Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Gale crossed his arms and faced off against the three strange-faced tribesmen. Although he had no crossbow ammunition loaded, he looked like he would beat them up at any time.

Feng Ying didn't quite understand how the situation developed into this in the blink of an eye.

In the face of outsiders, the Qimian Clan's territorial awareness is indeed very strong, and it is not strange even to launch a direct attack.

What's more, in their team there is Detel, a guardian clan that can be called a "feud".

But isn’t Gale a brother-in-law to the King of the Strange Face Tribe? Why doesn't this relationship work?

Even if the Strange-Faced Clan in the Great Ant Mound Wasteland don't recognize Gale, research has long shown that the Strange-Faced Clan relies on masks to identify each other, and Gale's mask was carved by the King of the Strange-Faced Clan himself.

Your mask has been modified too much!

Feng Ying was just about to remind her of this, but Gale suddenly took a big step forward, then waved the light crossbow like a mallet, and howled with his teeth and claws.

After finishing her confession, the conflict was inevitable. Feng Ying, who was about to "silence", was about to pull out her weapon, but the strange-faced tribe suddenly retreated.

They put away their blow darts and stone knives, shouted at Gale a few more words, and ran away quickly.

"That's pretty much it." Gale put away the light crossbow with satisfaction.

Feng Ying couldn't help but ask: "What did they say when they left?"

"I don't know! But it probably means 'let's go find our big brother'."

Feng Ying didn't believe it and looked at Sandstone.

Sandstone, who had failed to start the war, put away his shield with regret on his face, "That's pretty much it, that's what I mean."

As if sensing Feng Ying's uneasiness and hesitation, Gale patted her back hard and said, "Relax! It's no problem!"

In the communication between our Qimian clan, identity and language are secondary, the focus is momentum! momentum! "

Feng Ying nodded blankly, but she didn't dare to believe it in her heart.

The two people and the cat stayed there and waited for a while. The strange-faced tribe that left before came back with a strange-faced tribe carrying a rocket launcher.

"You guys." The strange-faced tribe seemed to know some human language. When he was about to ask, Gale waved his hand and interrupted.

"What's going on with you?! We came with the order of the King of the Strange Face Clan, and you actually dare to draw your sword at us?!" Gale shouted, pointing at the mask on his face.

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"You're talking nonsense, Shaonima. You don't look like a leader. Where is Gaba? Take me to see it!"

Feng Ying and the Qimian tribe were all shocked by Gale's righteousness.

Especially the strange-faced tribe who could only speak human language seemed a little panicked.

In the simple thinking of the Strange Face Clan, there is no concept of "deception", and the name of the King of the Strange Face Clan frightens it.

It hurriedly rapped and taught the three strange-faced tribesmen a few times, then lowered its head and began to lead the way for Gale and the others.

"Hey, is this okay?" Feng Ying, who was following behind, asked quietly.

Gale didn't even lower his voice, "What's the problem? We came with the order of the King of the Strange Face Tribe. Do you think I'm lying? The Strange Face Tribe never lies!"

"We have to hunt carnivorous cats, so we don't know where we will be taken, cats."

Sandstone muttered all the way, obviously a little repulsive, which was natural considering its origin.

Gale waved his hands indifferently, "It's okay. When they get to their territory, they will naturally entertain them. When they come to our territory one day, we will also entertain them well.

Don't be polite when interacting with the Qimian Clan, and don't beat around the bush. Just say what you want, and they will give it what they can. "

Feng Ying kept this in mind and prepared to ask if there was any mud fish and dragon meat.

Led by several Strange Face Tribes, the group came to a small oasis. There was a small lake in the center of the oasis. Some Strange Face Tribes were gathering around a bonfire by the lake, barbecuing and dancing.

Gale looked around and explained: "This is not their base. There are usually a large number of totems and murals in the base. This should be a temporary camp for their wild operations."

Seeing their companions coming with two humans and a Deter, the strange-faced people in the camp were a little commotion.

A strange-faced tribe with an obviously more ornate and complicated mask yelled a few words, calmed them down, and then took the initiative to greet them.

"This should be the leader, oh, he's quite young for a leader." Gale commented casually.

"Can you see this too?"

The strange-faced tribe came to them, "Are you the hunters of the investigation team?"

Its Common Tongue is even more fluent than the King of the Strange Faces.

"Yes, at the same time we are also a member of the Strange Face Clan, Gala! The King of the Strange Face Clan asked us to come to you, are you Gaba?"

The few strange-faced tribesmen who led the way quickly told their leader what had happened before.

The leader looked a little confused and uncertain.

It had a lot of contact with people from the investigation team, and there were a few familiar hunters, but it didn't know the two in front of it.

And what does it mean that you are also a strange-faced person? Although the mask was indeed made by the Qimian Clan, the grade was quite high.

Different from ordinary tribesmen, it had received systematic education from Monroe (an experienced orc tribe scholar) and knew concepts such as "talking skills" and "lies", so he tentatively asked:

"Is the fire on the king's iron crown still as bright as before?"

Gale pouted, "Okay, don't test it. I gave him the brass chandelier above my brother's head. He should have been here a while ago, but now he's heading west."

Hearing Gale accurately describe the favorite decorations and whereabouts of the King of Strange Faces, the leader immediately felt relieved.

It jumped twice and introduced itself: "I am, Gaba! Welcome to the wasteland, brothers! How is Mr. Monroe? I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Mr. Monroe's legs and feet are not in good shape as he gets older, so he doesn't come out much anymore, ah, that's right!"

Gale remembered something and took out a portable camera (investigation tool) from his bag, "Come! Let's take a photo together! Go back and show it to Mr. Monroe!"

"Photograph?"

"I can't explain it clearly. Let everyone get closer, get closer, and squeeze together! That's it!"

"Crack-!"

A bright light flashed, and the Qimian clan members huddled together shivered in fright.

Gale took out the photo from the camera and shook it. After the image appeared, he nodded with satisfaction and showed it to Gaba and the others. "It's a good photo, that's all!"

The odd-faced tribe jumped up and down in surprise.

Gale became more interested and took a few more pictures of them. He didn't stop until all the film on his body was used up.

She gave those photos to the Strange Face Clan and told them how to keep them. The Strange Face Clan accepted them excitedly and danced strangely around the bonfire.

Gale naturally joined in, and the demons were dancing wildly in the oasis camp.

Feng Ying, who considers herself lively and outgoing and good at dealing with people, watched this scene like an outsider.

She couldn't help but ask Shayan, who was also an outsider next to her, "Sister Gale, has she always dealt with the Strange Face Tribe like this?"

"It's Meow." Sandstone scratched his beard, "When encountering the Strange Face Clan in the wild, she can always get in immediately, Meow. The other orcs can't do that. Meow, I don't know why."

A long time passed like this, Gaba loudly arranged for other Qimian tribesmen to prepare food, while Gale wiped the sweat from his forehead and came to Feng Ying.

"Oh, I haven't had so much fun in a long time. I'll bring Fufu next time!"

"Hmm." Feng Ying thought it would be better to talk to An Xil about this matter.

"We have also inquired about the matter clearly. There are indeed gold pieces found in more than one place in the wasteland of the Big Ant Mound.

The reason why Gaba brought people out was to find those. "

Feng Ying suddenly became nervous after hearing this, "Are the Qimian Clan also looking for the gold?"

"Yeah, but the reason may be a little different from what you think." Gale's expression was a little subtle.

"Because of what happened a few years ago, Gaba was worried that possessing the gold would arouse the wrath of the 'Earth Mother Goddess' and cause earthquakes and disasters, so he collected the gold pieces."

"Did you find a place to hide them all?" Feng Ying asked urgently.

"They were all thrown into the bottomless cracks in the ground."

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