Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The survey team that is about to go to the Big Ant Mound Wasteland has a large number of people. In addition to the six members of the recommendation team, there are also some scholars and logistics personnel.

They were led by three old dragon-human scholars.

The three dragon scholars' sunny, cheerful, and cheerful personalities make it easy to ignore their ages. The three often act together, so everyone in the investigation team likes to affectionately call them the "three uncles."

Not long after the special investigation team first arrived in the New World, they encountered the threat of the terrifying Tyrannosaurus Rex. It was the dragon-resistant clothing provided by these three uncles that helped Hayata and the others overcome the difficulty.

The three of them are responsible for the formation of the Big Ant Mound Desert Investigation Team.

The series of tedious matters involved in transportation, personnel arrangements, scientific research equipment, material preparation, etc. are not something that the inexperienced Feng Ying can handle.

The members of the recommendation group are mainly involved as combat and execution personnel this time.

The formation of the team took a day or two. As the nominal leader of the team, Feng Ying had the good sense not to cause trouble.

But she still felt a little uneasy.

If she was asked to lead a team of hunters to hunt, even if the opponent was an ancient dragon species, she would not be weak. Whether it was personal strength or her commanding ability in team operations, she believed that she was not bad at all.

She can be allowed to lead a team that is more scientific in nature, and even lead the entire fifth phase team in the future.

To be honest, she was very panicked. She was always worried that people would ask "common sense questions" and she could only do it, which would be a huge loss of face.

There are more than 500 young men, so I can't afford to lose this person.

She originally wanted to discuss it with Master Gordon. After all, Master Gordon also had a "position", but Master Gordon had already left the stars and was looking for that ancient dragon man with Pork Chop Alva.

After wandering around the stronghold full of confusion, she ran to An Xil's house.

If she was looking for someone to help, she would go to Sister Hayata, but if she was looking for someone to answer questions, I felt that Ansir knew better.

Looking at the carved solid wood door panel that was different from the style of the hunter's cabin where she lived, Feng Ying "tsk tsk" twice, and then knocked on the door.

The door was opened from the inside. Feng Ying adjusted her expression. She was about to say hello, but she didn't see anyone.

Looking down, she found Fufu hiding behind the door, blinking at her.

"Hey~!"

A perverted smile suddenly appeared on Feng Ying's face. Just as Fufu was about to run away, she snatched her back, hugged her in her arms and rubbed her hard for a while, then she hugged Fufu who pushed her face hard towards her. Walk inside the house.

She first met Mrs. Sterling.

The lady was wearing a simple set of home clothes and was learning to make baby food from a chubby old Ellu in the kitchen.

One person and one cat are wearing the same style of knitted shawl, and their words to each other convey the gentle atmosphere unique to the elderly.

"Children's sense of taste is very sensitive. The sweetness of the food itself is enough. Therefore, there is no need to add sugar to the food. If Little Fufu likes sweet food, just add a little pumpkin puree or banana puree." ~."

Old Ailu's words had a lazily slow tone.

Feng Ying, who smelled the fragrance, temporarily forgot what she was here for, and hugged Fu Fu and walked over.

"This is Xiao Fengying." Mrs. Sterling greeted her with a smile, and then introduced her: "This is Grandma Cat, a very powerful chef.

Hey, after getting to know Grandma Cat, I realized that even ordinary ingredients can be transformed into amazing food after proper cooking. It turns out that cooking is such an interesting thing."

In recent days, Mrs. Sterling has experienced a lot of feelings in a life that is completely different from the past.

Grandma Cat's eyes were not very good. She took small steps and came to Feng Ying, "The little girl is a little thin~"

"Uh, hello, I'm Feng Ying." Feng Ying lowered her head to Grandma Cat.

After chatting for a while, I found out that this grandma cat was actually the chef's master in cooking, and her evaluation of the chef's skills was that except for the barbecue, the other dishes were far from good.

Feng Ying's standing posture couldn't help but become two points shorter. Sure enough, in the Star Stronghold, any elderly man cannot be underestimated.

Whether it's a dragon, a human, or Elu.

Old Ellu squinted his eyes and looked at the young hunter with soft and kind eyes, "By the way, meow~, there is the red stewed herbivorous dragon meat that was just stewed. Do you want to try it, meow~?"

Feng Ying looked around and saw a strong smell coming from the huge stew pot on the stove nearby.

Feng Ying, who hadn't had lunch yet, had a growl in her stomach.

Mrs. Sterling smiled and filled a large bowl for Feng Ying. Grandma Cat came over and took out some spices made from dried plants from the spice jar on her waist. She kneaded them in her paws and sprinkled them in the bowl. .

As the hot soup steamed, the rich aroma spread, and Feng Ying felt that her bones felt a little lighter.

"There is toasted bread with garlic butter on the table in the living room. You can eat it together." Mrs. Sterling said with a smile.

"Well, you're welcome then!" Feng Ying swallowed a big gulp of saliva, took the big bowl filled with red stew from Mrs. Sterling, and walked to the living room cautiously.

The two old ladies were in the kitchen, continuing their communication and teaching.

Feng Ying held Fu Fu with her left hand and held a large bowl with her right hand. As she walked, she brought the bowl to her mouth and took a sip. The thick soup was so hot that she took a breath.

"Hiss--ah. This smell is so blissful!"

Fufu, who was also seduced by the aroma, stretched out her little hand and tried to get closer to the bowl, "Fufu wants to try it too!"

Feng Ying decisively took the bowl further away, "This won't work. This is too hot. It also has chili pepper added. You can't eat it."

Fufu tried hard to struggle, Fengying increased her left hand strength, and the two began to "fight".

An Xil, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, watched Feng Ying grab Fufu and walk into the house from the door, and then went straight to the kitchen.

After a while, he came out with a big bowl. While wrestling with Fufu, he drank slurpingly. He walked all the way to the living room, took a few pieces of bread from the table and threw them into the bowl.

Can't help but feel a little puzzled.

What on earth are you here to do?

Sensing An Xil's gaze, Feng Ying looked at Fu Fu, who had her mouth flat as if she was about to cry, and then looked at the full bowl in her right hand. Even though she was so shameless, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Ahem, good lunch."

Feng Ying said hello casually and put Fu Fu back on the ground.

Fufu reluctantly ran to An Xier's legs, pointed at Feng Ying and tried to complain, "Dad, she bullied me."

An Xil raised his chin and said nonchalantly: "Well, I will bully her when she grows up, but you will most likely not be able to beat her. When you are as old as your grandma, she will probably still look like this."

Fufu puffed her lips and ran away angrily.

An Xil looked at Feng Ying again, "You eat first, don't talk while holding the bowl."

Feng Ying chuckled, quickly cleared away the food in the bowl, wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and asked, "Where's Sister Gale? Why haven't you seen her?"

"Going hunting."

"yeah?"

"What, do you think she is the kind of person who will retire and become a stay-at-home mother after having a child?"

"Well, that doesn't really look like it." Feng Ying scratched her head.

"So you came to find her?"

"Ah no, I have something to ask you." Feng Ying's expression became serious.

An Xil became more serious when he saw this. He put the book on the table aside and sat up straighter, "What's the matter?"

Feng Ying condensed the anxiety and questions in her heart into one sentence, "I want to know how to be the leader of this fifth-term group."

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An Xil was silent for a long time, stared at Feng Ying and asked with a strange expression: "Are you actually worried about this?"

"What, what's wrong?" Feng Ying was stared at by An Xir and felt awkward.

“The first phase of the group has a small number of people and a compact structure. It needs a powerful hunter to gather everyone, and that is the grand leader.

The second phase of the regiment is dominated by craftsmen, and the leader of the second phase of the regiment with the highest skill becomes the leader.

The third phase of the group is mainly composed of scholars, and the others are similar to the second phase of the group.

Then let me ask you, who is the leader of the fourth phase of the group? "

"Huh?" A question mark appeared above Feng Ying's head.

Who is coming?

"Actually, he's the supplies squad leader."

Anhil continued to explain: "You have never heard anyone call her the 'leader of the fourth phase group' because the fourth phase group is a comprehensive group.

In addition to the logistics and transportation personnel who make up the current material team, other members have been integrated into various departments.

Then let me ask you again, what is the ‘main body’ of the fifth phase of the group? "

Feng Ying was confused again.

hunter? artisan? scholar? Support staff? It seems like none of them, there are everyone in the fifth group.

"The fifth-term group is a more comprehensive group than the fourth-term group. It can't even be called a group. Everyone is a 'human resource' that supplements various departments.

Therefore, the leader of the fifth phase group is just a nominal title. You can at most lead the hunters of the fifth phase group.

Oh no, that's Gordon's responsibility, he is the investigation squad leader.

Forget about the term ‘leader of the fifth phase’, no one will call you ‘leader’ soon. There is no need to worry about you. "

".?" (The Easter egg stamp serves as the accompanying picture)