Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

After Gordon yelled, "Leave the last one to me!", Oshula curled her lips and put away the Wrath of the Light Crossbow.

After this initial cooperation, she actually has a pretty good opinion of Gordon. He has excellent fighting skills and a sense of cooperation. At least he will not run around and interfere with her shooting.

Only the tacit understanding between the two of them is really hard to describe.

Well, maybe it's because it's the first time we've cooperated. It should be fine after a little getting used to it. Anyway, it's better than those people with cerebral palsy who like to mess around and feel that poor cooperation is all the fault of others.

The remaining peach-haired beast naturally failed to cause any trouble to Gordon. After the two back and forth confrontations, the rain forest returned to calm, leaving only the flies that swarmed in following the smell of blood, buzzing endlessly.

The next finishing process is also very simple. Urshula is responsible for guarding and Gordon is responsible for stripping.

The leather of the peach fur beast is hard, and although the long pink hair is bright, the texture is very rough, and there is a fishy smell that cannot be removed. It has no economic value, so Gordon did not peel it off, but only collected a few pieces of good quality.

It's a nice claw. You might be able to get some money by selling it to a merchant.

Grabbing a handful of moss and wiping the blood off his hands, Gordon came to Urshula who was leaning against the tree, "Continue?"

Oshula straightened his back, stood up straight, nodded and said: "Go on, clear out one or two batches like this, it will save a lot of trouble when hunting the Peach-haired Beast King."

"Um."

Gordon nodded, "By the way, what if we encounter this situation again, where only the last one is left?"

"Leave it to you!" Urshula replied decisively.

Gordon gave a thumbs up in agreement, "No problem!"

In this way, the two hunters walked circuitously in the rain forest, searching for the footprints of the peach-haired beast, and methodically carried out their "genocide plan."

When the sun starts to head west, it's afternoon.

Including the first four, they hunted three batches in total, totaling thirteen peach-haired beasts.

The peach-haired beast is not a small person like the Qimian tribe. Due to the large demand for food, the number of peach-haired beasts rarely exceeds twenty.

In other words, at least half of the members of this peach-haired beast group have been lost to them.

But despite this, the Peach-haired Beast King still didn't show up.

Oshula guessed that most of the latter had eaten enough and slept in the lair. This lazy attitude towards life of eating and sleeping after eating had provided them with a lot of convenience.

In the process of eliminating the peach-haired beast, Gordon and Urshula also gained a deeper understanding of each other's strengths.

Through observation, Gordon discovered that Osura's accustomed attack distance is about twenty to thirty meters.

This distance is relatively safe and ensures that the power of the crossbow will not be reduced too much due to long-distance flight. The accuracy is also quite good. If you lock on the head of the peach-haired beast, you will not hit the stomach.

In other words, as long as you don't suddenly break into the shooting range when the opponent is shooting continuously, there is basically no risk of being accidentally injured.

Oshula also confirmed that Gordon indeed has the strength of a three-star swordsman. Even if he faces the Peach-haired Beast King alone, this kid should be more than 80% sure that he can successfully hunt.

Successfully completing the mission of hunting the Peach Fur Beast King is a sure thing, but whether you can collect the brightly colored fur like the "object of resentment" this time depends on your luck.

"That's almost it. Even if we continue to search and find a few more stray peach-haired beasts, the energy consumption will not be worthwhile."

After tearing off a banana leaf, wiping off the thick blood stains on the hook of the explosive knife, and then carefully polishing it with a sharpening stone to restore its sharpness, Gordon looked at Oshula and made his own suggestion.

"Um."

Urshula tapped her chin. She was checking her magazine belt.

"I have consumed a quarter of my ammunition. If I continue, I may have to run back to the camp to replenish ammunition before starting the hunt for the Peach-Hair Beast King, and it will be dark every time I go back.

I see that the peach-haired beasts we just hunted are all young and strong individuals, and the ones left in the lair are most likely cubs and old and weak, so don’t worry.”

"Then let's meet up with Pork Chop first?"

"Okay, the straight-line distance from here to the Peach Hair Beast's lair is estimated to be less than one kilometer. We can just go there directly."

Oshura nodded and replaced the Wrath of the Strange Bird with a larger magazine.

The magazine was loaded with lv3 normal bullets. Although this crossbow bullet still used conventional bullets, its power was two levels higher than the lv1 normal bullets she had been using before.

When hunting large monsters, don't be too stingy.

"By the way, do you have a way to notify Pork Chop? Do you need me to shoot a flame bomb into the sky as a signal flare?" Oshula suggested.

"No need, Pork Chop's hearing is very good." Gordon smiled. He kept walking, but put his hands to his lips, whistling to imitate some kind of bird song that was common in the forest.

Porkchop didn't appear immediately, and Gordon didn't pay attention. While continuing to move in the direction of the peach-haired beast's lair, he whistled every few minutes.

When they were less than 300 meters away from the rocky mountain where the nest was located, the wet pork chop finally emerged from a large bush of lush ferns.

"Meow!"

Gordon rubbed Pork Chop's little head, "Thank you for your hard work, Pork Chop, how are you doing? Is the Peach Hair Beast King over there in the lair?"

"Yes, meow!"

Pig Chop scratched his beard and face with his two small paws, wiping away the rainwater and some fine grass blades stuck to his face.

"That big fat guy is sleeping, he's sleeping so well! He's been sleeping since noon!"

Hearing this, Gordon and Urshula looked at each other.

As expected by the latter, the Peach-haired Beast King was a lazy person who would go to bed after eating, which saved them from running around in the forest.

Taking out the water bag and handing it to Pork Chop to quench his thirst, Gordon continued to ask: "What about the number of peach-haired beasts over there in the lair? We have just dealt with a few batches, and we don't know if they have been reduced enough."

Zhupa took a sip of water and shook his little head, "There are not many cats. They are basically old and weak cats. They should not pose any threat."

"That's good!" Gordon clenched his fists excitedly, "Pigcho, you will be responsible for stopping and eliminating the remaining peach-haired beasts in a while, and leave the peach-haired beast king to us."

"Yes, meow!"

At this time, Oshula also came over, her expression was quite serious, "Little Pig Chop, did you listen to me and carefully observe the tail of the Peach-Hair Beast King?

Does it have any mushrooms wrapped around its tail, and if so, what kind of mushrooms are they?”

Pork Chop put down the water bag and stood up straight. He straightened up his chest and said very seriously: "I paid attention, meow! That big fat guy really has a curly mushroom on his tail, meow!"

The mushroom is orange-red, and I didn’t dare to get too close to see it, but I think it must be a super big nitrous mushroom!”

"You're so good! I'll treat you to cod when I go back~"

Seeing that Pork Chop had brought back very useful information, Urshula happily stroked the former's round head. Then she stood up and said to Gordon: "If the peach-haired beast king eats nitrocellulose mushrooms, it will spray

Fire, well... both front and back.

After a while, you will be responsible for attracting the attention of the Peach-haired Beast King head-on. Just lock its head. Don't worry about my position. I will move by myself and attack its tail and back.

It's best to kill the nitrifying mushrooms in advance, otherwise it will be a bit troublesome."