Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 410 What happened to Ted?

Hayata helped Maka and the others drag Ted back to the camp on a simple sled.

She didn't even enter the camp gate, but left a message, "Xianglan, please stay and help take care of Ted." Then she turned around and rushed into the vast snow forest again.

In order to rush back for support as quickly as possible, she ran at full speed throughout the entire journey. When she felt exhausted, she drank a bottle of walking pills to hold on.

It used to be a two-hour journey, but it only took her a little over an hour to return to the battlefield where she encountered the Frozen Gelong.

Except for some traces of battle, there is nothing here.

The falling snow dust covered most of the tracks, making it difficult for Hayata to confirm the direction in which Gordon and the others were leaving.

Her heart was beating wildly and she couldn't help shouting, "Senior Gordon!"

In the wind and snow, her echoing shouts did not spread too far.

She took two deep breaths and forced herself to calm down. She carefully recalled the trace analysis techniques that Amos and Gordon had taught her.

Through the large holes drilled by the frozen dragon in the glacier and the ground, and roughly confirming the direction of the battlefield migration, Hayata accelerated his pace and ran away.

On the way, a strange roar sounded in the distance, which made her expression become a little more serious.

This is obviously not the cry of Feng Gelong, so what could it be?

She didn't dare to think too much, so she could only speed up her pace as fast as she could and run towards the direction where the roar came from.

After turning the last corner of the glacier, under the ice cliff, a giant dark green figure covered in blood and scars, but still struggling to move, appeared vaguely in the flying snow foam.

The night sword [Moon Shadow] was unsheathed, Hayata held the long sword at an angle and charged at full speed.

However, when she rushed closer, her steps suddenly slowed down, and what caught her sight was this scene.

The hunter, whose armor was stained black and red with blood, pulled out the big sword that was also stained with blood from the chest of the giant beast.

He also commented in a low voice with sympathy, "What a sad ending."

"."

Hayata blinked and looked at the corpse of Feng Gelong in the ice pile beside him, and then at the dark green beast that was still twitching and moving, but it was obviously already on its deathbed.

"Senior Godordon? You, you killed them all by yourself?"

"Uh." Gordon didn't know how to explain it for a moment, "Well, you can put it that way.

What about that, Hayata, you came just in time, help me peel off the material together!"

On the empty boat on the return trip.

A large amount of materials for Dino Tyrannosaurus and Frogosaurus filled up the empty cargo bay that originally contained nothing.

The two Sterling Chamber of Commerce members who were responsible for piloting the airship said nothing, but kept muttering in their hearts.

Isn’t it a collection mission? Isn’t it that we are here to explore delicious food? It’s obvious that you are here to poach, right?!

But considering that these people are the eldest young master's friends, they naturally won't talk too much.

Ted's injuries were serious.

The heavily armored and superior defensive breastplate of the Boomer Dragon finally blocked the Breath of the Frozen Gor Dragon for him, but the extremely cold air froze him completely, and he could hardly recover.

Thanks to Xianglan's emergency treatment, Maka and the others returned him to the camp in time, and finally saved his life.

Next, he must cultivate himself for a while.

"I am itching to death, uncle!"

Ted, who was shirtless, with patches of red and purple skin, and edema and blisters in many places, had a pretty strong voice.

Pig Chop slapped Ted's hand that was trying to scratch the red and swollen skin away with his paw, "Meow! No touching or scratching, meow!"

A lot of the skin is necrotic, meow! Scratching it will cause infection, meow!”

"Can't you drink the recovery medicine after scratching me?"

"No! It will leave serious scars!"

"That's great! The scar is the hunter's medal!"

"Xun, you bald meow!!"

Pork Chop bared his little fangs fiercely and slapped Ted's big face several times in succession, "If the scars are too dense, the skin will break easily, meow!"

Pork Chop is responsible for supervising Ted and not letting him scratch randomly.

And the other side of the cabin.

Pandan was lying on Hayata's lap, licking her hair idly.

It only knows how to deal with emergencies, and it has no control over post-event recovery.

Hayata gently scratched Pandan's soft hair on the back of her neck. She glanced at Ted who was howling and asked Maka curiously:

"When we brought Ted to the camp, he was still frozen and stiff. How did you help him warm up?"

Maka, who was teasing Babaka and trying to remove the portable barbecue grill above the latter's head, turned red when she heard this.

"Used in a special way."

"?"

"???"

Gordon and Hayata looked at each other, and some unreasonable pictures appeared in their minds at the same time.

At this moment, Xianglan licked her paws and said, "She took Ted's pickaxe, dug a big hole in the ground, and threw Ted into it. I even thought she was going to bury Ted directly."

Then, Meow, she and Babaka filled the pit with water and threw many red-hot stones into it, almost cooking Ted. Meow.

Those blisters on Ted’s body are actually not frostbite, but blisters.”

Gordon and Hayata: "."

"I watched them add ice cubes when the water was hot, and stones when the water was cold. Ted's survival was entirely a matter of fate."

"Maka, have you ever considered using a more, um, gentler approach?" Gordon asked carefully choosing his words.

Hayata looked over.

"What's a gentler way? Put it next to the fire and bake it?" Maka waved her hands and said, "No, I'm afraid it won't bake evenly."

"I mean, you can actually adjust the water temperature in the pit before throwing Ted in."

"Ah! Yes, it can still be like this!"

"You guys were hunting, what?"

The old man, the administrator of the hunter gathering place in Jieyun Village, put down his wine gourd, picked up his long drooping ears, and asked again and seriously.

Gordon smiled dryly.

Although it was just an accident, you always have to report it to the guild after returning to the village stronghold, otherwise it will really be considered poaching.

He cleared his throat and repeated: "Ahem, Frozen Gorosaurus, and a Dino Tyrannosaurus."

"."

The management of the assembly hall was silent for two seconds, raised his eyebrows and said: "What you received from the village chief is a collection task, right?! You!"

Gordon quickly raised his hands to comfort the administrator who was about to get angry, "Don't be anxious yet, just listen to my explanation!"

"explain!"

"Ahem, that's right. In fact, we just encountered the Frozen Gorosaurus. What really killed it was the intruding Dino Tyrannosaurus."

"What about the Tyrannosaurus? Don't tell me that they both died together on the spot. What a coincidence?"

"That's not true."

Gordon scratched his chin and explained: "But it's not too bad. The two of them fell off the ice cliff together and were buried by the collapsing glacier. They were motionless. I thought they were both dead.

Then I got close, and then the Dino Rex jumped up, and then I was like, um.

Emergency evacuation, self-defense."

"."

There was another moment of silence.

The administrator suddenly changed the topic and asked: "Where are the materials for the Dino Rex, have they been sent to the processing shop?"

"Yes, I just returned to the village." Gordon answered casually and suddenly realized something was wrong.

The old administrator looked at him with complicated eyes, "You know how to avoid emergencies and self-defense."

"Ahaha" Gordon laughed pretending to be stupid.

"Get out of here!"

After Gordon shrunk his neck and ran away, the old dragon man's snow-white long eyebrows trembled and he said to himself, "Forget it, after all, it's the 'Glutious King of Terror' who predicts your fortune."

Huh, contact the headquarters and the scrivener team and ask them to send a survey team to re-explore the frozen soil. I don’t know when the ecology will be restored."

(I felt so dizzy and had a fever that I had to hold it in for six or seven hours before I could write a chapter. It’s better to have a good rest first and then update after I’m better orz

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