it does not burn cleanly and has too many impurities, so it cannot be used to make crossbow shells." Gale commented objectively.

Ancier frowned. Although he was a little embarrassed, he had to admit the excellence of this "natural gunpowder".

No wonder the strange-faced tribe cares so much about these "fat blue guys".

While the shooters were gathering large amounts of gunpowder, Master Yuanye's eyes kept falling on the two rock thief dragons.

The young Rock Thief Dragon also "vomited" some sparks. It seems that the young also have the ability to digest that kind of crystal.

More importantly, she noticed that since eating the crystal, the abdomen of the rock thief dragon has been bulging, like a big thief dragon that has swallowed a lot of food.

But when it spit out the ball of fire, its belly immediately returned to its original shape.

Is it for heat dissipation? Or some other reason?

Are they really strange creatures that have evolved a special digestive system in order to live in the northern part of the continent where food is scarce?

She recorded these guesses, including the appearance and state of the rock thief dragon when it breathed out fire balls, in her notebook one by one.

This information will provide first-hand information for studying this newly discovered species.

The exchange between Hunter, Ellu, and the Strange Face Clan about firearms lasted until late at night.

Ancier was amazed at the firearms technology of the Strange Face Tribes, but did not have any more thoughts.

In his view, humankind's technological route is more advanced, more precise, and more stable and controllable.

Regarding firearms, although the Qimian tribe has many brand-new ideas, their methods that have not yet formed a complete system are too crude and full of a "I am thinking" feeling.

Before you blow up the enemy, you'll probably blow up yourself first.

Gale's idea was completely opposite. She admired the strange ideas of the Strange Face Clan very much, such as the simple cannon barrel. In her opinion, it was a genius idea.

The process is simple, easy to use, and powerful, but what does it mean if it lacks precision?

Come closer! You can’t hit fifty meters from one hundred meters, you can’t hit twenty meters from fifty meters! If you pile up the numbers, what opponent can't be solved?

After the fifth phase of the group arrived, there were nearly 700 people in the entire Xingchen stronghold, each with one weapon in hand.

Ancient dragon?

Times have changed! Nirma's allows you to experience the power of "civilization"!

She even said excitedly that after returning from this trip, she proposed to the commander-in-chief to mass-produce rocket launchers.

After hearing this guy's crazy idea, Ancier and even Master Yuan's face turned dark.

This idea may sound explosive at first, but let alone practical issues such as how many people can remain calm in front of large monsters, how to train, and how many people can be deployed at one time.

If you fight an ancient dragon in this military formation-like manner, the casualty rate will definitely be frighteningly high.

I hope the Commander-in-Chief can give this guy a good scolding and stop her from thinking wildly. If that's not possible, he can give her a mask and let her become a strange-faced clan member.

Anhil and others spent a very peaceful night in the camp of the Strange Face Clan.

There was a special Qimian clan on duty at night, so the sleep was even more peaceful than in the camp.

Early the next day, Master Wilderness and Pig Pork helped the Qimian Clan catch fish, while the two shooters shot several Sour Pterodactyls that were wandering around looking for food to replenish the food reserves of the Qimian Clan.

It would always feel a little embarrassing to let the Qimian tribe, who live in this desolate mountainous area and are not rich in food, "raise" these pot-bellied men.

Gordon Hayata did not come again. According to the schedule discussed before yesterday's departure, Anshir and others will return to the camp at noon to join them.

After that, the hunters will disperse to scout the surrounding area to confirm the terrain and the distribution of monsters nearby.

Whenever conditions permit, it is their team's custom to scout the battlefield before the hunt officially begins.

Especially this time the opponent is a large flying dragon with a high level of danger, strong attack, and good at flying like the Explosive Scale Dragon.

After all, actual combat is not about "level". If you take it lightly and despise nature, even a nine-star hunter may overturn in front of the big wild boar king.

Together with Ancier and Sandstone, they dragged the corpses of the acid pterosaurs back into the cave. Looking at the strange-faced tribe cheering and gathering, Gale inexplicably had the achievement of "bringing back food and feeding the whole family." feel.

Could it be that I am really a strange-faced tribe?

Gale was confused for a moment, and then quickly waved his hand to get rid of this mysterious thought.

Anhil, who was startled by Gale's sudden movement, looked at this woman strangely, not knowing what was wrong with her.

The king of the Strange Face Clan came over, expressed his gratitude to the two shooters, and then directed the Strange Face Clan to deal with the prey.

The skin is peeled, cut, and the edible internal organs are roasted first, while the meat is cut into small strips and slowly smoked and roasted into dried meat to make dry food.

The two of them tasted some, but they were no better than pork chops and roasted meats that had been carefully processed. The smell of these crude dried meats was so strong that it made people frown. After all, they were the meat of carnivorous scavengers.

Anhil bit the bullet and swallowed the smallest piece and stopped touching it. Gale, on the other hand, took the dried meat in his mouth and chewed it.

In her mind, anything that can be swallowed and won't cause any harm can be considered food.

After some time, Master Yuanye and Pig Chop, who helped the Qimian Clan go fishing, also came back.

There are many fish in the underground river, as well as small creatures such as lizards and spiders. These are the staple foods of the strange-faced tribe living here.

After eating some food that was far from "delicious", the group prepared to say goodbye to the Strange Face Tribe and return to the camp.

Before leaving, the king of the Strange Face Clan gave the hunters a bone flute, saying that if they blew it hard, they could call the nearby Strange Face Clan.

The hunters also handed several flares to the King of the Strange Face Clan, and briefly explained how to use them.

Once the Explosive Scale Dragon attacks and fires flares into the air, they will come as soon as possible.

Rejecting the suggestion of the King of the Strange Face Clan to arrange for his tribe to lead the way, the group left the cave and embarked on their return journey.

This trip cannot be said to be full of rewards, but it can be regarded as seeing a lot of strange and weird things.

Along the way, they kept talking about topics such as feeding the Rock Thief Dragon, the firearm technology of the Qimian Tribe, and the recipes of the Qimian Tribe.

Until, a terrifying feeling of threat came over me from top to bottom.

The hunter and hunting cats looked up almost at the same time. The huge silver and black flying dragon passed over their heads like a dark cloud covering the sky.

A large piece was about the size of a durian, and round "stones" fell down like rain.

"Avoid!" Anhir yelled.

Everyone immediately dispersed and fell to the ground.

The "stones" that fell to the ground emitted a red light symbolizing danger from the inside out. After a few seconds, they exploded violently like explosive bombs.

"Boom--!"

The people who dispersed and felled in time were not injured, but they were also disfigured by the shock wave and gravel.

Even when he was lying on the ground, Ancier's eyes were always fixed on the flying dragon that was gradually moving away.

Judging from its flight path, it didn't look like it was preparing to launch a further attack. It just passed by and saw living things and bombed them along the way.

"It's really bad." Anhir cursed in a low voice.

Master Yuanye adjusted the goggles on his head and sighed in a tone of "I'm used to it": "The Explosive Scale Dragon is like this. Even if it has no desire to prey, it just likes to attack with explosive scales when it finds a living creature."

"Hey! Is it heading towards the cave of the Strange Face Tribe?!" Gale suddenly shouted.

Not long after, a signal flare rose into the air far away - this was a signal for help from the Strange Face Tribe.

Ancier immediately took out a signal bomb and fired it. This was a "reply" to the Strange Face Clan and could also guide Gordon and the others.

"Let's rush there first."

"Nima's rush!"