Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Central and southern part of the New World, continental coral platform.

On top of the main building of the research base, which was transformed from a crashed ship cabin, Ajian, a decadent scholar with pigtails, was lying on his back, enjoying the afternoon sunshine.

At the moment when the investigation team has suspended its activities, most of the members of the third phase team in the research base have also withdrawn, leaving only a few people to carry out daily maintenance.

Perhaps it won't be long before the research base will completely cease operations and lift anchor to leave the coral land where it has been stationed for decades.

As the temporary head of the research base, Ajian is looking forward to that day.

The sun was warm, and the wind on the Lu Coral Terrace was gentle and comfortable. Just when he was about to squint past, there was a "whooshing" sound of airflow in the sky.

This voice is so familiar.

Since the line between the research base and the star stronghold was opened, messengers will come here on pterosaurs almost every few days to deliver supplies, exchange information and so on.

Isn’t it true that I didn’t leave just this morning? Why are you here again?

Ajian opened his eyes in confusion, and then saw the elongated black face of the leader of the third phase group.

"Well?"

Ajian didn't react for a while, so he rubbed his eyes, put on his glasses, and looked again.

"Uh, Mr. Captain?" The slovenly middle-aged scholar quickly straightened his clothes and stood up. "And Mr. Ancil and Miss Gale, why are you here?"

The leader of the third-phase regiment, who was tall and half a head taller than Jian, was condescending and stared at him for several seconds with a look like a beetle.

It wasn't until the latter looked away guiltily that he let out a cold "hum".

Ah Jian smiled and touched the braid on the back of his head.

"Hahaha, you were caught fishing by your immediate boss who came back from a business trip. Are you feeling numb?" Gale laughed at the side, breaking the awkward atmosphere at the scene.

"How is the situation here recently?" The leader of the third phase asked in a cold tone, straightening his hair that had been scattered by the flight.

"Uh, pretty good?"

Ajian replied casually. Seeing that the gaze of the leader of the third phase became dangerous again, he quickly reported the report in detail:

"The research on the special intestinal structure of the krais krais, and the research on the cat-saurus that lacks an individual leader but still maintains a high degree of sociality, have all come to an end.

As you also know, the various projects of the investigation team are shrinking, and the topics on the previous schedule have been postponed indefinitely, and there are no plans to launch them.

Regarding the maintenance work of the research base, we implement the second standard and have been doing it.

The hot air balloon researcher has also come over and is inspecting the cables and airbags. Judging from the letter from the Commander-in-Chief, the research base may withdraw to the Star Base within the month. "

It can be seen from Ajian's report that this guy is still fishing for fish, and he should still handle his duties well.

The leader of the third phase of the regiment looked slightly brighter, "We are coming here this time to go deep into the Miasma Valley. Can the lifting facilities at the southwest entrance be used normally?"

Ajian was startled, "The lifting facility hasn't been used for more than a month, but it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Well, you should bring the tools and spare ropes now to complete the inspection and maintenance work. We will enter the valley early tomorrow morning."

Jian, who was enjoying his nap time a few minutes ago, had no choice but to accept it with a grimace.

After shooing away the wilting middle-aged scholar like a fly, the leader of the third phase group led the hunters into the research base.

Today's research base is quite deserted, and the desk in the center of the library is no longer covered with information and books as it used to be. It is uncomfortably clean.

The incense burner that always burns calming incense is also cold.

The leader of the third phase group wanted to order some, but finally took back his hand, "You two, take the time to rest. I will arrange for people to prepare the supplies that are needed in the Valley of Miasma.

The miasma-resistant protective stone will be handed over to you first, please keep it safe. "

"Take a break or something, don't rush."

Anhil raised his hand and asked: "Ms. Captain, I would like to exchange information with the predatory monitors who are responsible for monitoring the movements of the corpse dragon.

Please tell me where they are. "

"Meow!" The mushroom's ears stood up together with the tufts on the tips of the ears.

Of course, it also misses its comrades from the Predator Tribe. The last time it had a chance to come was several months ago.

The leader of the third phase of the regiment paused and said: "Those little guys rarely come to the base, they have established a camp near the southwest entrance.

Except when they go into the valley bottom for surveillance in shifts, they generally live near the camp. "

Seemingly liking those little guys, the leader of the third phase group said a few more words, "Although the population is not large, the predators have now established a foothold on the Coral Platform.

They also established contacts with the performing clan, and the continuation of the clan was guaranteed.

Not to mention, the plundering clan, who have struggled to survive in the depths of the Miasma Valley, have much better fighting abilities than the 'musicians' of the playing clan, and they are very admired. "

"Meow~!" The mushroom wagged its tail happily.

"Um"

Anhil pondered for a few seconds, "Well, there is no need to rest in the research base.

We can take the necessary items and spend the night at the Plunder Clan's camp. On the one hand, we can understand the situation at the bottom of the valley. On the other hand, it is close to the entrance, so it will be convenient to enter the Miasma Valley tomorrow. "

Gale added with a smile: "The little mushroom can also have a good chat with its relatives, killing three birds with one stone!"

The leader of the third group naturally had no objections, nodded lightly and agreed.

There weren't many things that really needed to be prepared, mainly the miasma-resistant protective stone, the mask for filtering miasma, and some basic supplies.

Before the sun set, all preparations were completed.

The group rode on the pterosaur, left the research base, and arrived at the plundering tribe camp near the entrance of the Miasma Valley before the sun completely set.

As soon as they entered the camp, they saw Ajian lying on a hammock reading miscellaneous books.

"Wow, you guy, do you have a special physique that will be caught by the leader if you slack off?" Gale smacked his lips.

The head of the third-term group had a stern face.

This subordinate, why not throw him back to the old continent.

Ah Jian rolled down from the hammock awkwardly, "No, Captain, please listen to my explanation.

I came to check the lifting facilities, but! The little cuties of the plundering tribe have maintained the facilities very well, and the cables have just been smeared with tung oil, so there is no need for me to do anything!"

The leader of the third group made a "shut up" gesture to him, and then he was too lazy to pay attention to this guy, and turned to the several Detels who walked out of the camp.

The leading Detel was disabled and had only one arm. He was the leader of the plundering tribe, Moss.

Compared to the skinny appearance when they just left the miasma valley, the plundering tribe is now much more energetic, and the fur covered with scars also reveals a fierce momentum.

"Meow meow!" Mushroom cheered and rushed over.

He rubbed his cheeks with his fellow tribesmen intimately.

Sandstone, who followed Gale, looked at the plundering tribe gathered together with interest, but finally withdrew his gaze with regret.

"What?" Gale asked curiously after noticing the mood change of his devil muscle cat.

"They are all very powerful warriors, especially the leader. Unfortunately, they are too weak and too old. They are not worth challenging."

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Gale waved his hand and slapped the back of Sandstone's head. "I thought you finally got it. It's boring. You can fight the Corpse Dragon tomorrow!"