Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The news that the research base was renovated and successfully escaped from the trap and launched into the air, after several hours of steady flight, and finally successfully landed near the main entrance of Miasma Valley was sent back to the Star Stronghold by messenger.

After a gap was blown in the Grand Canyon, a land transportation line between the Star Stronghold and the research base was established.

As the main threat in the air, the Fengdiaolong was eliminated, allowing the air line between the two places to be opened.

A relay camp has been built on the edge of the ancient tree forest near the Grand Canyon for messengers traveling between the two places to rest and recuperate. The message can be delivered in less than two days at the earliest.

The flow of information, personnel, and materials became smoother. From then on, the scholars at the research base were no longer victims trapped in the wild.

As long as they want, they can return to the star stronghold at any time for vacation and rotation.

What's more, the route is bidirectional.

Young scholars eager to participate in ecological research on the Coral Platform and Miasma Valley almost broke the threshold of the headquarters.

If it weren't for the Commander-in-Chief who was stuck, the number of young scholars who voluntarily signed up for rotation at the research base would have been several times greater than the original number of members in the research base.

The line was opened and two days after the messenger arrived at Xingchen, Ajian and several other scholars from the third phase of the regiment rode a pterosaur to the Xingchen stronghold.

In fact, they set out with the messenger.

It's just that after being trapped on the Coral Platform for so many years, controlling a pterosaur is already very unfamiliar to them. In addition, the average age of the members is "a little" older, and they have rested a few times on the road, so they are so late.

When the pterosaur landed on the dock, these scholars couldn't believe their eyes.

Nearly twenty years ago, when the research base took off, the Star Stronghold could only be considered a "village" in size.

It's still a small one.

The total population is only sixty or seventy, and there are not many buildings. Everyone lives in houseboats converted from seagoing ships.

Unlike now, calling her "the town" is a bit embarrassing. The number of people in the fifth group alone is nearly ten times that of the year.

The large boiler of the processing house, the water wheel built next to the waterfall, together with the cable cars on each floor, and the dock where fishing boats are docked

Today's stars are as prosperous as a small seaside town.

"My dear, are the guys in the future so capable?" Ajian couldn't help but admire.

The few old scholars who came with him, who were not old enough to ride a pterosaur, also wiped their glasses repeatedly, as if they couldn't believe that everything in front of them was real.

"I'm so slow. I've been waiting for you for almost two days!" came the laughter and curses.

Jian turned around and saw Gordon in casual clothes waving to them.

On the side, the director of the Institute of Ecology, who was dwarfed by his height of more than two meters, and the three inseparable uncles (Sunny, Happy, and Cheerful) trotted up to meet him.

Hug with visitors from the research base.

They were all members of the third group who came to the New World on the same ship.

When the research base set sail that year, the leader of the third phase took away about 60% of the scholars, and the rest stayed in Xingchen to form the current ecological research institute, ecological survey and capture class, and research class.

On the day we set sail, I thought it was just a brief separation, but I didn't expect that nearly twenty years would pass in a flash.

Looking at the group of old men and women holding each other's hands with tears in their eyes, Gordon felt a little redundant.

So does Ajian.

When he joined the third phase of the group as an assistant researcher and came to the New World, he was only a young man in his early twenties, and now he is an uncle in his forties.

But he still considers himself a young man.

There is no way, the so-called young and old are all based on comparison. In the research base where the average age is over a hundred years old, he is really the youngest one.

Not wanting to hug and cry with those old guys, Jian opened his arms towards Gordon.

"Brother Gordon!"

Gordon pushed this sloppy guy away with some disgust, "Okay, okay, don't be disgusted."

"Is the Bobcat Pavilion still there? Take me to dinner quickly!"

"You are really not polite at all." Gordon grinned, "It's all ready, enough for you to eat until you vomit."

Over the years, Gordon and the others have visited the research base several times, and Jian, who prides himself on being a young man, will serve as their guide every time, eating and drinking along the way, and they are quite familiar with each other.

Hayata, Ansir, Gale, and Pork Chop, who are familiar with Ajian, have been waiting here for a long time. The table is already filled with salads, desserts, and drinks that can be eaten cold.

Jian cheered, rushed to the table, reached out and grabbed a glass of juice and poured it into his mouth. Then, as if he was going to choke himself to death, he grabbed those fruit sweets and stuffed them into his mouth.

On the mainland coral platform, coral polyp eggs are almost the only food. Since Gordon and the others sometimes go there, they have occasionally been able to eat meat in recent years.

But I haven’t had any sweets or fruits in almost twenty years.

Gordon greeted the waiter Elu so that they could start serving the hot dishes, then sat down at the table and watched Ajian wolfing down the food with a smile.

Fufu sat on her mother's lap, staring at Jian in disbelief with her round eyes.

The glass of juice just now belonged to her!

Being stared at for a long time, even Jian's face couldn't bear it. He threw away the core in his hand and coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, "Ahem, everyone, long time no see."

Anxier didn't pay much attention to Ajian snatching his daughter's drink, and directly put the jug of juice in front of the latter.

Gale pinched Fu Fu's face and told her to be tolerant towards the starving ghosts, while Hayata smiled and asked about the leader of the third phase group and Feng Ying and the others.

"Oh! The leader is very good, but he still doesn't deal with her brother. Feng Ying and the others have helped a lot. If they hadn't wiped out some of the Feng Diaolong, the research base wouldn't be able to take off, and the airship line wouldn't be built. stand up."

Jian chattered while throwing grapes and raspberries into his mouth.

"Now that the research base has been successfully transferred, it's almost time for Feng Ying and the others to come back?" Gordon asked.

Ah Jian stopped eating, "Almost a week ago, the liaison convoy returned. Miss Feng Ying was supposed to come back with them, but something unexpected happened.

Master Yuanye came to the base and said that there was an abnormality deep in the Valley of Miasma.

The group leader entrusted Miss Feng Ying to explore deep into the valley. She might not return to Xingchen until the results were obtained. "

"Deep in the Valley of Miasma." Gordon and the others looked at each other. They all knew what each other was worried about.

An Xil frowned and asked: "Did the leader, Madam, give her the pair of miasma-resistant protective stones?"

"Yes, of course." Ajian nodded vigorously.

Gordon felt relieved after hearing this. The most dangerous existence in the Miasma Valley was undoubtedly the "Lord of Death".

If there was no protective stone, they would set off immediately to help.

But now that she is wearing it, if she can ignore the miasma, it will definitely be no problem to escape with Feng Ying's strength, not to mention she still has amber.

Gale grabbed the restless Fufu back into her arms, held her in place, and smiled "Huhu", "Now I'm starting to worry about that charlatan, Feng Ying, don't get mad and kill that guy, the ecological cycle is not Something is going to go wrong.”

"Not really." Gordon smiled dryly, but his tone was not very confident.

Zhupa, who had thick dark circles under his eyes and was not very energetic as a cat, said quietly, "Feng Ying keeps shouting that she wants to kill an ancient dragon to make new equipment, meow."

"!!?"

Ps.

The corpse dragon cannot be killed. There is really a problem with the leyline circulation, and Urd's skills are not very suitable.

As for which set to change to next, there is one set that actually has suitable attributes and looks pretty good. You can take a guess -v-