Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1385: Coming Across the Sea

Northern part of the Ancient Tree Forest.

This place is sparsely populated. Not to mention transport teams, even hunters rarely come to this area. There is not even a camp within a hundred kilometers.

Because of this, there are many large monsters that are rarely seen in the southern forest.

For example, the black wolf bird that is the target of the three female alcoholics.

"Gah!"

Maka's strange-faced companion seemed to have discovered something. It jumped and sent out signals.

The three of them gathered around and saw the marks of claws sharpening on the roots of a tree.

Judging from the size and shape of the claw marks, they should belong to a bird dragon species. They don't look like the ones left by the short claws of a poisonous bird. So it is obvious who it belongs to.

"Well done." Maka praised Babaka, squatted down, pulled out a knife and began to extract breath samples.

Gale on the side was thoughtful, "There should be a tribe of strange-faced people nearby. How about we call them out? To help us?"

"Don't!"

Oshura waved his hands quickly, "If those little guys bombard us recklessly, the materials will be blown to pieces, and our trip will be in vain.

We didn’t even bring Ted this time, isn’t it because we were afraid of this?”

"That's right." Gale put down the whistle to call the Strange-Faced Tribe with regret.

If it weren't for the material, she would really like to show Maka and the others what "a huge army comes to meet" means.

On the side, Maca, who had completed the extraction, put the sample into the insect trap.

Soon, the guide insects flew out, formed a light path in the forest, and began to navigate.

“Get ready to work!”

Gail and Oshura pulled the bolt of the crossbow together and loaded the icy bullet into the chamber.

"Two Ice Dragon Launchers, plus an Ice Dragon Long-Handled Knife, hehehe! Give it a quick death!"

The place where demons gather, the forest area.

Pull the greatsword from the shattered skull of a black wolf-bird.

Gordon turned around and asked, "Which one is this?"

Alva, who was hiding perfectly in the giant dandelion bush, crawled out and wrote down the location of the black wolf bird's death in his notebook.

"The third large monster today, and the thirty-second in total."

After saying this, he closed his notebook and said, "This is the sixth day since we started hunting. The average number of large monsters hunted per day is nearly six, which is much higher than the professor's goal of four.

Incredible record, you are worthy of it."

"There are already more than thirty of them." Gordon half-crouched down, cleaning and polishing the blade and said, "The large monster capacity of this forest is indeed much higher than that of the ancient tree forest.

Under normal circumstances, hundreds of square kilometers of forest cannot support dozens of large monsters. "

Ansel came over and said, “But we can already sense that the density of monsters is decreasing.

I spent the whole day today riding the thief dragon around. It's almost dark now, and I've only hunted the third one.

Unlike the first day, we didn’t even have to look for them, we were attracted one after another. Anyone who told me that I hunted eight large monsters in a single day would think I was joking.”

"Indeed, it seems that if this continues for a few more days, the upper ecosystem of the forest area will be cleared out."

Gordon smiled and put away his sword, "Hurry up and peel off the materials. That's all for today. We're almost ready to go back.

I'll tell the professor that we should take a two-day break to relax our bodies. If we continue to hunt at this high intensity, even the strongest person will be exhausted."

Return to the island reef camp where the Blue Star is docked.

After a brief report to the professor, Gordon and his companions took off their armor and weapons, sent them to Isana for maintenance, and then went to the deck in casual clothes.

The wind in this sea area is not as hot and humid as in the south, nor as biting and cold as in the northwest icy sea.

Enjoy the breeze under the setting sun, take two deep breaths of the moist air that smells like the sea, and your tired body will suddenly feel much more relaxed.

By chance, they met the Pen Team who were returning on pterosaurs.

"What are the results?" Gordon asked, smiling and waving his hand.

"Of course I can't compare with you guys." Julius said calmly, "I hunted three today, a total of nineteen."

Although he is a strong-willed person, many things cannot be compared horizontally, not to mention that today's pen tips are less valuable than the silver-rimmed ones.

The Pen Hunting Group is primarily focused on investigation and reconnaissance. All members are equipped with light weapons and their actions are quick and covert.

With their skills, hunting ordinary large monsters is naturally easy.

However, in terms of "slaughter" efficiency, it is naturally inferior to the heavy weapons that are almost all equipped. The only weapon that can barely be regarded as a light weapon is the katana.

The Silver Edge Hunting Group has the word "attack" engraved on their foreheads.

"We plan to take a two-day break. What do you think? Should we relax together? Or take the opportunity to catch up on our progress?" Gordon asked.

"It's time to rest." Julius exhaled softly, "People need to rest, and weapons and armor also need to be carefully maintained by craftsmen.

If we continue to hold on, our efficiency will only get lower and lower.”

Gordon gave him a thumbs up. "Wise choice."

".Do I need you to tell me?"

Julius snorted unhappily and took his companions to the professor to report their progress. Then he also took off his weapons and armor and presented them to Isana.

Isana, who was worrying about the four sets of equipment sent by Gordon and others, couldn't help but curse.

"Your shit is poisonous, right?! How could everyone be sent here for maintenance at the same time?!" (123 expression)

Fengying's imagined day off - sunshine, beach, iced coconut drinks, and a seafood barbecue dinner.

A real day off - drink a bottle of nutrition before going to bed, sleep until you can't fall asleep, get up and help Isana maintain the equipment.

"I thought this day off would be more interesting." Feng Ying muttered, holding a piece of coarse cloth in her hand, wiping the stains on the shield axe parts bit by bit, and then applying oil.

As for the fine polishing of the axe blade and the maintenance of complex mechanisms such as bottles, Isana is responsible.

Gordon, who was sitting cross-legged and wiping the inscribed sword repeatedly, glanced at her sideways and said, "What are you dreaming about? Are you really dreaming about the sun and the beach?

Is this some ordinary island? Aren't you nervous sunbathing in a swimsuit in this damn place? "

“At least you should eat something good.”

"Don't worry about that." Hayata, who was applying oil to the sword, chuckled and said, "The chef and his team went out fishing early in the morning, so the lunch should be quite sumptuous."

After hearing this, Feng Ying suddenly became happy again.

Full of anticipation, time quickly came to noon, and the chef did not disappoint her, preparing a large amount of grilled seafood.

On the deck, the rich aroma whets your appetite.

When the sound of dinner being served was heard, Feng Ying immediately dropped her maintenance tools and rushed towards a huge grilled crab with cheers.

As for why crabs have to be grilled, it’s because the chef is not very good at other cooking methods besides grilling.
Gordon swallowed and was about to join in when he saw the professor approaching.

The old dragon man's face didn't look good.

Gordon's heart skipped a beat. "What happened?"

"We released a hot air balloon to monitor the island from high in the sky. As we expected, the regulating function of the Guiding Land began to work.

Due to unknown reasons, large monsters are attracted from time to time."

"Uh, how many are there? How does that compare to our hunting speed?"

"Of course, that's not as fast as your hunting speed, but it will also slow down the progress of the 'ecological collapse' operation."

At this point, the professor paused and said, "I released the peregrine falcon yesterday and sent a letter to Xingchen to see if they can send more people over."

"Oh my ****! Look over there! On the sea at ten o'clock!" Feng Ying, who was gnawing on a crab claw, suddenly burst into a cry of surprise.

Gordon's conversation with the professor was interrupted.

They quickly walked to the side of the ship, took out telescopes, and looked in the direction Feng Ying indicated.

A dark green, almost black, figure was swimming on the sea, breaking through the waves.

Judging from its direction and speed, it will land in the demon gathering place in a few minutes at most.

"That's a Tyrannosaurus Rex?!" Gordon was stunned.

"Hmm." The professor observed carefully for a moment, "It seems to be a raging individual!"

"Isn't that a super dangerous guy?!" Feng Ying threw down the half-eaten food and ran back to the cabin to get her equipment.

"We have to get rid of it quickly. If we let it run wild, the ecology of this island will be in jeopardy. Eh?"

"Hahahaha!" The always serious professor suddenly burst into laughter.

"Natural adjustment! This is nature's adjustment! How can a mere place where demons gather compare to the real nature!"

(End of this chapter)