Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The next day.

Feng Ying still accepted the task given by the professor, which was to continue to observe the Hazak and confirm the fungal inoculation situation for a period of time.

She had contact with the Hazak and got along well with it, so she could be said to be the only candidate suitable for this task.

Even the stench that was not easy to get rid of might be a plus in front of the Hazak.

So the professor decided to give Feng Ying not only the current observation task, but also the subsequent strain cultivation and even the task of guiding the evolved Hazak into the forest.

If the hunters of other factions went, there might be conflicts, but if Feng Ying was sent, there would be no such worries.

Feng Ying had no choice but to return to the miasma zone with a bitter face.

The guide insect in the guide insect cage had already remembered the breath of the Hazak.

Following the guidance of the guide insect, a man, a dog and a cat rushed towards the area where the Hazak was.

When it saw the Hazak again, it was surrounded by the group of Claws.

In the eyes of these fierce and greedy group predators, there was no difference between the ancient dragon species and the flying dragon species.

As long as they were careful to avoid the blue-white miasma, the threat posed by the severely injured Hazak to them was relatively limited, and there was no strange "bodyguard" beside them.

What if they continued to try to hunt down the Lord of Miasma?

The Hazak, which had just been inoculated with the strain, had not yet undergone any obvious changes.

Fortunately, after meeting Feng Ying yesterday, it sucked the nutrients of the two Claws and gained a precious breathing time, and its injuries recovered.

In addition, it changed its strategy and no longer used miasma to spit out breath to fight back against the Claws, but let the blue-white miasma surround its body, forcing the Claws to not dare to approach easily.

It was also a fight of equal strength.

When Feng Ying arrived at this time, it evenly raised its neck and let out a hissing sound like a greeting.

"giuuu~"

"Uh." Feng Ying didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Anyway, it's always right to drive away these short-lived dromedarius!

She raised her shield, drew her sword, and rushed towards the dromedarius surrounding the corpse dragon.

With the experience of yesterday's cooperation, they easily tore through the siege formation of the dromedarius.

After leaving behind another corpse of a companion who had turned into a mummy, the dromedarius retreated in a hurry.

The corpse dragon and Feng Ying stared at each other for a few seconds, and the corpse dragon retracted the blue-white miasma into its body, and Feng Ying also put away her weapon.

"gi——"

The corpse dragon tilted its head curiously, as if asking Feng Ying, why are you here again.

The same action on the Elofang Hound or some other furry animal might be really cute.

But when it comes to the skinny, rotten flesh, and jagged teeth covered with corpse poison, the Hazak dragon can't even close its mouth completely.

It's still not cute.

Feng Ying pulled the corner of her mouth, "Don't move yet, I'll check your body."

It's called a physical check, but it's actually to confirm the inoculation of the strain.

According to the professor, as long as new hyphae grow and spread to the rotten flesh around the inoculation site, it should mean preliminary success.

Feng Ying first checked the Hazak dragon's head.

The first bottle of sample was poured here.

Those rotten things that served as the culture medium have long been integrated with the rotten flesh tissue of the Hazak dragon itself.

And those sticky hyphae are gone, replaced by a thin green substance similar to fluff.

It looks like the mold spots that grow on juicy fruits after mold.

Facing this rather disgusting scene, Feng Ying's heart was not shaken.

She was already used to it. The trip she made on the back of the corpse dragon yesterday completely desensitized her.

"This should be considered a success." Feng Ying muttered, took out a portable camera, and took a picture of the green hair on the top of the corpse dragon.

The strange movement and flash that she had never heard of scared the corpse dragon, but after finding that nothing happened, it calmed down again.

Feng Ying surrounded the corpse dragon and took pictures of the parts where the strain was inoculated yesterday.

She didn't want to jump on the back of the corpse dragon again.

She would have to wash off another layer of skin when she went back.

But considering that this plan was very critical and could not be sloppy, she could only pinch her nose and do it.

After careful inspection, the hyphae in most parts were not killed by the microorganisms in the miasma, and they had successfully landed and started to spread.

Especially the wound parts of the head, back, and side ribs, the growth was quite good.

This was undoubtedly good news.

So far, today's observation and task have been completed. Now go back and take a good bath. No one will say anything if you touch the fish for a long time.

But Feng Ying didn't do it in the end.

She spent most of the day with the Hazak in the intricate caves of the miasma zone, and drove away the unwilling Claw Dragon hiding nearby.

Only then did she leave with peace of mind.

She came again on the third day.

In addition to checking the proliferation of the bacteria on the Hazak, she also brought the nutrient solution specially prepared by the professor.

Pouring it on the part where the mycelium grows can accelerate proliferation.

The fourth day.

They spent a lot of effort to lead the wandering Tyrannosaurus to the west of the miasma zone to compete with the Sulphur Dragon for territory.

The Hazak was also able to return to its original nest.

The fifth day, the sixth day.

In this way, more than a week passed, and under Feng Ying's protection, the injury of the Hazak Dragon had recovered almost completely.

The progress of fungal proliferation was also quite gratifying, and it really became "furry".

But those hairs looked a little creepy.

In the mountain-like skull of the Molten Dragon, the Hazak Dragon was lying on its side, and this was its "bed".

Throwing away the last empty bottle of nutrient in her hand, Feng Ying crossed her arms and sat cross-legged in front of its face.

"Gi——" The Hazak Dragon hissed softly, as if to say thank you.

Feng Ying smacked her lips, "Although you are a little ugly and smelly, your personality is actually quite cute."

The Hazak Dragon didn't know whether it understood or not, and opened its mouth to spit out a white mist of spores, spraying Feng Ying's face.

"Ahem," Feng Ying coughed and waved away the spores. She raised her leg angrily and kicked the tip of the corpse dragon's nose. "I'm going to kill you!"

"gegege," the corpse dragon let out a meaningless low hum from its throat.

"Okay, your injuries should have recovered almost completely, and those horrible claw dragons can't bully you anymore."

Feng Ying supported her knees, stood up, and continued, "The food has been stored, so don't go out before you complete the evolution.

Don't provoke that angry Tyrannosaurus, that guy has a scary amount of muscle, and the dragon attribute energy intensity in his body is also high, and the miasma is useless to it.

We led it to the west, try not to get close to that area, and after it and the sulfur dragon decide the winner, it should leave the miasma area and go to the wasteland."

"gi——" the corpse dragon responded, as if it really understood.

"I have to go. If I continue to stay like this, mushrooms will grow on my scalp." Feng Ying shook her hair and shook off the spores on the ends of her hair.

"When I see you next time, you should have become a different person, right?"

After saying this, Feng Ying bent down and patted the head of the corpse dragon covered with mycelium, and turned to leave the skull dragon nest.

"Keep working hard!"

The corpse dragon raised its head and looked at Feng Ying's back as she left.

After the latter walked away, it took a deep breath, and a large amount of spore mist mixed with miasma gushed out from its alien mouthparts and glands all over its body.

In a blink of an eye, the inside of the Lava Dragon's skull was shrouded in spore mist.

On the corpses piled around, the bluish-white spore sacs proliferated rapidly, and the fungal carpet formed by fine mycelium spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Finally, it turned into a huge net and climbed up its body. The mycelium continued to attach and thicken until it was completely wrapped.

It was like a huge cocoon.