Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Anhil, who had discovered something, sent out a signal, then found a nearby hillside with a wide view, and waited vigilantly.

Ten minutes later, he heard the air flow of dragon wings. He looked up and saw several figures riding pterosaurs approaching.

An Xil raised his eyebrows, those were not Gale and Feng Ying.

The few people who landed on the hillside turned around and wanted to run away when they saw Anshil's face clearly, but Anshil scolded him:

"return!"

The alcoholic trio came back reluctantly with grimaces on their faces.

Chong followed the trio, Herta, who had a calm face, nodded, and after saying hello, Ancil looked at Ted and the others.

"You also received the task of investigating the 'Flying Gold Pieces'?"

"Hehe, yes." Ted scratched his bald head with a naive smile on his face, "We just set off this morning, just got here, just got here."

Compared with a few months ago, the alcoholic trio who were forced to control their drinking no longer smelled of alcohol, and their mental state was significantly improved.

"You just set off today?" Anhil was a little surprised, "Why did you think of going directly to the swamps in the southern part of the wasteland?"

Oshula answered honestly: "Heta suggested it, saying that other teams had gone to the north, and they all set off earlier than us. Even if they went, it would be difficult to gain anything.

Why not try your luck in other areas, so here we are. "

Ancil couldn't help but glance at Hertha again.

The Alcohol Team does not have a fixed editor partner, but for them, the existence of the editor is particularly important, especially in investigation missions that do not require direct combat.

After all, the three of them combined couldn't have a smart mind.

Hertha is indeed a good choice.

Today Herta is one of the key members of the Institute of Ecology, and her research direction is quite special.

In short, it is to understand and study the things that have happened on this land and the creatures that have appeared in the past by investigating the legends and murals of some indigenous orc tribes.

To some extent, he can be regarded as taking over Mr. Monroe's mantle and becoming a new generation of "orc scholar".

Nowadays, she rarely takes on the work of editor anymore. The reason why she agreed when Alcohol came to her was mainly because she was very interested in creatures like Xuanhuilong.

After all, that is the "Earth Mother Goddess" in the legend of the Qimian Clan.

"What have you discovered? Can you share the information?" Herta asked Ancier with a smile.

Anxier thought for a while. Although alcohol and "Phnom Penh" are now competing to some extent, it's okay to share some information.

He then told several people what happened when Gaba led his tribe to find gold and then discarded it, as well as the reasons for doing so.

As for the more specific coordinates of the locations where gold was found, he didn't say anything, Hertha didn't ask, and Ted and the others didn't think about this issue at all.

The reaction of these three people was similar to Gale's. They all wanted to beat up the Xuan Huilong for the Qimian Clan who had taken advantage of it and did nothing.

Hertha on the side fell into deep thought. A tribe of Qimian tribe that was originally maintained by primitive religion was gradually getting rid of the shackles of religious thinking under the leadership of its current leader.

This will be a very meaningful topic.

While several people were communicating, Feng Ying and Gale also rushed over one after another.

There was a dark thing tied to Amber's back, which was almost half the size of his body. It seemed to be part of a limb of some kind of monster.

Gale had seven or eight climbing bass hanging on her body, and Sandstone and Gaba who were following her also carried a few each.

"Hey, Brother Ted?! You are here too!" Feng Ying happily greeted the alcoholic trio and Herta.

Gale, whose body was covered with slimy and constantly bouncing climbing bass, hooked directly on Herta's shoulder.

Although the latter's identity was a little subtle in the past, they have always been close friends after being regular partners.

"What is that?" Anxier asked Feng Ying, pointing to the dark, bloody thing on Amber's back.

"The tail of the Mud Fish Dragon!" Feng Ying replied with her hands on her hips, "Didn't I say that the meat of the Mud Fish Dragon is delicious? I took the opportunity to bring it back!"

"You're doing well, you're doing well!" Gale happily showed off the jumping bass on her body, "We'll bake it together later!

With so many people, these few climbing bass alone are not enough to eat. "

An Xil couldn't help but want to cover his face, "We agreed to investigate the clues of the scattered gold separately. Let's see what you investigated?"

Herta's expression was also a little strange. She asked Feng Ying, "Are you hunting a mud fish dragon?"

"Ah no, no, no, it's not me, I didn't poach." Feng Ying shook her head quickly, "It was the Earth Sand Dragon that did it!"

Ai Bo also helped explain, "The Earth Sand Dragon and the Mud Fish Dragon were fighting for territory, and its head was smashed by the Earth Sand Dragon, but the Earth Sand Dragon was also seriously injured and limped away.

We thought it was a pity, so we cut the tail back off. I heard it was delicious! "

"I've eaten it once, and it's really delicious." Maka crossed her arms and said seriously:

"The fin meat is also delicious. Although it is troublesome to remove the mucus and scales, where is the body? Let's go back to the collection point while it is still fresh!"

"Not far! A little southwest, probably less than two kilometers!"

The three Teds, who were also interested, were about to leave when they were scolded by Ancil again.

"Come back! Are you here for a picnic?!"

Several people stopped in their tracks.

An Xil said with a dark face, "Put down all the food! We'll deal with it later. Let's look at the clues first. I'm not signaling you to come here just to have dinner!"

"Sandstone and mushrooms, you take them and process them first. They will become stale after they die." Gale secretly picked off all the climbing bass hanging on his body and handed them to his hunting partners.

"Babakar, you go and help too." Maka also whispered.

Anhil took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, and didn't bother to say anything more. He led everyone to the place where he found the clues before.

"Wow! Gold! It's gold!" Feng Ying cheered and ran over.

Under a brown-red rock platform, there are some golden fragments scattered.

"Hahahaha! I won the coin guessing!" Gale also laughed, "Surely, the brilliant dragon has been here!"

The alcoholic trio looked envious, but they didn't dare to jump too much. After all, it was not them who discovered this, but Anxier.

Only Aibo and Hertha reacted more rationally.

"It seems that Xuanhuilong has really come to the southern swamp." Herta frowned and thought.

"But what is the purpose? Is it possible to replenish water or certain minerals?" Aibo raised a possibility.

"Some reptiles in the desert can go without water for months or even a year. They can only sustain themselves for a long time by taking in large amounts of water when they have the opportunity."

"It is possible, but there are more underground water networks in the New World, so it is not impossible to find water sources." Herta responded: "The lack of certain minerals, such as salt, may be more likely."

"There are also mineral salts underground." Ancier reminded.

"Or maybe not."

Herta replied casually and then stopped the topic, "The available information is limited, and there is no point in us making random guesses here.

Can we roughly determine the route of Xuanhuilong from this trace? "

Gale, who was leaning on Herta's shoulders and half hanging on Herta, looked at Ancil in surprise, "You didn't tell Herta the coordinates and route map we compiled? She is your old lover!"

"Shut up!"

"Gail, please don't speak."