Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"Can I try it now?" Fu Fu's eyes were full of anticipation.

"Of course." Feng Ying spread her hands to signal her to go ahead.

Fu Fu immediately untied the straps of the defense team suit, wanting to quickly take off the thick and heavy tortoise shell.

"Wait." Feng Ying, who remembered something, grabbed the fish steak that was tilting its head to watch and threw it out of the window.

"Meow--!"

"Uh, this is the second floor." Fu Fu reminded in a low voice.

Feng Ying said indifferently: "It's okay, it won't die if it falls, change quickly, it will soon climb up by itself, mushroom."

Mushroom nodded after receiving the instructions, jumped onto the window sill, and kicked the fish steak that quickly climbed back to the window down again.

With the help of Feng Ying, Fu Fu quickly completed the change of clothes.

Compared with daily clothes, the sage suit that Feng Ying brought was indeed thicker, but compared with the defense team suit weighing dozens of kilograms, it was as light as if it was not worn.

Fufu jumped twice excitedly, turned around again, and asked Fengying happily: "How does it look?"

Fengying certainly knew what a little girl of this age wanted to hear, clapped her hands and praised: "Very cute."

"But. It doesn't fit meow"

Fish Claw, who had crawled back to the window again, stretched out his little claws with difficulty to express his opinion.

Mushroom glanced at it, and saw that Fufu had finished changing clothes, so he didn't kick it down for the third time.

Fish Claw rolled down from the window sill to the floor, and climbed up with great effort, and expressed his opinion persistently, "The size is a bit too big, and the temperament is also wrong meow.

The combination of hip skirt, gloves and long stockings is more suitable for mature big sisters meow.

You look like a little kid who stole his mother's clothes now meow!"

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Fufu lowered her head, looked at the hip skirt and stockings on her body in silence for a few seconds, turned to ask Fengying: "Can I throw this thing out?"

Fengying had a dark face and was already rolling up her sleeves.

The dirty fish raised his paws and meowed loudly like a martyr, "Shutting the honest voice will not solve the problem meow!

This suit is not suitable, it is not suitable meow!

Even if I am thrown out and fall to the ground, I will shout it downstairs with this firm voice"

"You can shut up meow." Mushroom pinched the fish's mouth.

"Uh-ah--" Fufu squatted on the ground and hugged her head, "Is it really so inappropriate?"

"Don't listen to it, what does it, an Elu, know about dressing?" Feng Ying comforted.

"Um meow!" Fish used all his strength to pull Mushroom's paws away and continued to meow loudly: "Don't underestimate me meow! I have provided fashion advice to many ladies meow!

Putting aside the style and temperament, can't you feel whether the size is suitable or not meow? The chest is not loose meow? The sleeves are not long meow?

If you find a reliable tailor or clothing designer, they will give the same opinion as meow!"

Fufu stood up with a "swish".

Fish Chop's words reminded her that when it comes to clothing, isn't there someone at home who can be consulted?

"I'll go ask grandma!" Fu Fu, who is always very active, ran out of the room quickly.

Feng Ying picked up Fish Chop and glared at it, then chased after it with Mushroom.

After asking the maids, Fu Fu soon found Mrs. Sterling in the greenhouse in the garden.

Seeing her granddaughter rushing in, the old lady who was drinking tea leisurely couldn't help but cough, "Ahem, my lovely little Fufu, weren't you in the hunter training camp recently?

How come you're working as a flight attendant on a large airship?"

Fufu stamped her feet in anger, "Grandma!"

"Huff, huff, huff--"

Mrs. Sterling chuckled and put down the teacup, got up from the recliner, came to Fufu and touched her clothes, "The fabric is specially treated cloud sheep deer hair, very strong.

The fabric has a layer inside, which is thick but very soft. Well, it should be the top layer of skin of the first-crying dragon, and the key parts are reinforced with monster materials.

This can really be considered a set of 'protective gear', right?

I knew that you would not be willing to wear the defense team that Jessica and your father prepared for you on a daily basis.

But the one on you is indeed a bit awkward."

When Mrs. Sterling said this, Feng Ying and the others just caught up.

Hearing the former's comments, Yu Pai broke free from Feng Ying's hand, jumped to the ground and shouted, "That's right, meow! What I said is objective and true, meow!"

Fu Fu's face fell.

If Yu Pai's comments just now only made her a little suspicious, then the comments from her grandmother were authoritative.

"Is it really that inappropriate?" Fu Fu muttered.

She actually liked this "Sage Set" very much.

Mrs. Sterling smiled kindly, "It's not that it's inappropriate. Just make some minor changes to the details.

In fact, the most critical part is the bottom part. The professional style of the hip skirt is too prominent and not flexible enough. It can be replaced with a pleated skirt or explorer shorts.

The long sleeves that extend to the back of the hand may also affect the movement, but this part does not need to be changed. Just roll up the cuffs to the elbows. It looks neat and can also serve as elbow protection.

The stockings do not need to be changed. There may be a little mismatch, but the material of the stockings is special and can play a good role in protecting the legs.

Finally, slightly change the lines of the chest and waist to make the size more suitable, and there should be no problem."

Yu Pai, who was standing by, fell into deep thought and said to himself, "So that's how it is, meow. It turns out that it can be handled this way, meow? This old lady seems to be a great expert, meow."

Mrs. Sterling rubbed little Ailu's head, asked the maid to call the embroiderer, and personally directed it. It didn't take long for the modification of this "sage suit" to be completed.

Without affecting its strength, the whole set of clothing gave people a different feeling.

From an elegant and mature stewardess to a lively and agile little explorer, even the picky Yu Pai couldn't find any fault with it, and Fu Fu jumped happily.

Only Feng Ying was scratching her chin.

Isn't this the suit that the hostess on the Longshi ship often wears? If I had known, I would have asked that guy for this set directly.

At this time, Mrs. Sterling seemed to remember something and spoke again, "By the way, the style of this flight attendant hat is also quite obvious. If you don't like this style, you can replace it. Anyway, it doesn't provide much protection.

But Fufu, you have to remember."

Mrs. Sterling's tone changed and her expression became serious.

She put her hands on Fufu's shoulders and said word by word with great seriousness: "Absolutely, don't just take the things your mother gave you and put them on your head.

That's not something a cute girl should wear."

Fufu was puzzled, but seeing her grandmother's serious look, she nodded obediently.

In the evening, Fufu excitedly showed her new equipment to her mother who had returned home.

Gail's face was full of emotion, and she patted Fufu's shoulder.

"Unconsciously, you have reached the age to go out and make a living. Some things should be handed over to you."

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Fufu watched her mother rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, and finally took out a sturdy large wooden box from the bottom of the box.

"This is a gift your uncle prepared for you."

"I have an uncle?!" Fu Fu asked in surprise.

"Don't you remember?" Gale said with a reproachful look on his face, "He was in the New World, and he held you when you were a child."

Fu Fu hugged her head, and some vague and strange childhood memories buried deep in her brain emerged.

A short and fat figure, a high-pitched howl, a strange dance, a huge hat on fire

Ah! My brain is itchy!

Gale opened the wooden box in his hand solemnly, and the moment the cover was lifted, a dazzling golden light flashed.

"Put it on! The golden mask of the Qimian tribe! From today on, you are also a glorious Qimian tribe!"

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