Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Faced with these zombies with pale pupils and stiff limbs.

Feng Ying felt relieved for a moment, but then her nerves became tense again.

The only one who could do this was undoubtedly the Corpse Hazak.

It successfully evolved and completed its revenge, turning the group of Traumatoids that bullied it into zombies.

From the perspective of the "initiator", she should be happy, not to mention that she and the Corpse Hazak got along pretty well.

But the horrifying scene in front of her suddenly made her realize.

What she needs to face next is no longer the poor guy who was driven out of the nest by the Tyrannosaurus Rex and bullied by the group of Traumatoids.

Instead, it is the terrifying ancient dragon that can easily set off a biochemical crisis and destroy the ecology within a radius of dozens of kilometers while walking.

Can they continue to get along like before?

Just as she was thinking, a thick white fog enveloped her, and tiny spores visible to the naked eye were floating in the air.

Under the cover of this spore miasma, the slow-moving zombies seemed to become more active, and they dispersed to both sides.

"Are they coming?"

Feng Ying had no time to care about the zombies. She temporarily put away her weapons and carefully adjusted the filter mask and goggles.

The anti-miasma stone can protect her from the erosion of microorganisms in the miasma, but it cannot prevent the infection and invasion of fungal spores.

Fungal infection is no joke.

Feng Ying stared at the huge shadow slowly emerging from the depths of the spore fog and whispered: "Mushroom, retreat, leave this cave farther away, don't be affected by the spore fog."

Fungal spores and microbial miasma, the effect of the combination of the two is not as simple as one plus one.

I wore the anti-miasma stone and prepared full armor to deal with fungal spores, so I could barely protect myself in this fog.

But Mushroom only wore a filter mask, and the protection level was not enough. If he was infected, it would be a big trouble.

Mushroom knew that staying here would not help much, so he left a word "be careful meow" and ran away in a hurry.

Feng Ying exhaled lightly and adjusted her mood.

She knew that guy was also sensitive to emotions.

If she showed some inappropriate negative emotions, such as disgust, panic, fear, etc., it might anger that sensitive guy.

This was also the main reason why she put away her weapon in advance.

"Hu——"

I don't know if it was the breath or the airflow caused by the flapping of the dragon's wings.

A gust of crosswind blew, driving the dust-like spores to fly everywhere.

Feng Ying looked directly at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure stepping out of the dense fog, and the other party also stopped.

The two sides were several meters apart and stared at each other quietly for a few seconds.

Feng Ying said in a muffled voice, "Oh my god, it's getting uglier."

"gi——!"

The corpse dragon, or the fog corpse dragon, may not be able to accurately understand the meaning of her words, but it can find clues from her emotions.

As soon as she opened her mouth, a miasma sprayed on her face. The impact was neither strong nor weak, pushing her back two steps.

Feng Ying laughed "hehehe".

Although her appearance had changed drastically, her body was covered with thick mycelium like spider webs, and it was wriggling with a large group of internal organs, and from time to time it sprayed a white mist of spore sacs.

The head was completely covered by a huge group of spore sacs, and even the eyes could not be seen.

But it was still the useless guy who "gi" all day long.

Well, maybe it's not so useless now.

The two sides greeted each other, and then fell into silence again.

The Misty Corpse Dragon stared at her quietly.

Although the eyes covered by the spore sacs had completely lost the function of seeing things, Feng Ying could still feel a sense of gaze from the other party.

And some kind of emotion similar to inquiry.

It seemed to be asking her if there was anything she needed its help to do.

Feng Ying was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something.

Whether it was the professor, Master Gordon, Anshil and others, they had emphasized it to her countless times.

Ancient dragons have high IQs. They should be treated as humans, or even smarter than humans, rather than beasts like Tyrannosaurus that have great power but are blind and stupid.

In the eyes of the Hazak, everything I did before was actually very purposeful.

I led the Tyrannosaurus over, and the Hazak, which had very sharp senses in the miasma environment, should have noticed it at the time.

When it was seriously injured and trapped in the dilemma of being besieged by the Claw Dragon, I appeared in time to rescue it.

Then I took out the strain that could give it new abilities and carefully inoculated it.

From a human perspective.

It's like someone secretly brought a robber to your home, and when you were seriously injured by the robber, driven out of your home, and bullied by street thugs, he suddenly appeared to help you, protect you and heal your wounds, bring you weapons, and become friends with you.

Even if you think with your knees, it's too strange.

You are a human trafficker, right? !

But why doesn't the Hazak, who clearly understands all this, get angry?

Feng Ying stared at the Hazak with its head tilted for a few seconds, and recalled what the professor said to her in the morning.

——"You really treat it as a friend."

Originally, she thought the professor was teasing her, but now she thought that this sentence might have another meaning.

The leader of the third group said that the Hazak would use miasma microorganisms to assist its senses, so its perception was very sharp.

Was it because she didn't think of using it subconsciously, but really treated it as a friend, and the Hazak noticed this, so it was willing to get along with her?

What should I do if I suddenly feel guilty.

The Misty Corpse Dragon lowered its head and continued to "look" at her quietly.

Feng Ying came back to her senses and waved her hands and said, "It was true before. I planned to take you outside to do some things after you completed your evolution.

Now it's not necessary. There are a lot of ancient dragons outside. If you run out, you will be crushed to death by other ancient dragons in a blink of an eye. I can't save you.

I came here to tell you that something big is going to happen soon. Stay in the miasma area honestly and don't show up before everything is over."

As if dissatisfied with Feng Ying's attitude of looking down on him, the Misty Corpse Dragon waved its dragon wings, and the spore mist mixed with special miasma was dispersed.

The scattered claw dragon zombies gathered around as if they had received some kind of signal.

Feng Ying was not nervous. Seeing a claw dragon getting too close to her, she raised her foot impatiently and kicked its head aside.

"What? Just relying on these things makes you feel that you are good again? You have never been hit by an ancient dragon, right? What will be left after the breath of the Flame King Dragon?

Oh, I almost forgot, with your size, you are probably a minor, right?"

The Misty Corpse Dragon swung its tail and attacked Feng Ying.

Feng Ying, who was on guard, quickly raised her shield to block the "attack".

The force of this attack was really heavy, and a muffled "clang" sound came from the shield. Feng Ying, who did not have time to prepare for the impact, staggered back two steps.

"Are you serious?!"

"giuyaaa!"

The man and the dragon stared at each other for a moment.

Feng Ying exhaled heavily and put away her shield. "Okay, stop making trouble. Just live a good life in this miasma zone.

Remember, don't go out recently, don't let a few mushrooms grow on your body and you can't recognize who you are.

Let's go. See you again if there is a chance. If there is no chance, forget it!"

After saying that, Feng Ying raised her chin towards the foggy corpse dragon, as a farewell greeting, and was about to turn around and leave.

The corpse dragon suddenly waved its dragon wings, raising a strong wind. Something blew with the airflow and hit her face.

Feng Ying pulled the thing off her face and found that it was a two or three meter long, rotten and ancient, dark red cloth exuding a terrifying atmosphere.

"Hey!"

She glared at the corpse dragon angrily.

And the strange and weird figure had already disappeared into the vast fog.

Ps.

The sealed dragon skeleton cloth! My favorite appearance equipment.

Although it is a helmet in the game and cannot be worn with other helmets, considering the reality, it is normal to wear a scarf while wearing armor, right?