Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

The plan went incredibly well.

In fact, it is not surprising. To put it bluntly, it is just a survivor bias.

For monsters growing up in the wild, there is no concept of "whether the food has been poisoned".

And the unlucky guys who have been tricked will basically not live to pass this painful experience on to future generations.

Even the Big Wild Boar King himself didn't realize at this time that someone had poisoned him. He simply thought that he accidentally ate the poisonous mushroom.

It instinctively lay down on its stomach, which is the most common method used by wild creatures when they are poisoned—relying on their strong physique and metabolic ability to survive.

A few paralyzing mushrooms and poisonous mushrooms are not enough to kill it, at most it will be uncomfortable for a while.

But Gordon will not give it a chance to recover properly.

Standing up from the bushes where he was hiding, he threw a colored ball on the head of the big wild boar king with his hands, then turned around and ran away.

Faced with this sudden change, Big Wild Boar King was stunned for two seconds before he could react.

The little eyes became red with blood, and it roared and got up, and took a step forward to rush towards the hateful figure, trampling him into meatloaf.

However, paralyzing mushrooms and poisonous mushrooms have begun to work.

It felt that its body was a little disobedient, and before running a few steps forward, it slammed into the rotten wood all over the forest. Amidst the sawdust splashing, the roar of the big wild boar king could be heard endlessly.

This made it necessary to stop.

Rather than deal with that nasty guy, let's wait until the body returns to normal.

Shaking his big head, the pungent dye ball liquid was thrown everywhere, and the smell was strong.

Its sense of smell was greatly affected, and it could only rely on its pair of small eyes that were not very keen to scan around vigilantly, beware of that guy appearing again.

A few minutes passed, and the hateful hunter did not show up.

Thinking that the opponent had already run away, the big wild boar king got down again, ready to take a good rest and decompose the toxin.

When it just lay down and just fell asleep in a daze.

An agile figure came out of the shadows in the forest again without a sound.

Gordon held a hunter's knife and approached the big wild boar king from behind.

Focusing on the wound on the latter's leg that hadn't fully healed, he adjusted his breathing and accumulated strength. In the next second, continuous slashing attacks erupted instantly.

Chop down! Up! Chop again!

He hit the original wound three times in a row with precision, and successfully tore open the gap that had stopped bleeding, expanded, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Awakened by the sudden sharp pain, the Big Wild Boar King howled and struggled to get up, but his formerly powerful limbs were very uncoordinated at this moment, and it was difficult to even turn over.

Gordon, on the other hand, gritted his teeth and squeezed every ounce of strength in his muscles, swinging the knife as hard as he could. This was the best opportunity to attack.

He must cause enough serious damage to the opponent. Only in this way can he try to close the gap in hard power between the two.

The fine serrations on the blade of the Pian-Shoujian cut the skin and muscles of the big wild boar king time and time again.

Maybe it was the effect of the poisonous mushrooms, or maybe it was because the opponent was resting and his muscles were relaxing. Gordon felt that the meat of the Big Wild Boar King seemed not as hard as yesterday.

This is good news. In just a few seconds, the big wild boar king's left hind leg became bloody.

The poisonous mushroom juice smeared on the blade also seeped into the flesh and blood of the former's wound in a small amount. These toxins could not poison the huge Big Wild Boar King, but they could inhibit the healing of the wound to a certain extent.

"Roar, ouch, ouch!" The deafening roar made Gordon subconsciously cover his ears.

The big wild boar king was furious again.

Steam-like white smoke spewed out from its nostrils, and both eyes and nose began to turn red.

With a large amount of adrenaline being secreted, it temporarily regained control of its body, and its huge body of tons "bounced" off the ground at an unbelievable speed.

Gordon, who was affected by the roar and did not react immediately, was kicked by the big wild boar king's heels, staggered a few steps backwards, and nearly fell.

Fortunately, the big wild boar king's kick in a hurry was not very strong.

Under the protection of the leather armor, Gordon felt like he had been punched in the side ribs. The sharp dull pain dazzled him, but it didn't make him lose his ability to move.

At this moment, the big wild boar king had already turned around.

It moved like an overwound tin toy, three minutes faster than usual.

Amidst the panting sound of "wheeze, wheeze", the huge fangs that grew longer than Gordon's whole body followed the movement of the big wild boar king to raise his head vigorously, and poked straight at him.

Throw forward forcefully to the side and roll over.

The agility developed through hard training helped him to avoid this fatal blow occasionally.

After getting up, he even had time to turn around and stab the big wild boar king, leaving a long and narrow cut on the latter's side.

The big wild boar king roared again.

The huge fangs swept across, and Gordon jumped back in time, successfully resolving the big wild boar king's counterattack.

Gordon grinned, a confident smile appearing on his face.

For the first time, he discovered that the Big Wild Boar King was actually not that scary.

Rough skin and thick flesh, great strength, extremely fast charging speed in a straight line, and faster turning speed than ordinary big wild boars, these are the advantages of the big wild boar king.

But in the agility of small-scale maneuvers, he still has the advantage!

While the pair of heavy and long giant teeth are an advantage, isn't it a burden?

I have roughly grasped the attack distance of the fangs, next, it will not be so easy to be attacked by you!

While the Big Wild Boar King, who had failed to attack, adjusted his posture, Gordon did not attack directly, but chose to push back a certain distance.

Seeing that the distance was widened, the big wild boar king decisively launched a charge.

Unlike the fear he felt when he faced the big wild boar Wang Zhutu for the first time yesterday, he only had calmness in his heart at this time.

When the giant tooth was about to approach, Gordon jumped out of the roll and successfully avoided the pig's protrusion. Then he didn't get up in a hurry, but continued to roll forward in a circle.

The whistling sound of the wild boar king's fangs waving from behind his ears let him know that he had guessed right.

Once this guy's charge is dodged, he will immediately turn his head and swing his teeth to fill in the blow. Yesterday, he was hit by this trick and was sent flying.

And then, there will be a gap of several seconds!

Even with the muscle strength of the Big Wild Boar King, he had to make some adjustments after a series of actions such as charging continuously, turning around forcefully, and waving his fangs.

This is the time to launch your own attack!

Gordon strode closer, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the side of the big wild boar king's head, and swiped two swift and sharp knives like lightning, adding two new wounds to the latter.

Afterwards, he did not take advantage of the victory to continue attacking, but jumped back without hesitation.

The words that the instructor had emphasized countless times echoed in his mind:

Monsters are not wooden stake targets, and will not give you the opportunity to continue attacking. You must know where to stop. At least half of the hunters who died in battle died from "greedy knives".

Sure enough, the next second after he opened the distance, the big wild boar king swung his giant teeth arrogantly again, sweeping across the position where he was standing just now.

The strong wind from the huge fangs blew the ends of his hair. Gordon laughed and rushed forward again.