Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 165 Fishing Guys in the Swamp

Gordon was speechless.

In terms of rules and mission procedures, the behavior Aziz mentioned is against the regulations of the Hunter Guild.

But in fact, many hunters have done this, and it can indeed save a lot of trouble.

Anhil, who had even done more serious "escapes", didn't care so much. He continued to ask: "Besides this 'small shrimp shell', are there any other materials needed?"

If they can be collected in the swamp, we will collect them all together, and we can make new armor directly when we arrive in East Doruma."

Feng Ying looked at Aziz expectantly.

Aziz habitually wanted to touch his bun, but found that he was wearing a helmet, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Um, I remember that I also need a few 'water dragon fins'. The rest are just some common materials, such as chanchite, sticky termites and so on."

"Hmm, water dragon? Sure enough, we also need to hunt large monsters, which is more troublesome. Poaching has anti-guild rules, so you can't mess around." Gordon said thoughtfully.

"Water dragon? Is it a flying dragon monster?" An image of a giant dragon spraying water waves appeared in Feng Ying's mind.

"It seems that there are no water dragons in the Western Continent." Gordon said with a smile: "The water dragon is an ichthyosaur monster, not a flying dragon. It is quite large and usually lives in the water. It is a very troublesome existence among three-star monsters.

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"Sounds a bit like the 'Diva of the Underworld' Mermaid Dragon?"

"What's that!"

Aziz, who seemed extremely excited when he heard the word "fish", asked excitedly: "Is it also a fish? Is it big? Is it delicious?"

Feng Ying recalled: "Hmm, I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I heard from the hunters in the village that it's not too big, looks like a human, can sing, can make people fall asleep and so on."

The expressions of the other three people suddenly became subtle, and they imagined the image of a mermaid in their minds.

Respect this magical nature?

With their own goals, even if they were just incidental goals, the group's trip in the swamp became much more fulfilling.

In the next few days, searching for traces of the shield crab swarm, tracking and attacking them became Feng Ying's main job.

If everyone helps, the efficiency may be improved a lot.

But Gordon insisted that this was an opportunity to train Feng Ying, and abided by the principle that "hunters should obtain their own equipment" and chose to watch.

In the end, it evolved into Feng Ying riding Amber to conquer the shield crab swarm alone, collecting shield crab head shell fragments that can be used to prove the results of the expedition.

The other three grown men and a cat were eating crab shells around the campfire and had a great time eating them, which was a weird scene with their mouths dripping with oil.

It is reasonable to exploit child labor.

Feng Ying felt aggrieved, but she was also easy to coax.

Gordon's Pork Chops and Aziz made various delicacies for her in various ways. Feng Ying's throat was filled with delicious food, and all her resentments were gone.

More than a week passed like this.

When the dull thunderous "booming" sound of water waves was heard, the fine water mist like drizzle rushed towards the face.

A huge river that bisected the largest swamp in the continent appeared in front of them.

At the three forks of the river, somewhere beside a bend with gentle water flow.

Gordon and his party each held a fishing rod and waited quietly for the fish to take the bait.

Feng Ying was the most impatient. She always wanted to pick up the hook every few dozen seconds to see if she had harvested anything. This also made her the only one among the people by the river who had not harvested anything.

"Why?" Feng Ying muttered.

"I told you to be patient. If you raise the rod too often, even if a fish approaches, it will be scared away by you." Gordon, who was sitting cross-legged on a large rock, said leisurely.

Fishing occasionally to relax and unwind is very purifying for the soul.

"You can put the fishing rod down first."

Anhil, who also gained a lot of money, said slowly and authentically: "Don't imitate Aziz in shaking the pole. He is imitating the movements of small fishes escaping in the water and luring big fish to take the bait. You can't learn it after just one or two moves."

As a novice, it is better to wait patiently for the float to sink before lifting the fishing rod up."

Feng Ying was a little dissatisfied, but looking at the net bags full of other people's feet, she couldn't help but be dissatisfied.

In the end, I had no choice but to put the fishing rod on the shelf, hold my cheeks and stare at the water in a daze, unconsciously humming the song of the Land of Fire:

"a~~yahi a~fuli u~~su~lehi ya~huxi u~~mi~yati ha~~~"

The little girl's thin and soft voice was very pleasant. Although they could not understand the meaning, it did not prevent Gordon and the others from enjoying this song that was full of the style of the Western Continent.

What's going on is that the more I listen, the more sleepy I feel?

At this moment, the buoy in front of Feng Ying suddenly sank.

"The buoy has moved, lift the rod!" Aziz, the most serious fishing among the group, suddenly reminded.

Feng Ying was stunned for a second, and then immediately picked up the fishing rod. This time, she finally got something.

A small fry, barely half the size of a palm, was jumping around on the fishhook.

Feng Ying: "."

"Hah, ha, ha, ha!" Gordon couldn't help laughing loudly.

"Put it back, give it back to nature, and wait for it to grow up one day." Azzi looked at Feng Ying with a smile and encouraged, "It doesn't matter whether it's a big fish or a small fish, as long as you get started, the rest will be easy!

Oh, the fish are here too!"

As he said that, Aziz lifted the rod hard, and the fishing line tightened instantly, and the fishing rod was pulled out in a heavy arc that made people doubt that it would break in the next second.

After a period of slipping and pulling the fish, Aziz finally picked up a giant spring night carp that was more than 100 centimeters long.

"Haha! What a harvest! Was it the catch attracted by little sister Feng Ying's singing?"

Feng Ying: "."

She puffed up her mouth, dropped her fishing rod and ran away angrily.

"Where are you going?" Gordon quickly put down his fishing rod and turned around to ask.

“Find a bait that’s more suitable for catching big fish!”

"Bait for catching big fish?" Gordon looked at Aziz in confusion, "What kind of bait is suitable for catching big fish?"

As long as the question is about fishing, Aziz answers seriously, "Animal liver, fake bait, small fish are all acceptable, but it depends more on skill and luck."

Gordon shrugged and had no intention of chasing Feng Ying back.

Just let her go, she is a hunter after all, not an ordinary child who is defenseless.

Feng Ying left for a long time, and after more than half an hour, she came back carrying a huge frog as big as a plate.

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Gordon stared at her speechlessly, "Are these the lunch ingredients you prepared for us?"

Feng Ying imitated Gordon's usual expression and bared her teeth, "No, these are ingredients for big fish."

Saying that, Feng Ying hung the fishhook on the giant frog's chin, then kicked it into the river.

Regarding Feng Ying's childish behavior, the three Gordons were speechless.

Aziz, who had a certain obsession with fishing, opened his mouth and murmured to himself: "That's not how you catch big fish. How big of a fish can it eat?"

The words have not yet fallen.

The fishing rod in Feng Ying's hand jerked forward, and she was almost pulled into the river before she could react.

She quickly put her feet on a raised boulder to temporarily stabilize her body. She shouted, "Bit, hook, hook! A big fish is coming!"

The fishing rod, which was only as thick as an egg, broke into two pieces within a few seconds. Thanks to Az's quick eyesight and quick hands, he quickly stretched out his spear and put it on the fishing line and quickly circled it several times to replace the fishing rod, and it could barely hold on.

Gordon Anhill also quickly rushed over to help. The four of them worked together to drag the barrel of the spear and compete with the "big fish" in the river.

At this time, a huge colorful fin cut through the water, and its indigo back was looming.

Under the water, the vague giant shadow is so huge that it exceeds the concept of "fish". The visible part alone exceeds ten meters.

"Ha! Ganototos (Water Dragon)!" Az shouted with a loud laugh.

(End of chapter)