Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

There was once a group of strange-faced tribesmen who mistakenly entered a huge cave deep underground.

They found countless gold and treasures in the underground caves, and they happily used these treasures to decorate their masks.

The gods of the earth appeared.

She has a body made of gold and crown-like horns. With a gentle breath, the gold and treasures will turn into golden-red juice and be draped on her body.

Some of the strange-faced people left in horror.

Others, braver ones, followed in the god's footsteps, dyeing their masks and weapons golden with her gold, and henceforth called themselves the Golden Clan.

They live in underground caves and have reproduced for countless years.

One day, a young golden odd-faced tribe full of curiosity left the gold-covered earth corridor on a whim.

It kept walking up, passing through caves one after another. Finally, it saw a light that it had never seen before.

It continued to climb up along the light. When it got out of the hole, it was greeted by dazzling sunlight and a new world that was so vast that it frightened it.

The young Qimian clan wants to go back to the familiar golden land.

But at this moment, the entire land shook violently, and the caves and passages they came from completely collapsed.

As a strange creature that is good at digging, it can always find its way home if it takes long enough.

But it didn't dare to do this. It believed that its behavior had offended the gods of the earth, and it could only go back after obtaining the gods' forgiveness.

At a loss what to do, it wandered in the wasteland.

The strange golden masks and golden weapons attract the wandering strange-faced tribe.

They surrounded it and listened to its stories about the Golden Land and the Earth Gods.

Since then, a new strange-faced tribe has appeared in the wasteland of the Big Ant Mound. Their leader comes from the Golden Land and is a priest of the earth god.

"Well"

Gordon looked at the frustrated Golden Strange Face Clan who was kneeling on the ground with a strange expression, "So, this guy just became the leader of this group of Strange Face Clan in such a muddle-headed way?"

Mr. Monroe shrugged, "Don't forget, the civilization of the Strange Face Tribe is still in a relatively primitive stage (referring to the common use of rocket launchers).

Miraculous origins and experiences, golden masks given by gods, legends of earth gods, etc., these already have the embryonic form of religion.

If it could work harder, come up with a doctrine, and then send people around to preach more.

It is possible to unify the entire Great Ant Mound Wasteland and even the Strange Face Clan from further afield.

After all, ‘It has come to this earthly world more than sixteen thousand sunsets’, well, that’s what it said. "

"Good guy, how many years has this been?" Gordon leaned back tactically.

Herta replied casually: "Forty years ago."

"Oh! It's been so long."

"It's a bit pitiful that I haven't been able to go back since I was young." Hayata sighed.

Gordon didn't have much empathy, "So, what does this have to do with commanding the Strange Face Tribe to rob the ore?

I remember Gaba said before that it was for tribute or something? Will the god of the earth appear again? "

Gordon has little respect for the so-called gods. In his opinion, the so-called god of the earth is most likely an ancient dragon living underground.

"I asked about this just now."

The experienced orc scholar stroked his beard and said: "It said that more than half a year ago, it received the 'guidance from the anger of the earth god', and it believed that this was the god asking for tribute.

As long as the tribute satisfies the gods, it can return to its hometown. "

Gordon became more interested. He thought of the twin sisters in Yanhuo Village, "God's guidance? Can it still resonate with that 'god'?"

Monroe said quietly: "At the time it mentioned, there was an earthquake in the Great Ant Mound Wasteland. That's what it should be referring to."

Gordon grinned, "Is this the guidance? No wonder it's anger, it's so direct."

After saying that, Gordon felt someone poke his thigh, looked down and saw that it was a pork chop.

"Gordon, meow! Do you remember the story the commander-in-chief told you, meow? It also happened more than forty years ago, meow!"

Gordon was startled when he heard this.

At that time, the commander-in-chief did not speak in detail, and he did not listen carefully. He lost his mind after listening, so he did not make any associations.

After being reminded by the pork chop, he suddenly realized that the two things were probably the same thing.

Gordon thought for a moment and asked: "Mr. Monroe, if I give it something it wants very much at this time, given the character of the Strange Face Clan, will they appreciate it?"

"Yes. Although the Qimian clan has a bad temper, they are still quite simple. If you give them good things, they will treat you as a friend."

Monroe looked at Gordon curiously, "So what are you going to give it? Isn't it going to be your sword?"

".How is that possible?"

Gordon took out his hunter's notebook. He hadn't taken it out since the last time he put the piece of gold in it. He still wanted to use it as a bookmark.

Take out the gold piece and hand it to the depressed Golden Face Clan.

The Golden Strange Face Clan raised his head, but could no longer move his eyes.

It trembled and took the gold piece, stroking the complex lines on it, as if it was about to pull it away at any time.

"Gah ah ah ah -!"

The Golden Strange Face Clan suddenly jumped up like crazy, rolled a few times after landing on the ground, jumped up again, waved its hands and feet, and danced a strange dance.

Seeing this, the surrounding Qimian tribe also started dancing.

Monroe looked at the cheering group of strange-faced people and said to Gordon in surprise: "It seems that you have indeed come up with something amazing.

Look at them like this, this is no longer a matter of friendship, you will gain their gratitude.

Perhaps, the entire investigation team will benefit from it. For your sake, they should not attack our people again in the future. "

After shouting wildly for a while, the Golden Face Clan rushed over again, hugged Gordon's thigh, and yelled again.

"It kept saying thank you, and said that you brought it the key to home, and that you were a messenger of God, um." Mr. Monroe translated.

Gordon was a little uncomfortable with the enthusiasm of the strange-faced tribe. "It seems that the 'God of the Earth' it spoke of was really the 'Golden Mother Goddess of the Earth' that the Commander-in-Chief and the others encountered back then."

Herta's eyes were shining, obviously she was extremely interested in the past events Gordon mentioned.

Hayata heard Gordon talk about encountering ancient dragon people by chance. She said funnyly: "You always say that I am lucky. Isn't your luck very good this time?"

"Hey, it's just once in a while."

After a while, the Golden Strange Face Tribe finally calmed down and pulled off the animal tooth necklace hanging around his neck and handed it to Gordon.

Monroe explained on the side: "Keep it, take this thing with you, the strange-faced tribe in the New World should not attack you.

The tribes on the Big Ant Mound Desert side will even take the initiative to come over and help you when you fight. "

"What if I got this necklace from hunting?" Gordon asked curiously.

".They have their own way of identifying. If you wear a blood-stained necklace, you will be attacked by them in groups." Monroe was a little helpless at the hunters' brain circuits.

The Golden Strange Face Clan shouted again, and the surrounding Strange Face Clan also cheered together.

"Oh? It seems that I can't leave these days." The experienced orc scholar adjusted his hat.

"What's the meaning?"

"It said that the time has come. They will hold the Strange Face Clan's sacrifice on the full moon night in two days' time and offer tribute to the 'gods of the earth'. The priest invites us to participate."

"The conflict here should have been resolved, so do we still want to participate in this festival?" Hayata asked.

"of course yes!"

Herta and Mr. Monroe said in unison.