Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Watching Gordon leave the headquarters, the Commander-in-Chief felt a little helpless.

Rather than the hunter's standard case-by-case analysis, he hoped that Gordon could learn to keenly capture a glimmer of more macro-level information from countless data and intelligence.

That’s a necessary skill to be a good leader.

But after thinking about it, he felt relieved.

Everyone has different strengths. Perhaps it is because he focuses on the things in front of him that Gordon can reach the top of the hunter at such a young age.

In this regard, he is much better than me.

Gordon got on the water-powered cable car, and Pork Chop jumped aboard.

It asked with some confusion: "Those questions asked by the commander-in-chief, please be more serious. If you think carefully, you should be able to answer them better, meow?"

"Maybe." Gordon leaned against the partition of the cable car.

"With a table of information, some people can extract the key points at a glance, while others have to turn over and over again and think hard to sort out some information that may not be correct.

The Commander-in-Chief is the former, and I am the latter. "

"This kind of ability should be developed through exercise, meow? It's like muscle, meow." Zhupa scratched his beard, "I can see that the commander-in-chief wants to cultivate you, meow."

Gordon fell into a brief silence.

The speed of the cable car was not slow. One person and one cat came to the dining area where the "Arms and Lynx Pavilion" was located, and they jumped off the cable car.

Gordon found a wooden box on the roadside and sat down, "I'm not the commander-in-chief's type of leader.

Let me lead a small team to hunt, or command dozens of hunters in large-scale operations, and I am confident that I can do it better than anyone else.

But let me be the leader of a large organization, the leader of a chamber of commerce, or the head of a city, etc., I can't do it.

Well, I guess Ancil can do it, but that guy is lazy. "

"Meow meow."

Gordon rubbed Pork Chop's head and continued: "If Ancil had not chosen to become a hunter, he might have inherited the family business and become a big businessman, or he might have gone into politics, and it wouldn't be surprising to become a big shot like the prime minister, right?

Hayata might become a great painter? Or maybe a teacher or something.

But Feng Ying and I are different. We seem to be only suitable to be hunters.

If I wasn't a hunter, I would have been an ordinary blacksmith in Kokot Village, or I might have worked as a porter in Minagard Port.

As for Feng Ying, being a silly witch in Yanhuo Village? "

"Then I should be picking mushrooms in the forest of Shuratsen Hill right now, nya."

Pig Chop scratched his ears and asked curiously: "What about the future meow? If Gordon gets old and retires in the future, what will he do?"

"If you think so far, maybe you will run around like the leader? When you can't even run anymore, you can find a village to live in seclusion, just like the old guy in Kokot Village."

Gordon chuckled, "Find a big stone, insert my heaviest sword into it, and name it 'Sword of the Brave'.

Those who can pull out that sword with one hand can become a new generation of 'braves'. "

"The great sword of the hero, which must be drawn with one hand, is selected based on muscle mass?!"

"Haha, isn't there a way?"

Gordon stood up from the wooden box, "Let's go home and put our luggage first, and then come to Bobcat Pavilion for a big meal!"

"Good meow!"

"Speaking of pork chop, what do you want to do in the future? I mean, long after."

"Maybe Meow will open a restaurant like the chef, Meow?"

"Boom and Pigcat Pavilion?"

"It sounds so ugly, meow!"

I ate too much and took a good rest for half a day.

The day after arriving at the Star Stronghold, Gordon took the pork chop and actively prepared for the new mission.

They first went to the Institute of Ecology.

They have acquaintances here who can help them get more information about the mission.

"You're going to Lu Hualou to investigate that 'colorful and weird light'?!" Alva's eyes were also glowing.

"Well, I won't take you with me."

"No! I'm very useful! You can collect information, plan routes, analyze monster habits, and help carry luggage! Please! Take me with you!"

In the stronghold, Alva, who always looked gentle and elegant, jumped out from the pile of books, looking like he was going to hang on Gordon.

"No! There are too many unknown factors in this mission. I'm here to practice myself and I don't care about protecting you." Gordon continued to refuse.

"No need to protect, no need to protect! Do you know, the Coral Platform has now replaced the ancient tree forest as the safest hunting ground.

The group of wind-drifting dragons that originally inhabited the coral platform on the mainland have basically flown away to the permanent frost soil, leaving a gap in the upper ecological niche.

As long as you bring a few pterosaurs with you, you can really run amok on the Coral Platform.

If anything happens, at worst, if I smash a piece of jade home, I can always run away! "

"Well"

Seeing Gordon's attitude softening, Alva quickly added, "Besides! I've been investigating that guy recently! I've basically collected all the information I can access.

If you are willing to take me there, wouldn't this information be yours? "

Pig Chop looked at him sideways, "You won't give us information if I don't take you there, meow? I will file a complaint with Rania later, saying that you are hiding important information, meow."

"Why do you look like Pandan, Pork Chop?" Alva twitched his lips, "Don't be so heartless, I really won't cause trouble!"

Gordon thought about it seriously.

Although this guy runs around as soon as he arrives in the wild, which is quite annoying, he seems to have never done anything to cause trouble in battle.

He will definitely not be taken on the hunting mission, but this mission is a typical investigation mission, so it seems good to bring a compiler.

"Okay, I'll take you there. I won't tell you any more nonsense like obeying orders and not running around. You will always forget by then.

Just remember, 'If you mess around, you'll get beaten.' That's enough. "Gordon grinned and showed his fists.

"Okay, okay!" Alva nodded quickly.

Now that he has joined the team, Alva will naturally stop hiding his secrets and pour out all the information he has collected.

Watching the scrivener team members sort out the information one by one in their notebooks, Gordon knew that this guy was indeed not lying to him.

He did collect a lot of information.

A name was highlighted boldly in ink - Namir (Mingbolong).

"Is this that guy's name, meow?" Pork Chop asked curiously next to the note.

"Well, to be precise, it's the name of the ancient dragon that the first group encountered when they first arrived in the New World and fought with the Steel Dragon.

As for whether the 'weird light' that appeared on the Lu Coral Terrace is actually it, we have to put a question mark first.

There is another problem. The sighting reports about this ancient dragon are very contradictory. Keywords such as 'emitting a strange light', 'dull', 'bright colors', and 'monotonous body color' appear frequently.

Therefore, I suspect that this 'Mingbolong' may exist in multiple states. Of course, it may also be due to factors such as male and female individuals.

The specifics require further investigation. "

Gordon carefully read all the witness information compiled by Alva. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "It seems that a lot of this information was found in the sea?"

"Well, there are various indications that Mingbolong has the ability to move in the sea." Alva nodded to confirm.

Gordon smiled and closed Alva's notebook.

"Since it's a matter in the sea, let's ask Aziz. It seems that the commander-in-chief has a piece of sighting information provided by the fishing fleet, which was submitted by Aziz."