Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Jumping out of the processing house with joy and joy.

Although the order for the new shield ax emptied her newly replenished treasury, it doesn't matter!

Everything is fine, everything will be fine!

Jumping high on the spot and stomping my feet, I finally vented my excitement.

Feng Ying, who had calmed down a little, finally recalled who she should be grateful to the most.

Of course that is Master Gordon's daughter!

Before coming to the processing house, she hugged the little one and prayed.

The little thing was just a few days old and was still wrinkled and a bit ugly, but she had indeed inherited her mother's good luck.

Like it!

In the future, when I appraise beads, I have to hug her no matter what!

My mood was as bright as the blazing sun above my head.

On the way to Gordon's house, almost every time Feng Ying met someone she was familiar with, she couldn't help but say something like "How do you know I got good materials to make a new shield axe?" .

It left many people confused.

In this way, she arrived at Gordon's house in a hurry. As soon as Gordon opened the door, she squeezed sideways to slip in, but Gordon reached out and carried her back.

"what are you up to?"

"Come and see little Muti!" Feng Ying replied confidently.

Then he twisted around hard, broke away from Gordon's hand, and jumped to the small crib in the room.

This crib looks a little crooked, but is very strong, and the details have been polished without any sharp corners or burrs. It was made by Gordon himself.

He felt that if he had not chosen to become a hunter, he might have become a decent carpenter or blacksmith.

Feng Ying carefully picked up the baby and kissed her face, which was still a little red and wrinkled.

As if to get more good luck, he buried his face and rubbed against the swaddling clothes.

The baby, who was less than two weeks old, was very sleepy. Faced with Feng Ying's harassment, he just twisted his body and didn't even open his eyes.

Gordon was afraid that Feng Ying would accidentally drop the baby, but he didn't dare to reach out to grab it, so he could only worry on the side.

Hayata, who was lying on a lounge chair by the window and basking in the sun, looked at her helplessly, "What, have you identified something good?"

Before going to the processing house, she saw with her own eyes the scene where Feng Ying placed the swaddling clothes on the piece of metal and prayed.

That is to say, Gordon happened to go out and was not at home at that time, otherwise this beating would probably be inevitable.

Feng Ying gently handed the swaddling clothes to Hayata's arms, bowed with her hands together, and then said with a smile:

"Yes, it says it can make an awesome shield axe!"

Gordon chuckled, "Your luck has finally improved for the first time."

"The leader of the second group is wrong to say the same thing. This is not my luck, but the luck of Little Muti and Sister Hayata!"

Gordon scratched his chin and said, "Next time I open the beads, I will hold Muti and try it."

Hayata rolled her eyes and stood up from the recliner with her daughter in her arms.

Gordon Fengying hurriedly went to help her, but she stared away angrily, "I'm not that fragile yet!"

The two had no choice but to retreat.

After gently pecking her daughter on the forehead and gently placing the swaddling clothes back into the crib, Hayata moved her body.

"I plan to start rehabilitation training tomorrow and strive to return to my previous physical condition within a month, or at most two months."

"Ah?" Gordon was stunned, "Shouldn't we practice more?"

"Need not!"

Hayata picked up her beloved Scythe of the Inscription from the weapon rack on the side, unsheathed the sword, and stroked the cold blade.

Resisting the desire to swing the sword around, Hayata put it away and put it back on the weapon rack.

"I know my own body, just tomorrow! I'll start training tomorrow!"

Sterling family mansion.

Gail filled the large carpet in the living room with gold nuggets of various sizes that she and Ancil collected.

Then he sat in the middle with Fufu in his arms, looking satisfied that "I have no regrets in my life."

"Hey hey gold, so much gold."

Anhir's tooth hurt from seeing it.

These are not ordinary gold nuggets, but special gold that has been attached to the body of the Xuanhui Dragon for many years. It has long been used as part of the scale carapace and has been integrated with the Xuanhui Dragon.

Infused with the energy of the earth's veins and the breath of the ancient dragon, these gold nuggets possess many excellent properties that ordinary alloys do not have.

It is a serious ancient dragon material.

It is only reasonable to have names such as "The Heavy Gold Scales of the Colorful Dragon", "The Heavy Gold Nuggets of the Colorful Dragon" and "The Heavy Gold Tail Shell of the Colorful Dragon".

Do you look down upon them too much because they are "gold" at a time? !

Fufu broke out of her mother's arms.

She is no longer interested in these shiny things. Even the golden mask given to her by the King of the Strange Face Clan feels heavy to her now and she wants to exchange it with her mother's wooden mask.

Gale refused to do anything, so it was useless to let her act like a spoiled brat and make a fuss. If she made a fuss for a long time, she would get beaten.

Mrs. Sterling came over with a stack of drawings and said with a smile, "Gail, come and help mom take a look at these drawings."

"Okay sister!" Gale got up quickly.

In front of Mrs. Sterling, she always behaved well and obediently.

After receiving the drawings handed over by Mrs. Sterling, Gale glanced at the first one, then froze, blinked, and quickly flipped through the following ones.

Mrs. Sterling asked expectantly: "How do you feel?"

"It doesn't feel very serious?"

"?" Mrs. Sterling's expression froze.

"Ah, I understand, I completely understand." Gale suddenly looked enlightened, "These are not hunter armors, they are dresses or something like that, right?

That’s why”

".No, this is the design of the armor."

"Huh? The armor is designed like this to dance for monsters?!" After Gale couldn't help shouting, he suddenly realized something was wrong and coughed dryly: "Ahem, no sister, we didn't mean that."

Mrs. Sterling looked at her resentfully, "I thought you would like this style."

"ah"

Gale was not stupid, and soon realized Mrs. Sterling's true purpose.

She would not be stupid enough to refuse the other party's kindness, but she still had some persistence of her own and rubbed her hands awkwardly, "I do like this style, really!

It's just that, uh, I think, maybe, it doesn't look like armor? "

Mrs. Sterling, who is good at observing people's opinions, immediately understood that it was not that Gale disliked her design, but she was simply expressing concerns about its practicality.

He immediately explained: "This is the design concept of ultra-light armor, and the core of the design is absolute lightness and flexibility.

The Kirin suit you used is a typical example!

Moreover, the defensive performance of these armors is not as bad as they seem.

See these fabric and leather-like structures?

It was actually a special fabric woven from multiple layers of extremely fine metal wires, and its defensive performance was even better than many light armors!

This is actually a very mature craft, do you know [Hinata]?

It’s the set of female armor made from Fengshanlong materials, and the crotch skirt uses the same process!

I heard that Ms. Hayata has used it before. If you don’t believe me, you can ask her! "

"Well"

Gale bit her nails, lost in thought.

She didn't really listen to anything else, but Mrs. Sterling gave the example of the unicorn suit, which moved her very much.

She loves the feeling of moving freely as if running naked, which is something that the Iron Fist (Smashing Dragon) mashup she uses now cannot compare to.

So Gale looked through the pile of design drawings carefully again, and finally selected one from them.

"We think this one looks the best!"

(Picture from Station B, crazy flying mushrooms)

Mrs. Sterling looked particularly excited after seeing the drawing clearly. She lightly covered her mouth and said, "Oh~! Really? This is also my favorite design!

A perfect balance between charm, magnificence and mystery!

Who said you can't be good at aesthetics? Simply blind! "

"Can you add our mask?" Gale asked expectantly.

"." Mrs. Sterling choked.

Under Gale's gaze full of expectation and persistence, Mrs. Sterling trembled and used a pencil to add a strange mask to the armor design drawing.

Then, there was a long silence.

"Gail, how about Mom design a new mask for you?"

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