Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1411: Steal half a day’s leisure

In the south-central part of the New World, Coral Plateau.

On top of the research base's main building, which was converted from a crashed ship cabin, Ajian, a decadent scholar with pigtails, was lying on his back, enjoying the afternoon sun.

When the investigation team suspended its activities, most of the members of the third phase team in the research base had already withdrawn, leaving only a few people to carry out daily maintenance.

Perhaps before long, the research base will completely cease operations and weigh anchor and leave the coral land where it has been stationed for decades.

As the temporary head of the research base, Ajian is looking forward to that day.

The sun was warm, and the wind on the Coral Plateau was gentle and comfortable. Just when he was about to close his eyes, a whirring sound of air flow was heard in the sky.

This voice is so familiar.

Ever since the line between the research base and the Star Base was opened, messengers would come here on pterosaurs almost every few days to deliver supplies, exchange information, etc.

Didn't the messenger leave just this morning? Why is he here again?
Ajian opened his eyes dazedly, and then saw the long, dark face of the leader of the third group.

"Well?"

Ajian was a little slow to react for a moment. He rubbed his eyes, put on his glasses, and looked again.

"Uh, Master?" The sloppy middle-aged scholar quickly straightened his clothes and got up. "And Mr. Ansell and Miss Gale, why are you here?"

The leader of the third group, who was tall and half a head taller than Ajian, looked down at him for several seconds with a look as if he was looking at a dung beetle.

It was not until the latter looked away guiltily that he snorted coldly.

Ajian smiled awkwardly and touched the small braid behind his head.

"Hahaha, you were caught slacking off by your boss who just came back from a business trip. Are you embarrassed?" Gail laughed, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"How's the situation here lately?" The leader of the third group asked in a cold tone, straightening his hair that was scattered due to the flight.

"Uh, pretty good?"

Ah Jian replied casually, and when he saw the look of the leader of the third group become dangerous again, he quickly reported in detail:

"The research on the special intestinal structure of the water hyena and the research on the cat lizard that lacks a leader but still maintains a high degree of sociality have both come to an end.

As you know, all the projects of the investigation team are being scaled back, and the topics previously on the schedule have been postponed indefinitely, with no plans to launch them.

Regarding the maintenance of the research base, we implement the second standard and have been doing it all the time.

The hot air balloon researcher has also come over and is repairing the cables and balloons. Judging from the commander-in-chief's letter, the research base may be withdrawn to the Star Base within the month."

From Ajian's report, we can see that although this guy is slacking off, he should still handle his own affairs well.

The head of the third group looked relieved. "This time we are here to go deeper into the miasma valley. Are the elevator facilities at the southwest entrance in working order?"

Ah Jian was stunned. "As for the lifting facility, it has not been used for more than a month, but it shouldn't be a big problem."

"Well, take your tools and spare ropes now and complete the inspection and maintenance work. We have to enter the valley early tomorrow morning."

Ajian, who was enjoying his nap a few minutes ago, had to accept it with a bitter face.

After waving away the listless middle-aged scholar like a fly, the leader of the third group led the hunters into the research base.

The research base is now quite deserted. The desk in the center of the library is no longer covered with materials and books as before. It is too clean to be uncomfortably clean.

The incense burner, which always burned with calming incense, was also cold.

The leader of the third group wanted to order some, but finally withdrew his hand and said, "You two, take some time to rest. I will arrange for people to prepare the supplies needed in the Miasma Valley.

I will give you the miasma-resistant stone for now, please keep it properly."

"There's no rush to rest or anything like that."

Ansir raised his hand and asked, "Madam, I would like to exchange information with the plunderers who are responsible for monitoring the movements of the Hazak.

Please tell me where they are.”

"Meow!" Mushroom's ears and the tufts of hair on the tips of its ears stood up.

Of course, it also missed its fellow plunderers. The last time it had the chance to come here was several months ago.

The leader of the Third Regiment paused and said, “Those little guys rarely come to the base, and they set up a camp near the southwest entrance.

Except for the time when they take turns to go into the valley for surveillance, they usually live near the camp."

It seems that they like those little guys very much. The leader of the third group said a few more words, “Although the population is small, the plundering tribe has now established a firm foothold in the Coral Plateau.

They also established contacts with the performing tribe, thus ensuring the continuation of the tribe.

Not to mention, the plundering tribe that has survived in the depths of the miasma valley is much more capable in combat than the musicians of the performing tribe, and is very admired."

"Meow~!" Mushroom wagged its tail happily.

"Um"

Anxier hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Well, there's no need to rest in the research base.

We can take the necessary items and go to the plundering tribe's camp to spend the night. On the one hand, we can understand the situation at the bottom of the valley. On the other hand, it is close to the entrance, which will be convenient for entering the Miasma Valley tomorrow."

Gail added with a grin, "The little mushroom can also have a good chat with its relatives, killing three birds with one stone!"

The leader of the third group naturally had no objection. He nodded slightly and agreed.

There aren't many things you really need to prepare, mainly the miasma-resistant protective stone, the mask for filtering miasma, and some basic supplies.

Before the sun sets, all preparations are completed.

The group left the research base on pterosaurs and arrived at the plundering tribe camp near the entrance to the Miasma Valley before the sun completely set.

As soon as they entered the camp, they saw Ajian lying on a hammock reading a book.

"Wow, do you have some special physique that will always be caught by the boss whenever you slack off?" Gail smacked his lips.

The leader of the third group had a stern face.

It would be better to throw this subordinate back to the Old World.

Ah Jian rolled down from the hammock awkwardly, "No, Master, please listen to my explanation.

I came to check the lifting facilities, but! The little cuties of the plundering tribe have maintained the facilities very well, and the cables have just been smeared with tung oil, so there is no need for me to do anything! "

The leader of the third group made a "shut up" gesture to him, then he was too lazy to pay attention to this guy anymore and turned to the several Detters walking out of the camp.

The leader, Detel, is disabled and has only one arm. He is Moss, the leader of the plundering tribe.

Compared to their skinny and emaciated appearance when they just left the Miasma Valley, the plunderers are now much more energetic, and their fur covered with scars also reveals a fierce aura.

"Meow meow!" The mushroom cheered and rushed over.

He rubbed his cheeks affectionately with his fellow tribesmen.

Sandstone, who was following Gale, looked at the plunderers gathered together with great interest, but finally looked away with regret.

"What?" Gail asked curiously after noticing the mood change of his devil muscle cat.

"They are all very powerful fighters, meow, especially the leader. Unfortunately, he is too weak and too old, meow. He is not worthy of a challenge, meow."

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Gale waved his hand and slapped Sandstone on the back of the head. "I thought you finally got it or something, but you're so boring. I'll let you fight the Corpse Hazard tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)