Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The hunter-specific version of the projector has been generally welcomed by the hunter community.

Of course, there are also those who are indifferent to this. They are basically old-school hunters who are older. They are not used to these "bells and whistles" and believe more in the sharp blades in their hands and their own honed skills.

Typical examples are the Sword Master and the Grand Master.

One of the two men never used a projectile, and the other tied a rope to his arm, laughing and claiming that his muscles were the best projectile.

The purity is insanely high.

After brainstorming, various new tricks developed around the slinger and flying claws emerged one after another.

Gordon's technique of using the recoil of enhanced shooting to forcibly increase the charge level has become a "required" move for the great swordsmen of the investigation team.

In recent days, the targets in the training ground have been changed very frequently, and they are all chopped down by the swordsmen.

At the same time, the piles of wooden barrel frames used to imitate the monster's body were broken into pieces one after another, but that was basically the work of the axe-slayers.

They absolutely love the Flying Claw.

Use the flying claw to fly to the monster's face, use the attribute liberation thrust against the monster's forehead, blast continuously, boom boom boom boom boom! Cool!

Zero distance attribute liberating thrust, referred to as "zero solution"!

The naming is straightforward.

There are also some more peculiar ideas.

For example, a spear user proposed that in a defensive posture, he should put up a shield instead of a gun, and let himself be knocked away by the monster. When he was hit, he would launch a flying claw to hook the monster, retract the rope before landing, and fly back to the monster.

It's called "Flying Claw Counterattack Stance"!

Gordon's assessment is that he is more or less desperate for his life.

After the first few days, the number of people in the training ground gradually decreased, but the monsters in the ancient tree forest and the giant anthill wasteland that were closer to the star stronghold suffered.

Especially monsters such as the Big Thief Dragon and the Tickling Bird, which are not very dangerous.

It seems that it has become a target for hunters to try new tricks.

Obviously, these hunters who started with three or four stars and worked in a team could easily kill them, but they just didn't give them a good time.

These hunters were like a group of crazy spiders, hanging on them again and again, forcing them to hit rocks and trees.

If it fails, try again. If it succeeds, wait until they get up and try again.

It wasn't until they were exhausted and couldn't get up anymore that they left with a bored look on their faces.

After a period of time, the editors who traveled with the hunters were shocked to find that these monsters, which should be very aggressive, would even turn around and run away when encountering humans.

Some groups of thieves even strayed far away from their original habitats and migrated deeper into the ancient forest.

After the Commander-in-Chief learned of this, he severely reprimanded the hunters and prohibited them from continuing to act recklessly. At the same time, he asked the editors to supervise on their behalf, and similar situations were improved.

The emergence of the Flying Claw has transformed the slinger from a dispensable tool for traveling to an indispensable part of the hunter combat system of the investigation team.

Among them, it only took just two months.

Late night at Sterling Mansion.

Anhir, wearing silk pajamas, lay comfortably on a soft armchair, reading a book that had just been shipped from the Old World.

After the Dark Lantern Dragon incident, the turmoil in Gulong subsided.

The freight route between the Old World and the New World was finally established.

The Sterling family's merchant ships carry various materials that can only be produced in the Old World, such as various books, research tools, alchemy materials, etc.

Then, these ocean-going merchant ships returned full of various animal and plant resources, minerals, and the most important research materials, reports, and specimens special to the New World.

The profits from this round trip were so huge that it was eye-catching.

There are so many merchants who want a piece of the pie, but unfortunately the routes to and from the old and new continents are not yet open to the public.

The Sterling Chamber of Commerce has also been the main private sponsor of the survey team over the years, and it has obtained the privilege of "transporting materials to the New World."

Ultimately, the Guild still has doubts about the safety of fully developing the New World.

Until these restrictions are completely relaxed, the Sterling Chamber of Commerce will continue to occupy an absolutely dominant position in ocean trade related to the New World.

Now that Jessica has become the talker of the Sterling family, she has made a lot of money. She has lamented countless times that investing in the New World Cologne Investigation Team was indeed the right decision.

With a stroke of her pen in a happy mood, her little niece in the New World had a bunch of exquisite and expensive "little toys".

Ancil has a few extra boxes of books he likes to read.

As for Gale, she didn’t know what her younger sister-in-law liked, so she mentioned it in her letter and asked Gale to write her own list.

Gale was excited for a while after seeing the letter, and then forgot about it.

Gale, who had just taken a shower, was wearing a loose bathrobe, with big wet waves on her head. There was a towel wrapped around her buttocks, and Fufu's hair was messy, but she was still dry.

Mother and daughter ran past laughing and joking.

Anhil had long been accustomed to this level of noise and turned a deaf ear.

After playing with Fufu in the living room for a while, after her daughter's hair was completely dry, Gale picked up Fufu like a light ballista and headed towards Fufu's bedroom with a "chunk!" Rush away.

Anhir was finally able to be clean for a while.

After a while, Gale, who had put Fufu to sleep, sneaked back to Anxil.

Seeing An Xil still flipping through the book page by page, without even looking at her, he clapped his hands twice, "Pah! Pah!"

Anhir sighed and looked at her.

Gale had a mysterious smile on his face, "I discovered something interesting today."

After thinking for a while, she emphasized her tone and added: "Big deal!"

"What's the matter?" An Xil asked in cooperation with her.

"Guess it?"

Anhir lowered his head and continued reading.

Gale was not angry either. She knew that when she said the next words, Anxier would immediately drop the book and raise his head to question her.

"Hayata must be pregnant."

"?!!"

Just as she thought, Anxier threw the book aside, raised his head and asked, "Is it true or false? Where did you get the news? Did she tell you personally?"

Gale crossed his arms proudly, and the loose collar of the bathrobe leaked out, but neither of them noticed, "I discovered it myself! Well, actually, it was Mom who discovered it.

I invited her to play at home in the afternoon. I made a ham for tea, but she retched and said she had been feeling a little unwell recently. She had lost her appetite and was prone to vomiting. Maybe her stomach was not in good condition.

I didn't think much about it at first, but my mother asked her about her menstrual period, and I realized that it was almost the same time! "

"Huh?" The smile was obvious in Ancier's eyes, "Did you tell Gordon?"

"She should be able to talk about it when she gets back. We'll find out tomorrow by seeing Gordon's reaction?"

"Interesting, why don't we find a reason to go to their house now and see Gordon's expression?" A pleasant smile appeared on Ancil's face.

"Is there something wrong with you? Both Dog and Fufu are asleep at this time!"

"It seems a bit late. Let's go early tomorrow."

Gale snorted, licked his lips, and his expression suddenly became ambiguous.

She sat side-legged on the armrest of the armchair, leaned forward and hugged Ansiel's neck. She stretched out her tongue and licked the latter's earlobe. Her voice was a little hoarse and she said, "Fufu should be fast asleep."

Anhil's breathing became heavier, and just when something was about to happen between the two of them, there was a knock on the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Who is Nima!"