Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 98 Crash Landing and Naguli Village

Ignoring the almost crazy professor, Gordon quietly stared at the great life in front of him.

He knew that Lan Long was also looking at him. This intuition came out of nowhere and made no sense, but he believed it firmly.

Riding the wind and thunder and slowly "swimming" to the airship, Lan Long raised his head gracefully, and his pair of silver-white giant eyes with invisible pupils were exuding a coercion that ordinary creatures could not resist.

Pork Chop and Lao Hei simply fainted, but Professor and Alva, who looked much thinner, persisted.

The two of them were completely immersed in their own world, even forgetting their fear. Even if someone put a knife to their necks, they would not pay attention.

Gordon held onto the side of the boat and looked at Lan Long silently, but his heart felt calmer than ever before. The deafening thunder and wind seemed to have gone away from him.

The entire scene became still, until a burst of laughter broke the silence.

"Hahahaha, it's done!"

The professor held the pieces of parchment high, rolled them into paper tubes, and then Alva carefully put them into the metal mailbox, tightened them with all his strength, and then buckled the belt carefully, "I will die without regrets!"

Lanlong's attention was attracted by the professor for a moment, and Gordon clearly noticed that the purple-red light spots on his body brightened for a moment, but then dimmed and returned to their original appearance.

"Tianjin is in trouble!" Gordon suddenly shouted. His voice was not high, but the determination in his voice was conveyed to Lan Long, who turned his eyes to him again.

"One day, I will challenge you."

Alva and the professor looked at him inexplicably, wondering where he got his confidence.

Lan Long stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly turned around and cruised around the airship at a speed that was difficult for human eyes to see clearly. The air flow he brought up formed a small whirlwind and made the airship creak.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Lanlong returned to its original position. With a slight swing of its slender tail, the small cyclone that had just formed dissipated instantly, and the violently trembling airship returned to calm.

The gorgeous spiny fins and long tail spread out, and the purple-red spots hidden under the cloud-white body gradually lit up. It raised its head and neck high, like a god overlooking the heaven and earth.

"Woo~"

Following a long and clear roar, silver-white light condensed in its slightly opened mouth.

It's breath!

The violent airflow rotating at high speed envelops the high-temperature and high-pressure water vapor. The silver-white breath is like a sharp sword in the hands of the gods. It passes by the airship and breaks the insubstantial storm cloud wall into a huge hole.

Immediately afterwards, a gentle but powerful stream of air spurted out from the tip of Lanlong's nose, pushing the airship quickly through the hole opened by his breath and away from the whirlpool of the storm.

The airship that had escaped from the storm was on the verge of disintegration. The light gas in the airbag began to leak, and the airship gradually lost its buoyancy and staggered down.

The professor regained hope of survival and woke up the unconscious Lao Hei, and took Gordon and the others to maximize the output of the propeller. While abandoning all the heavy supplies, he tried hard to turn the rudder and did everything possible to slow down the speed of the airship's fall.

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Following a violent collision that swept through the whole body, the airship finally managed to land successfully thanks to the efforts of everyone.

Looking at the land not far away where a huge ravine was plowed by the mist dragon's breath, Gordon lost consciousness.

The airship made an emergency landing at the eastern edge of the Metabe jungle.

The strong impact during the emergency landing caused everyone on the airship to fall into a coma, even Gordon, who was in the best physical condition, was no exception.

Thanks to the remaining aura of Lan Long, it intimidated the monsters and beasts in the mountains and fields, causing them to hide far away and not dare to approach. Otherwise, what is the difference between falling into a coma in the wild and putting yourself on the monster's dinner table?

But even so, the group was quite miserable.

The rolling collision during the emergency landing left Alva and the professor with multiple fractures all over their bodies, causing them to fall into a deep coma and unable to move independently.

If it weren't for the bottles of recovery medicine that Gordon carried with him, they might not even have been able to survive the arrival of the rescue team.

Lao Hei broke an arm and grimaced in pain, but thanks to his familiarity with airship supplies, he found the signal flare for help and sent out a distress signal in time.

Gordon and Pork Chop, who were strong and experienced in impact resistance, were fine. Under their protection, the group lit a bonfire and stayed at the wreckage of the airship, spending two days without any danger until the rescue team arrived.

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With the help of the team's doctors, the professor and Alva quickly recovered from the danger and regained consciousness.

The professor, who was covered in splints and bandages as big as a ball and could not move, was the most excited one in the team. The old guy lying on the Herbivorous Dragon Car held the mailbox and giggled all day long.

Not because he was lucky enough to survive, but because he obtained the most coveted thing for a paleontologist - ecological information about ancient dragons!

For this piece of information, even if you die immediately, you can shout "It doesn't matter if you die", let alone suffer a little injury?

Alva was also very excited. He heard from the professor that the contribution he made in participating in the observation of Ramosaurus and improving the ecological data of ancient dragons was almost enough for him to become a full-time member of the Paleontology Scrivener Team.

Becoming a formal member of the Scrivener Team means you are eligible to actively apply to go to the mountains and investigate the monster ecology!

This has always been his dream.

After asking the rescue team, Gordon found out that the place where the airship crashed was actually not too far from Naguli Village, which is almost the same distance from Kokot Village to Minagard City.

However, in order to avoid aggravating the injuries of the wounded, the convoy did not move very fast, and it took more than ten days to actually arrive at Naguli Village.

As soon as the rescue convoy arrived at Naguli Village, the professor immediately contacted the local Ancient Dragon Observation Bureau and members of the Wang Li Paleontological Scrivener Team and asked them to prepare the airship as quickly as possible. He was going to report to the headquarters of the Ancient Dragon Observation Bureau in East Doruma.

and data archiving.

Lao Hei and Alva could have temporarily stayed in Naguli Village to recuperate, but the extremely hot environment here was really not suitable for recuperation, so they boarded the airship to East Doruma with the professor.

Looking at the airship now, Gordon felt his legs were shaking. He could only wish them a safe journey.

Naguli Village is located at the foot of the volcano and is not much larger than the Kokot Village where Gordon was born.

This is a village belonging to craftsmen.

"Hot" was Gordon's first impression of this village. It was even built directly on a lava river! The golden-red magma poured into the workshop along the river, providing a steady stream of energy for the workshop's crucibles and boilers.

of high temperature.

A huge workshop shaped like a human head wearing a helmet was built, which looked particularly distinctive under the red light of the magma. Between light and darkness, it seemed as if the volcano was breathing.

The workshop was very lively, and Gordon stopped for a moment. The whirring of the blower supplying oxygen and the clanking of the hammer could be heard constantly, even worse than the workshop in Minagard.

"Aha! Strange boy, what's the matter?"

The bold and loud voice exploded behind Gordon, and his big heart couldn't help being shocked, and even the hair on the pork chop and tail exploded.

Looking back, he saw a short, stocky old man with an iron helmet on his head and his long gray beard combed into an exaggerated horn shape.

"Huh?"

Gordon turned his head again and looked at the workshop built to look like a human head.

Iron helmet, goggles, big nose, horn-shaped beard.

Exactly the same!

(End of chapter)