Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Even though you are traveling in a way of flying and resting for a while, you will still feel tired after traveling for a long time.

Especially Hertha.

After arriving in the New World, she has been to the wild many times, but her physical fitness cannot be improved quickly in a month or two.

Not to mention being compared with hunters, there is also a big gap compared with mature investigators.

The pain in the left arm joint used for hanging the hook lock is bursting, which is a symptom of muscle strain.

However, Herta didn't even notice this. Her attention was completely attracted by the magical desert in front of her that was completely different from any other area in the Old World.

There was no sight of yellow sand filling the sky and dunes everywhere as expected.

Countless strange-shaped wind-eroded giant rocks, as well as those tower-shaped ant mounds that can be seen everywhere, are the absolute protagonists of this wasteland.

It is really hard to imagine how much effort and patience those transport ants, which are no bigger than a human palm, have to put in to build these giant ant mounds like small hills in the wasteland.

When everyone flew through a long and narrow canyon winding between huge rock platforms, a signal came from Mr. Monroe.

The pterosaurs began to land, and finally landed on the edge of the inconspicuous canyon.

After giving the pterosaurs a signal to let them rest and hunt, Monroe waved to everyone.

"follow me."

Gordon and others followed Monroe for a walk, and then saw him climbing on a clump of dry land vines and descending into the small canyon less than ten meters deep.

Herta had an accident while climbing the vines. Her left arm was a little strained and strained. Her arm came loose and she almost fell. Fortunately, Hayata beside her reached out in time to help her, which prevented her from falling.

"Sorry, it was me who held me back. Thank you for your help." Heta, who had gone down to the small canyon without any danger, thanked Hayata with some shame.

"Don't worry about it." Hayata waved her hand with a smile, and said to Pig Chop: "Pig Chop, check Herta after we get to the camp. She may have a strain."

"Good meow."

"The camp will be here soon." Mr. Monroe adjusted the luggage, which was larger than his whole body, and turned around and said, "It's right in front."

This was the time when the sunlight was strongest in the afternoon, and everyone who was blinded by the glare could not help but speed up their pace.

It was a narrow cave on the canyon wall. The location was quite hidden. There were vines hanging down from the entrance, so you could climb in.

Several people entered the cave one after another. Inside was a large grotto. The top of the grotto was not completely closed, making the interior cool and well-lit.

Deep in the cave, there is a clear pool, and the undulating water surface proves that this is still living water.

“This is the central camp in the Great Anthill Wasteland. Although it is still a little far away from where the attack occurred, it is already the closest camp.

When people from the investigation team come to the Big Ant Mound, they often come to this camp to camp and rest.

There is also a camp located in the southwest forest belt, which is the closest to the star stronghold. "Monroe briefly introduced everyone while unloading the huge backpack behind him.

Gordon and others also unloaded dry food and other supplies and stored them in storage boxes in the camp.

"It's already afternoon. I rushed to the scene of the incident to investigate. How about taking a good rest today and starting the official operation tomorrow?" The experienced orc scholar asked everyone for their opinions.

"Of course." Gordon pinched his chin, "I saw an oasis nearby when I landed. I'm going to see if I can catch some prey."

Monroe nodded, "I'll go with you, there are occasionally Detel from the wasteland guardian clan around here.

If you are lucky enough to encounter them, you may be able to find out something about the strange-faced tribe. "

"Then I will stay in the camp." Hayata said with a smile.

Herta pursed her lips, knowing that Hayata stayed to take care of her.

This made her feel even more like a burden.

After Gordon and Monroe left, Pork Chop asked Herta to take off her coat and examined her left arm like a professional doctor, "It's a strain, luckily it's not serious.

Don't exert any more force today, drink some recovery medicine, eat something nutritious at night, and have a good sleep, you will be fine when you wake up tomorrow morning. "

"Thanks."

Pandan, who was waiting aside, was like a violent nurse, pushing the bottle of recovery medicine into Herta's mouth, "Drink the medicine, meow!"

"Cough cough cough" Hertha coughed as she almost choked.

Hayata came over with a smile, pulled the skin of Pandan's cheek, and then helped Herta, who had difficulty moving her left arm, put on her coat.

"Gordon should be coming back later with a lot of meat. Do you want to go first and lie down in the tent for a while?"

"You don't have to take care of me that much." The proud Herta smiled bitterly.

She stared at her slender arms with no muscle lines for a while, then looked at Hayata, "Is there any way to quickly grow muscles?"

"Well?"

In the evening, Gordon and Monroe returned.

They brought back a fat elf deer and many edible fresh cacti.

Hayata and the others also lit a bonfire early and even set up a barbecue grill.

"Are you so sure that we will come back with meat?" Gordon unloaded the elf deer at the waterhole and asked while skinning and cleaning it.

Hayata rolled his eyes, "If you can't find a suitable prey, the Cephaloceratops will probably remove its tail and drag it back."

"hey-hey."

Gordon smiled and threw the offal that was not easy to handle into the pool, and he was not afraid of polluting the water source. This pool was living water, and there were many fish. Not long after the offal fell into the water, they were all snatched up.

"There are a lot of fish, but you didn't catch a few?" Gordon asked Pork Chop.

"I caught it, meow." Pig Chop licked his paws, "But it was already eaten by a certain pig meow."

"You are the pig meow!"

Pork Chop and Pandan started arguing again, and the entire cave camp became noisy.

Hayata fixed the processed elf deer on the grill with a smile, and a smile appeared on Herta's face, which was a little depressed.

Everyone gathered around the bonfire, grilling and eating, and the aroma of the heated oil wafted.

An elf deer weighing dozens of kilograms was completely eaten by four people and two cats.

After eating and drinking, Gordon and others originally wanted to go out for a walk. It was said that the night view of the Big Ant Mound Wasteland was unexpectedly beautiful, but considering that they still had business to do tomorrow, they went to bed early.

They will stay in the Big Ant Mound Wasteland for at least a few days, so there is still a chance.

The time went into the night like this.

A sneaky figure sneaked into this quiet camp silently.

It was not tall, less than one meter, with a stooped body, but its limbs were very similar to humans. On its head was a giant mask half the size of its body.

This is a strange-faced creature.

Different from those close relatives that breed in the Old World, its skin is bright red, and it doesn't look as skinny or even a little chubby like the odd-faced people in the wilds of the Old World.

It gently walked around Gordon, who was lying motionless on the ground, and came to the golden sword with inscriptions lying flat on the weapon rack.

"Gabaaaa!" the Qimian tribe cheered in a low voice.

He stretched out his hands and tried to lift the sword with the inscription, but the sword didn't move at all.

"Gaha?" The strange-faced tribe moved their limbs, held the hilt of the inscription sword with both hands, and tried their best to lift it up.

After a lot of effort, it finally lifted it up a little bit.

But before it could be happy, a sneer came from behind.

"Oh."

The strange-faced tribe turned around stiffly.

Two hunters and two Elu with fluorescent eyes were surrounding it, staring at him.

"Hehehe. The clues are delivered to the door."