Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 296 Barbecue at the foot of the snow-capped mountains

No matter where the hunting ground is, it will be more dangerous at night.

In order to obtain longer daytime activities, hunters often choose to set out early in the morning, or even before dawn.

The same goes for Gordon and the others.

On the village road before dawn, Hayata was walking lightly, Pork Chop was walking lightly, Pandan had empty claws, and only Gordon was dragging a cart with a large barrel of Pork Chop on it.

The hard work was always his.

Gordon sighed.

Explosive bomb tactics are good for everything and are versatile. When combined with trap terrain, they can cause serious damage to monsters. The price is not too expensive for hunters who are out of the novice stage.

The only drawback is that it is cumbersome to carry.

It would be great if it could be put into a bag, taken out with one hand, or even thrown out casually.

Fortunately, the cart that Hayata borrowed from the villagers was very light, otherwise just transporting these four large barrel bombs to the hunting ground would have taken a lot of effort.

"Gordon Gordon!"

Xianglan ran up to Gordon and meowed, "Shen Meow?"

Gordon smiled happily and said, "It's okay, little Pandan. It's not too heavy for me, so I don't need help."

"Can I sit on it?"

Gordon's face darkened, "No, I'll let you do it later."

"No, meow."

Xianglan blinked her round eyes, "I am a weak therapy cat, a meow that cannot be pulled."

Gordon took a deep breath.

As he became more familiar with it, he became more and more able to understand the liver pain felt by Xianglan's sister Dianthus.

This little guy is really annoying sometimes, but when he really wants to teach him a lesson, he will hold his head and "meow" twice, but then he feels that he can't do it.

"Bang!"

"Meow!"

Pig Chop retracted its claws that knocked on Pandan's head. It was the only one who could ignore Panlan's look of pity and grab the latter to go behind the cart to help push the cart.

Gordon felt comfortable, not to mention how relaxed he could be, but at least he felt comfortable in his heart.

Hayata covered her mouth and chuckled.

Gordon asked her, "How far is it from here to the camp?"

Hayata thought for a while, "It's actually very close. The camp is in the basin tundra near the glacial lake. The straight-line distance is only a few kilometers.

The most important thing is that the terrain of the tundra is very flat, the straight-line distance is basically equal to the final distance, and it takes more than an hour to walk slowly to get there."

"Oh, that's easy." Gordon's steps became brisker.

It is really rare for a human village to be so close to a hunting ground. It is very likely that large monsters will wander nearby and pose a threat to the village.

The fact that Bokai Village has been able to survive safely from ancient times to this day seems to indicate that the "heritage of Bokai Village" mentioned by Mr. Amos is indeed very extraordinary.

Gordon and his party descended the mountain trail, and what came into view was the open tundra that Hayata mentioned.

The snow two days ago has not completely melted, but traces of cold-resistant moss and grass blades can be seen under the remaining snow.

The herbivorous dragons, mammoths and other herbivorous animals that feed on this are wandering around, seizing every moment to eat and store fat for the coming harsh winter.

"So many herbivores?"

Gordon was a little surprised, "The biological resources of this tundra are too rich. It seems that ordinary people can hunt a lot of meat here.

Not to mention the large mammoth herbivorous dragons, there are also quite a few spirit deer that can be caught with just one trap."

Hayata explained: "It is late autumn now, with more than half a month left, and the severe winter covered by heavy snow is coming.

During this period of time, herbivores throughout the Frasia region will concentrate on this tundra to forage and reproduce, which is why they are so densely populated.

Logically speaking, this is also the best time for snow mountain residents to store supplies for the winter, but..."

Gordon suddenly made a "warning" gesture.

Hayata immediately stopped talking, put his palm on the hilt of the flying dragon sword behind him, and looked around cautiously.

Gordon put down the cart, walked quickly to a patch of half-dried moss, and squatted down.

There, there was a huge paw print.

The claw marks were so deep that the tips of the claws dug into the ground for more than half a meter. You must know that the ground here is not soft mud like wetlands, but frozen solid frozen soil.

After briefly observing the formation, Gordon stood up and said, "It's Honglong's footprints, but they should have been left a few days ago.

This place is only two or three kilometers away from the village, so it’s no wonder that the village chief’s mother-in-law doesn’t dare to let everyone leave the village. Ordinary people would risk their lives by coming here.”

"Will it be around here?" Hayata asked slightly nervously.

"Shouldn't be here now."

Gordon pointed at the groups of herbivorous dragons and mammoths surrounding him, "Honglong is not the kind of silent lurker, the 'absolutely strong' is always rampant.

If it had been nearby, all the herbivores around it would have been gone, and it wouldn't be so peaceful."

"It is true that when the white dragon and snow lion appear, they will all fly away." Hayata put down the hand holding the handle of the knife.

Gordon returned to the cart and said, "It shouldn't be too far from the camp, right?"

Hayata nodded and replied: "It's about three or four kilometers away. We'll be there soon."

"OK."

Gordon licked his lips and said, "Pig Chop, go get a spirit deer. Remember to choose a male. It is a rule not to kill female animals during the breeding season."

"Okay meow!"

Pork Chop and Pandan rushed towards several spiritual deer, driving the deer to flee in all directions, and soon they returned together carrying a fat and strong male spiritual deer.

Helping the others to chop the pork and throw the spirit deer onto the cart, Hayata asked with a smile: "Senior Gordon, are you preparing to barbecue?"

"Yes, there are so many prey around, it would be a shame not to grill something."

Gordon pulled up the cart again, "Let's go faster, get to the camp early, and start barbecue early!"

"OK."

"Meow meow!"

In the hunter camp at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, the smell of barbecue fills the air.

The venison was peeled and washed with the water of the ice lake and cut into large pieces. It was hung on a skewer on the barbecue grill and grilled slowly.

The rich autumn fat turned into shiny grease and fell under the licking of the flames, exploding into a cloud of fragrant smoke.

Gordon hummed a barbecue song while sprinkling seasonings on it, and finally sprinkled a lot of chili peppers.

“It’s baked just right!”

Gordon raised the barbecue iron and cheered ceremonially.

Hayata and the two Ellu cats also raised the tableware in their hands, waiting for the meal to be served.

"Why are there so many chili peppers?" Pandan sneezed.

"Because in the snowy mountains, eating something spicy can ward off the cold."

Gordon smiled and distributed the barbecue to everyone, "Eat as much as you can. Physical energy is depleted quickly in cold areas, so eating a belly full of fatty barbecue will last you until at least the afternoon."

By the way, I'll take the leftover meat with me in separate portions. I'm afraid I won't be able to carry enough food, so we can save on emergency supplies if we can.

Now, let’s eat!”

The two men and two cats devoured the food voraciously. They were already in the hunting ground, so there was no need to pay attention to elegance. Even Hayata's mouth was full of oil.

After filling their stomachs, they ran to the lake to clean themselves up. Everyone was still a little unsatisfied.

The hot and plump roasted venison was really delicious, but I really couldn’t eat it anymore.

Gordon exhaled and looked serious, "Check the equipment and props. Bring enough hot drinks, healing potions, and food. Don't forget traps, flash bombs, and ghost medicine and hardening pills.

Xianglan, your reply flute was just made yesterday, so don’t fiddle with it over and over again.

Share some flash bombs with Pork Chop. In an emergency, you can first throw flash bombs to disrupt the monster's sight, and then treat your companions.

After all inspections are completed, take a final fifteen-minute rest and then set off!”

(End of chapter)