Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 401 Robbers Deep in the Cave

After returning to the camp, Ted spent a long time scrubbing and wiping his beloved blaster dragon armor bit by bit.

Of course, it is washed downstream of the glacier, and food is washed upstream.

At dinner, in order to make up for the psychological trauma, Tedhu ate Heese, and most of the pork chop dinner that he had worked so hard to prepare went into his stomach.

Seeing that only half of the dozen or so Poisonous Dragon cubs brought back to the camp were missing, Gordon only felt lucky.

Fortunately, there were still many left in the cave, otherwise they might not be able to bring back a few.

When they left the camp the next day, everyone was in bad mood, especially Gordon, who was in the same tent as Ted, and yawned constantly.

Someone who was full last night snored for the first half of the night and snored for the rest of the night. The snoring sounded throughout the camp. If it hadn't been so cold outside the tent, he would have froze to death.

Gordon would throw him out no matter what.

They had walked back and forth on this route to the cave several times, and no matter who was leading the way, the entire team was moving forward with considerable efficiency.

The Qimian Tribe and Ellu were running around with their light bodies and quick and agile movements on the snow.

Babaka also found a large piece of curved bark, tied a rope to it, and built a simple sled, which would be convenient for transporting the poisonous dragon cub.

Then they started dragging and playing, taking turns pulling the sled across the snow.

The armor was so thick that every foot made a deep hole in the snow. Ted also wanted to sit on it and try it, but he was quickly chased off by three little guys.

It can't be dragged at all.

Ted gave up the idea of ​​laziness, and at this time, the group had arrived at the edge of the snow forest.

"Leave the sleigh here."

Gordon said to Pig Chop: "On rocky ground and in caves, this thing is a burden. We can install it after we move the baby poisonous dragon over."

"Good meow!"

Pig Chop tied the sled to a big tree, and everyone continued to move towards the cave.

After spending more than an hour, they finally arrived at the place where the poisonous dragon cub was stored yesterday.

This place is located quite deep inside the cave - since I was lazy yesterday and didn't move a little further to the cave exit, I will naturally have to put in more effort today.

However, when they actually came to the crevice where the "treasure was hidden", they discovered that the problem seemed to be more than just "putting more effort in".

".Meow?"

Pig Chop raised his head and stared blankly at the crevice in the rocks above that had turned into a big pit, and his beard trembled.

Ted couldn't help shouting: "Where's the poison dragon cub? Where's my uncle's bunch of delicious little cuties?"

"Shh."

Gordon let out a breath, signaling Ted to be quiet. He took a few steps back and stared at the large pit that was four or five meters above the ground.

Unsurprisingly, this is the work of some kind of large monster. It is powerful enough to break through the rock wall and feed on the poisonous dragon cubs hidden deep in the rock crevices.

At the same time, the sense of smell should also be extremely sharp.

Before leaving yesterday, the pork chop was covered with dyeing balls to cover up its smell, just to prevent small monsters like the Sleeping Dog Dragon with a keen sense of smell and good at jumping from finding and eating it.

And that kind of monster can actually distinguish the smell of a poisonous dragon cub from the pungent smell of dyed balls?

The latter obviously didn't have any obvious odor.

"Brother Ted, hold me up." Gordon whispered.

Ted nodded and squatted down with the big shield on his back. Gordon stepped on his knees and jumped onto the big shield to stand firm. Ted then roared and exerted his strength. While standing up, he pushed Gordon to the front of the pit.

There were some bloodstains in the pit.

Gordon originally thought that it belonged to the half-crushed poison dragon baby remaining in the pit, but after a little analysis, he found that it was not.

In the past few days, he had skinned and washed more than one or two poisonous monster dragon cubs, so he naturally knew what the blood of these little things looked like, at least it was not so dark red and sticky.

So, is it the blood of the "thief"?

Seeing that even if he hits his head and bleeds, he still has to violently break through the rock wall to get food, perhaps it is more appropriate to call him a "robber".

Immediately afterwards, Gordon dug out a small half of a dark yellow tooth fragment from the broken rock wall.

It should have been broken when the monster pushed hard and bit into the cracks in the stone.

He jumped back to the ground and showed the tooth fragments to his companions, "There is no doubt that it is a large carnivorous monster. I can't tell what it is. It may be some kind of large flying dragon."

Maka couldn't help but said: "But, a large flying dragon would be so entangled with those poisonous monster dragon cubs? It's not enough for them to eat a bite, right? And it has crawled into such a deep area of ​​​​the cave."

"Hard to say."

Gordon frowned and said: "Theoretically, any large monster with a keen sense of smell and powerful strength should not be obsessed with that little bit of meat.

Wouldn't it be much more efficient to just hunt down mammoths or snow deer?"

"Is it possible that the frozen soil is too barren and there is nothing to eat, so I'm starving?" Ted said casually.

Hayata shook his head and said: "In fact, the frozen soil is not barren. The cold-resistant mushrooms, grass roots, moss, berries, bark and twigs in the snow forest are all delicious meals for herbivores.

The climate and environment here are very different from those in Frasia, so it’s not like we can’t even support some spiritual deer and snow deer.”

"Yes, there are a lot of berries and moss in the forest. If you just pick them, you will get a lot of them." Pig Chop answered.

Gordon's expression suddenly became stiff, "Wait a minute, have you seen any herbivores in the past few days? Mammoth, snow deer, spirit deer, mushroom pig, herbivorous dragon, any of them."

The hunters looked at each other and shook their heads.

Ted rubbed his unshaven chin and added, "So, it was indeed too peaceful during the past two days while traveling back and forth.

Except for the two sleeping dog dragons that I knocked to death the day before yesterday, I didn't see any small monsters, and those two were also very thin."

Gordon, who had some guesses in his mind, squeezed the tooth fragment in his hand hard and said, "Some of the dye from the dye balls around the cracks in the stone should have stained that guy.

Pork chop, can you roughly confirm the direction in which the monster left?"

Pig Chop sniffed carefully from side to side for a while, nodded his head and said: "It's barely okay, it's probably going in that direction. Should we start tracking it?"

"Catch up! Kill that thief!" Ted was eager to try.

Gordon rejected Ted's proposal without hesitation, "No, we will return to the camp immediately and stay as far away from the target as possible. After returning to the camp, we will directly take the airship back."

Noticing Gordon's solemn and even nervous expression, Ted also became cautious.

"Brother Gordon, have you guessed who the thief is? Is he a dangerous monster?"

"Um."

Gordon tapped his chin, "Maka reminded me just now that except for the Poison Dragon, Strange Dragon and other cave-dwelling species with special habits, flying dragon species rarely enter such deep caves.

That would destroy their proud flying ability.

If you exclude flying dragon species.

The only ones with this kind of sense of smell, strength, height, and teeth of this shape should be large beasts and dragons."

"Beast dragon species" Ted muttered.

The blaster dragon that his armor material comes from is a beast-dragon monster, so it was a really tough battle.

Gordon paused and continued: "Take into account the fact that the surrounding animals have almost disappeared, the ferocious personality that is not willing to shed blood for the sake of stuttering, and the legend of the ice people about the 'evil that devours everything'.

The person wandering deep in the cave is probably that guy.

The seven-star dangerous monster, the gluttonous King of Terror—Ibiruju (the Tyrannosaurus Rex).”

Ps.

If イビルジョー is transliterated into Chinese characters, it looks weird (bushi

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