Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1306 If Not a Hunter
Watching Gordon leave the headquarters, the commander-in-chief felt a little helpless.

Rather than the standard hunter-style analysis of the matter at hand, he hoped that Gordon could learn to keenly capture a hint of more macro information from countless data and intelligence.

That is a necessary skill to be a good leader.

But after thinking about it, he felt relieved.

Everyone has different strengths. Perhaps it is because of his focus on what is in front of him that Gordon was able to reach the top of the hunter at such a young age.

In this regard, he is much better than me.

Gordon boarded the water-powered cable car, and Pork Chop jumped on as well.

It asked in confusion: "If you take the questions the commander-in-chief asks seriously and think carefully, you should be able to answer them better, meow?"

"Maybe." Gordon leaned against the partition of the cable car.

“Some people can extract the key points from a table of information with just a glance, while others have to flip through it over and over again, pondering hard, before they can sort out some information that may not be correct.

The commander-in-chief is the former, and I am the latter."

"This ability should be able to be developed through training, meow? Just like muscles, meow." Pig Chop scratched his beard, "It can be seen that the commander-in-chief wants to train you, meow."

Gordon fell silent for a moment.

The cable car was moving at a fairly fast speed. The man and the cat arrived at the dining area where the "Weapons and Bobcat Pavilion" was located, and they jumped off the cable car.

Gordon found a wooden box on the roadside and sat down, "I'm not the type of leader like the commander-in-chief.

Let me lead a small hunting team, or command dozens of hunters in a large-scale operation, and I am confident that I can do it better than anyone else.

But if you ask me to be the leader of a large organization, the head of a chamber of commerce, or the head of a city, I can't do it.

Well, Ansel could probably do it, but that guy is lazy."

"Meow meow."

Gordon rubbed Pork Chop's head and continued, "If Ansel had not chosen to become a hunter, he might have inherited the family business and become a big businessman, or maybe he would have gone into politics and become a prime minister or something like that, wouldn't that be surprising?

As for Hayata, maybe she could become a great painter or a teacher.

But Fengying and I are different. We seem to be only suitable to be hunters.

If I hadn't been a hunter, I would probably have been an ordinary blacksmith in Kokot Village, or I might have gone to Minagard Port to work and become a porter.

As for Feng Ying, is she a silly witch in Yanhuo Village?"

"Then I should be picking mushrooms in the forest of Shuretsen Hill right now, meow."

Pig Chop scratched his ears and asked curiously, "What about the future? If Gordon gets older and retires, what will he do?"

"You're thinking that far ahead. Maybe you'll run around like the Grand Commander? When you can't even run anymore, you can just find a village and live in seclusion, just like the old guy in Kokot Village."

Gordon chuckled and said, "Find a big rock, insert my heaviest sword into it, and name it 'Sword of the Brave'.

Anyone who can pull up that sword with one hand will become the new generation of 'hero'."

"The brave sword that must be pulled out with one hand is selected by muscle mass?!"

"Haha, isn't that also a solution?"

Gordon stood up from the wooden box and said, "Let's go home and put our luggage away first, and then come to the Bobcat Pavilion for a big meal!"

"Good meow!"

"Speaking of which, Pork Chop, what do you want to do in the future? I mean, a long time from now."

"Meow, maybe I'll open a restaurant like the chef, meow?"

"The Explosive Bomb and the Pig-Cat Pavilion?"

"It sounds so ugly, meow!"

I ate a lot and took a good rest for half a day.

The day after arriving at the Star Base, Gordon brought Pork Chop and actively prepared for the new mission.

They first went to the Institute of Ecology.

They have acquaintances here who can help them get more information related to the mission.

"You guys are going to Lu Shanhu to investigate that 'colorful and strange light'?!" Alva's eyes were also shining.

"Well, without you."

"No! I'm very useful! I can collect information, plan routes, analyze monsters' habits, and even help carry the luggage! Please! Take me with you!"

On weekdays in the base, Alva, who always looks gentle and polite, jumped out from the pile of books, looking like he was going to hang on Gordon.

"No! There are too many unknown factors in this mission. I am here to practice and I can't protect you." Gordon continued to refuse.

“No need for protection! You know, the Coral Plateau has replaced the Ancient Tree Forest and become the safest hunting ground.

The groups of wind-drifting dragons that originally occupied the coral plateau have basically flown to the permafrost, leaving a gap in the upper ecological niche.

As long as we bring a few pterosaurs with us, we can run rampant in the Coral Plateau.

If anything happens, we can just smash a jade and get home. We can always run away!"

"Well"

Seeing that Gordon's attitude had softened, Alva quickly added, "Besides! I've also been investigating that guy recently! I've basically collected all the information I can find.

If you are willing to take me there, won't the information be yours?"

Zhuchop squinted at him, "You won't give us information if I don't take you with meow? I'll go complain to Rania and say you're hiding important information meow."

"Pork Chop, why have you become like Xianglan?" Alva curled his lips, "Don't be so ruthless, I really won't cause any more trouble!"

Gordon thought about it seriously.

Although this guy runs around everywhere in the wild and is quite annoying, it seems that he has never done anything to cause trouble during a battle.

He definitely wouldn't be brought along on a hunting mission, but this mission was a typical investigation mission, so it seemed like a good idea to bring along an editor.

"Okay, I'll take you there. I won't tell you any more nonsense about obeying instructions and not running around. You'll forget it by then.

You just need to remember that if you mess up, you will get beaten. ” Gordon grinned and showed his fist.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Alva nodded quickly.

Now that he had joined the team, Alva naturally would not keep anything to himself anymore. He poured out all the information he had collected.

Looking at the information that the Scribe team had sorted out in their notebooks, one piece at a time, Gordon knew that this guy was indeed not lying to him.

He did collect a lot of information.

A name, highlighted in bold ink - Namir (Mingbo Dragon).

"Is this the guy's name, meow?" asked Pork Chop, who was leaning next to the notebook, curiously.

“Well, to be precise, it’s the name of the ancient dragon that fought against the Steel Dragon when the first group arrived in the New World.

As for whether the "strange light" that appeared on the Coral Plateau was it, it remains to be seen.

There is another problem. The reports of sightings of this ancient dragon are very contradictory. Keywords such as "emitting a strange light", "dull", "bright colors", and "monotonous body color" appear frequently.

Therefore, I suspect that this 'Mingbo Dragon' may exist in multiple states. Of course, it may also be due to reasons such as male and female individuals.

Further investigation is needed to find out the details.”

Gordon carefully read all the eyewitness intelligence that Alva had compiled, and after thinking for a moment, he asked, "It seems that a lot of this information was found in the sea?"

"Well, various signs indicate that Mingbo Dragon has the ability to move in the sea." Alva nodded in confirmation.

Gordon smiled and closed Alva's notebook.

"Since it happened at sea, let's go ask Az. It seems that the commander-in-chief has an eyewitness report from a fishing fleet, which was submitted by Az."

(End of this chapter)