Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 434 Sight

Gordon and Pork Chop rested for a while.

I ate some food to replenish my strength, and drank a bottle of recovery medicine to heal some of the inevitable bumps and bruises I suffered during my previous escape.

"How's the pork chop? Are you ready?"

"It's not done yet, meow, wait a moment, meow!" Pig Chop kept tinkering with something there.

Gordon went over to take a look and found that the pork chop had taken apart several small incendiary bombs the size of oranges and containing viscous incendiary agents.

"Are you making something for lighting?"

"Yes, meow. It's too dark in here, meow. I can't even see clearly, meow."

"Isn't it too reckless to use explosives for lighting?"

"It's okay, meow. I will find a way to inactivate these burning objects, meow. Help me get some wood and sand, meow!"

"I'll think of a way." Gordon scratched his chin.

Sand is not difficult to get. It can always be collected from the edges of the cracks and from the masonry shattered by the Misty Dragon's breath. Otherwise, there is a lot of dust on the ground around it. It takes some time.

But wood

Gordon glanced outside twice, but did not see Lan Long.

You can observe through the crack, but the viewing angle is severely limited and you can only see a small area. Gordon cannot confirm whether Lanlong has left.

His intuition told him not yet.

Gordon licked his lips, came to the crack, glanced left and right, and spotted a half-broken small tree on the ground seven or eight meters away from the crack.

It should have been blown down from the soil on the outer wall of the ruins by the mist dragon's breath.

"Just right, let's test it."

Gordon took a deep breath, leaned over and rushed out of the gap.

Before he could run a few steps, he heard a strong gust of wind behind him.

Turning his head and looking back, Lan Long was indeed condescending, hovering in the air above the crack, but he couldn't see it from his previous viewing angle.

Several high-pressure water bombs were blasted out like cannonballs. The range of this attack was not as far as the Torrent Breath, and the coverage area was not as wide, but the speed was very fast.

Gordon rolled over in an emergency, narrowly avoiding the bombardment of a water bomb, reached out to grab a small tree, turned around and ran away.

Lanlong roared and swooped down, but it was still a step too late. Gordon, who was dragging the small tree with him, slipped into the gap in the blink of an eye, but it missed the target.

"Woo——!"

Feeling that he had been tricked, Lanlong angrily wandered around the crack for a while. It opened its huge mouth and concentrated its breath, as if it planned to continue attacking the crack and break through the outer wall of the ruins.

But as soon as the breath was condensed halfway, it abruptly stopped on its own.

Lanlong roared and rose into the air, tumbling irritably.

Hiding in the gap, Gordon, who noticed this scene, realized that Lan Long was indeed afraid of this ruin.

It is unwilling to damage the integrity of the ruins, and the breath that opened the crack before was purely because the flash bomb disrupted the line of sight.

Otherwise, with the power of Torrent Breath, it would not be too difficult to blast a hole in the outer wall of the ruins for it to enter and exit after a few more attempts.

"Hey, there are things that can scare you." Gordon laughed.

"Did Gordon forget that we are in the ruins?"

Gordon pulled out his knife, cut off the extra branches on the small tree in a few strokes, and threw the arm-long trunk to the pig, "If the only thing you can do is die, it won't be scary at all."

“I still don’t want to die, meow!”

"Ha, then we have to work hard to find a way to survive."

Pork Chop twitched the tips of its ears.

It tore off a strip of cloth from Gordon's cloak, wrapped it around a tree trunk, and then poured it on the thick incendiary agent removed from the incendiary bomb to make a torch.

He added sand and sawdust to the remaining incendiary bombs, sealed them again, and put them away.

"Ready, meow." Pig Chop scratched the flint with his claws and lit the torch.

The space inside the ruins is very wide, and the light of the torch can barely illuminate an area of ​​tens of meters, and the edges cannot be seen at all.

Gordon took the torch and said, "Then let's start exploring!"

"Why do you feel like Gordon is so excited?"

Gordon paused. After being reminded by Pig Chop, he also felt that his mental state seemed a little too excited?

He took off his helmet and rubbed his face vigorously, "Maybe it's because of the Dino Tyrannosaurus' armor. The so-called 'desire to attack' is actually an impulsive emotion.

As I slowly get used to it, even though I no longer want to take a bite from everyone, I feel, um, more excited and impulsive?"

"Wake up, meow!"

"Ahem, I'll try my best not to wear a helmet first. It will feel better without a helmet."

Gordon hung his helmet on his waist, took two deep breaths, and said, "Let's go."

"Which way to go, meow?"

Gordon thought for a moment, "I remember there was a way to explore a maze, which was to keep walking along a wall so you wouldn't get lost.

Although this is a ruins, not a maze, we can still use this method and walk along the edge, and we will talk about strange situations."

"I understand, meow. I hope the fuel is enough, meow."

Looking at the worried Pork Chop, Gordon took off its cat armor helmet and put his own Dino Tyrannosaurus helmet on again.

"Meow meow meow?!"

"How are you? Do you feel refreshed?"

Pork Chop, who was scratching the Dino Tyrannosaurus helmet on his head, was stunned for a moment and understood what Gordon meant.

"Feeling a little hungry, nya?"

"Illusion, you just ate, let's go."

"Meow"

One person and one cat deliberately gossiped, and this gloomy and dark ancient ruins did not seem so scary anymore.

After walking like this for a few minutes, Gordon and Pork Chop suddenly stopped.

There is no way.

Ahead is an abyss with no edge or bottom.

"It feels weird, meow." Pork Chop moved closer to Gordon.

"What's wrong?"

"I can probably feel the feeling of Lan Long's taboo, nya."

Pork Chop's gaze seemed to be subconsciously avoiding the boundless pit in front of him. His voice was trembling a little, "I feel like I'm staring at Meow with an indescribable terrifying sight."

"Sight?" Gordon frowned, "Is there really some kind of living thing in the ruins?"

"No, it's not meow." Pig Chop shook his little head, "I, I can't describe that feeling, meow. It shouldn't be a living thing, but it just has a sense of sight, meow."

Gordon patted Pork Chop's head to encourage him, then squatted down and stroked the ground at the edge of the pit.

"The edges are smooth and flat, not broken, which means that this deep pit is not a collapse, but a facility that already existed in the ruins." Gordon said to himself.

"We should walk along the edge and find a staircase or passage leading to the bottom of the pit."

"Do you want to go down, meow?!"

Gordon said helplessly: "If there are other options, I don't want to. We are trapped here by Lan Long, so we can only take a gamble.

Since the 'thing' in the pit didn't jump out and kill us, it probably couldn't move, or it wasn't something that could move at all.

If we can use 'it' to scare away the mist dragon"

"No, meow!" Pig Chop suddenly shouted nervously, "You must not get too close to that thing, meow! It will go crazy, meow!"

Although he has not yet intuitively felt it, through Pork Chop's abnormal reaction, Gordon can certainly realize how ominous the things he may encounter ahead are.

"There is no other way."

Gordon glanced at the torch. It should be able to burn for a while. "Pork chop, you can rest for a while. I'll go forward a little further."

"Then, that, that, that, that, please walk for a while, meow."

(End of chapter)