Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1423
Faced with these zombies with pale pupils and stiff limbs.

Feng Ying felt relieved for a moment, but then her nerves tensed up again.

There is no doubt that the only one who can do this is the Corpse Hazak.

It evolved successfully and completed its revenge, turning the group of Carcharodontosaurus that had bullied it into zombies.

From the perspective of the "culprit", she should be happy, not to mention that she gets along pretty well with the Corpse Hazak.

But the horrifying scene before her suddenly made her realize.

What she needs to face next is no longer the poor guy who was driven out of the nest by the Tyrannosaurus Rex and bullied by a group of Tyrannosaurus Rex.

Instead, it is a terrifying ancient dragon that can easily trigger a biochemical crisis and destroy the ecology within a radius of dozens of kilometers while walking.

Can they continue to get along like before?

Just as I was thinking about it, a thick white fog came over, and tiny spores visible to the naked eye were floating in the air.

Under the cover of this spore miasma, the slow-moving zombies seemed to become more active and they dispersed to both sides.

"Are you coming?"

Feng Ying didn't have time to deal with those zombies. She temporarily put away her weapons and carefully adjusted her filter mask and goggles.

The miasma-resistant stone can protect her from the erosion of microorganisms in the miasma, but it cannot prevent the infection and invasion of fungal spores.

Looking back on fungal infections is no joke.
Feng Ying stared at the huge shadow that slowly emerged from the depths of the spore fog and whispered, "Mushroom, retreat. Move farther away from this cave. Don't let the spore fog affect you."

The combined effect of fungal spores and microbial miasma is more than just one plus one.

He wore a miasma-resistant amulet and was fully armed to deal with fungal spores, so he was able to barely protect himself in this miasma.

But Mushroom only wore a filtering mask, which did not provide enough protection. If he got infected, it would be very troublesome.

Mushroom knew that if he stayed, he would not be able to help much at this time, so he left after saying "Be careful, meow" and hurried away.

Feng Ying exhaled lightly and adjusted her mood.

She knew that guy was just as sensitive to emotions.

If you express some inappropriate negative emotions, such as disgust, panic, and fear, you might anger that sensitive guy.

This was also the main reason why she put away her weapon early.

"call--"

I don't know if it was the breathing or the airflow created by the flapping of the dragon's wings.

A gust of wind blew by, scattering the dust-like spores.

Feng Ying stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure that stepped out of the dense fog, and the other party also stopped.

The two sides were several meters apart and looked at each other quietly for a few seconds.

Feng Ying said in a muffled voice, "Oh my god, it's become uglier."

"Gi——!"

The Corpse Hazak, or the Mist Hazak, might not be able to understand the exact meaning of her words, but it could find clues from her emotions.

As soon as she opened her mouth, a miasma sprayed on her face. The impact was neither too strong nor too weak and pushed her back two steps.

Feng Ying laughed, “Hehehe.”

Although its appearance has changed greatly, its body is covered with thick spider-web-like hyphae, and it is wriggling like a large mass of internal organs, and it occasionally sprays out a white mist of spore sacs.

The head was completely covered by a huge spore sac, and even the eyes could not be seen.

But it is still the same useless guy that keeps "gi"ing all day long.

Well, maybe not so useless now.

The two sides greeted each other and then fell into silence again.

The Mist Corpse Dragon stared at her quietly.

Although the eyes covered by spore sacs had completely lost their ability to see, Feng Ying could still feel the gaze from the other party.

And something like a questioning emotion.

It seemed to be asking her if there was anything she needed its help with.

Feng Ying was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something.

Whether it was the professor, Master Gordon, Ansher and the others, they had all emphasized this to me countless times.

The ancient dragons have high IQs and should be treated as humans, or even smarter than humans, rather than as powerful but blind and stupid beasts like the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

In the eyes of the Corpse Hazak, everything he had done before actually had a strong purpose.

The Deviljhoven led it over by itself, and the Hacarus, which had very sharp senses in the miasma environment, should have noticed it at the time.

When it was seriously injured and was in a dilemma of being besieged by a Carcharodontosaurus, I appeared in time to rescue it.

Then they took out a strain that could give it new abilities and carefully inoculated it.

From a human perspective.

It's like someone secretly brings a robber to your home, and when you are seriously injured by the robber, driven out of your home, and bullied by street thugs, someone suddenly appears to help you, protect you and heal you, bring you weapons, and become your friend.
It's too weird even to think about it with your knees.

You are a human trafficker, right?!
But why wouldn't the Hazak, who knew all this clearly, be angry?
Staring at the Corpse Hazak with its head tilted for a few seconds, Feng Ying recalled what the professor had said to her in the morning.

——“That means you really treat it as a friend.”

She originally thought the professor was teasing her, but now she thought that this sentence might have another meaning.

The leader of the third group said that the Corpse Hazak can use miasma microorganisms to assist its senses, so its perception is extremely sharp.

Is it because I subconsciously didn't think of using it, but really regarded it as a friend, and the Corpse Hazak noticed this and was willing to get along with me?

What should I do if I suddenly feel guilty?
The Mist Corpse Dragon lowered its head and continued to "look" at her quietly.

Feng Ying came back to her senses and waved her hands, saying, "Indeed, I was planning to take you out for a walk and do some things after you completed your evolution.

There is no need for that now. There are a lot of ancient dragons outside. If you, a useless guy, run out, you will be crushed to death by other ancient dragons in a blink of an eye. I can't save you.

I came here to tell you that something big is going to happen soon, so stay in the miasma zone and don’t show up until everything is over.”

As if dissatisfied with Feng Ying's attitude of looking down on it, the Mist Corpse Dragon flapped its wings and spread out spore mist mixed with special miasma.

The scattered Zombies of the Tragic Claw Dragon gathered around as if they had received some signal.

Feng Ying was not nervous. When she saw a Carcharodontosaurus getting too close to her, she raised her foot impatiently and kicked its head aside.

"What? Just relying on these things makes you feel that you are capable again? You have never been beaten by an ancient dragon, right? Is there anything left after the Flame King Dragon exhales?

Oh, I almost forgot, with your body shape, are you a minor?"

The Mist Corpse Dragon swung its tail and attacked Feng Ying.

Feng Ying, who was on guard, quickly raised her shield to block the "attack".

The force of this blow was quite heavy, and the shield made a dull "clang" sound. Feng Ying, who didn't have time to prepare herself to resist the impact, staggered back two steps.

"Are you serious?!"

"giuyaaa!"

The man and the dragon stared at each other for a moment.

Feng Ying exhaled heavily and put away her shield, "Okay, stop making trouble, just live a good life in this miasma area.

Remember, don't go out recently, or you'll lose your sense of who you are if a few mushrooms grow on your body.

I'm leaving. We'll see each other again if there's a chance. If not, forget it!"

After saying that, Feng Ying raised her chin towards the Mist Corpse Dragon as a farewell greeting, and was about to turn around and leave.

The Hazak suddenly flapped its wings, creating a strong wind. Something was blown by the airflow and hit her in the face.

Feng Ying tore off the thing on her face and found that it was a two or three meter long dark red cloth that was rotten and ancient and gave off a horrifying aura.

"Hey!"

She glared at the Hazak angrily.

And that strange and bizarre figure had already disappeared into the vast fog.

Ps.
　Sealed Dragon Skeleton Cloth! My favorite appearance equipment.

　　Although it is a helmet in the game and cannot be worn with other helmets, if you consider the reality, it is normal to wear a scarf while wearing armor, right?
　　(End of this chapter)