Monster Hunter:Hunter's Notes

Chapter 691 I’m really sorry for the low cultural level

Author: It’s a puffer fish

Chapter 691 I’m really sorry for the low cultural level

"So, so this is really a potion?" Looking at the purple-black, thick and turbid potion in the glass tube in front of her, Feng Ying stuttered, "This thing looks more like a poison?"

The professor didn't bother to pay attention to this guy.

Hayata's focus was on another important point, "Professor, this medicine can't be taken directly, right?"

"Well, this is a medicine for injection." The professor nodded and said: "The materials include mad dragon crystals, serum extracted from the blood of the black dragon, and the juice of the dragon-slaying fruit. They are not suitable for oral administration. Injection enters the blood circulation.

System is the most efficient way.

It can directly act on the rabies virus and spores latent in the infected person's body, making them inactive."

"Are you sure it's safe?" Gordon's perspective on this potion was somewhat similar to Feng Ying's. He also felt that this thing looked unhygienic.

It’s not that it has any stereotypical influence on purple and black, but this thing really, looks too much like the saliva of a monster infected with dragon disease.

The professor whose professionalism was being questioned had veins pulsing in his forehead. Nadia who was on the side quickly tried to smooth things over, "It's safe, it must be safe. I, Julius and Senior Will have all been injected with this medicine.

After receiving an injection more than a month ago, the symptoms of rabies disease have not appeared again, and the physical fitness has returned to normal. If the professor had not emphasized that the virus has not been completely eliminated, we would have thought that we were completely cured."

Gordon nodded, relieved, and watched the professor and the assistant lady inject medicine into Hayata, Feng Ying, and the villager who was seriously infected and had to be fixed to the bed with a restraint belt.

The villagers with scarlet eyes, purple skin, and purple and bulging blood vessels all over their bodies quickly fell asleep, and those terrible external symptoms quickly disappeared.

The same goes for Hayata and Feng Ying. Their severely bloodshot eyes gradually returned to normal, and the burning sensation in their blood vessels and the manic mood that made them want to bite something also dissipated without a trace.

Feng Ying rubbed her face, found a mirror and looked at her eyes, and said in surprise: "It's really better!"

Hayata, whose nerves had been tense for several days, slowly exhaled and thanked the professor and others seriously.

The professor waved his hand, "Although this medicine is effective and has a long-lasting effect, in the final analysis it is just a temporary measure.

Materials such as the Mad Dragon Crystal and the Blood of the Black Erosion Dragon cannot be obtained again. If you want to get a few more infected people out, I have no choice but to use the same inhibitory medicine as before.

But we have some clues about the real solution to the mad dragon disease."

"What can I do? Is there anything we can do to help?" Gordon quickly asked.

Whether it is the black dragon armor or the potion just used, to put it bluntly, they are all temporary. If the problem of dragon disease is not completely solved, it will always make people feel uneasy.

"It's true." Just as the professor was about to say something, he saw the great monk rushing over.

It was confirmed that the injured villagers, as well as Hayata and the others, had recovered temporarily, and the monk's nervousness was relieved a lot.

Although the guild's support came a little slowly, it was not perfunctory after all.

The supplementary combat power of the three high-ranking hunters, as well as the personal arrival of the backbone of the newly established Mad Dragon Disease Research Institute, gave him some confidence.

In order to share information, the great monk once again invited everyone to his home.

Feng Ying finally seized the opportunity and returned Hayata's Black Erosion Dragon armor and replaced it with her original Thunder Wolf Dragon armor.

"Ah~ I feel good!" Feng Ying jumped twice, moved her little feet, and sighed happily.

Gordon pointed to the corner of the wall. Feng Ying, who knew she would only get in the way if she stayed, hummed a tuneless neighborhood and ran to the base of the wall to squat.

The newcomer Aiden was also squatting here. The two of them had similar positions in their respective hunting groups, and both had sunny and lively temperaments. They soon started chatting.

On the other side, more serious discussions were taking place.

"There are two main things." The monk was directly getting to the point, "One is that the information previously interpreted in the temple needs to be shared with everyone in the Bi Tou Hunting Group.

The second is about the letter just sent by the brigade leader.

He made some special discoveries, and these discoveries also answered my biggest doubts."

"Uh-huh." Gordon responded.

Regarding the information interpreted in the temple, the monk had shared it with them a few days ago, and now it was Julius's turn to listen to the "chanting".

The great monk first told the legend of the Dragon of Light and Darkness from the beginning, and then recited the ancient poem inscribed on the sealing stone slab of the temple, which Ancil complained about as "smelly and long".

"If darkness awakens in the eyes, light is born there

If the earth grows new shoots, it will also breed darkness

Turn into light and illuminate everything. Countless shadows descend on the earth.

When the light returns, a new darkness will be born

(no more water)

coexisting in life

Only soul and memories”

After the great monk recited the entire poem meticulously, the scene fell into silence.

"." Julius lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Forget it."

Gordon chuckled and said to Julius: "Who is not confused yet? To sum it up, there is one sentence - there are white and black, reincarnation of each other, and the white will give birth to many darkness and so on.

The rest is just wheel talk going around and around."

Julius raised his head and glanced at Gordon, "What I'm thinking is that the original text is probably not the current common language. The sentence fragments and rhythm are more like the ancient Draconic language. After being forcibly translated into the common language, it seems a bit difficult to pronounce."

The "assistant" lady at the Dragon Disease Research Institute smiled and said: "It is a narrative poem in the ancient dragon language, yes. It was originally a very beautiful poem, but it lost its charm after translation.

Mr. Monk Zheng, if possible, could you please describe the original text in the ancient dragon language?"

"sure."

The great monk smiled and started chanting that Gordon and others could not understand at all.

Gordon: "."

My cultural level is low and I can’t understand the ancient dragon language. I’m really sorry!

"I see."

After the monk finished reciting it, Julius nodded slightly, "The meaning of the original text will indeed be clearer."

"So what does the original text mean?" Gordon asked curiously.

Julius sorted out the words, and finally sighed helplessly, "If you refine the key points, it means almost the same as what you summarized before."

"." Gordon choked and said helplessly: "So let's break away from literary appreciation first.

Mr. Monk Zheng, you said before that the leader’s discovery answered your doubts. What was the discovery and what doubts did it answer?”

The monk was taking out the letter sent by the brigade leader with a peregrine falcon from his arms, "The old gentleman said that the pure black dragon you once hunted, well, that is, the body of the black eclipse dragon disappeared, leaving only

A 'remnant'."

"Remnant?" Hayata confirmed doubtfully: "Not a remnant?"

"Um."

"It means that the Black Eclipse Dragon did not really die, but shed its skin and left?!" Gordon said in surprise.

"Impossible!" Hayata shook his head and said, "I pierced its heart and even stripped a lot of materials to make this set of armor. There is no way it is still alive."

"It did die, but it also completed its 'reincarnation' and ushered in its 'new life'."

The monk was slowly saying: "Perhaps the line in the poem 'The darkness will eventually disappear from the earth, waiting to be bathed in the breath of new life' can be interpreted this way.

Death sheds its black shell, and pure white life is born from the dark corpse.

The pure white dragon returned to its original homeland and descended to Sky Mountain in the form of ‘Tianhui’.”

(End of chapter)