Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1726 [Fu Fu’s Bizarre Adventure 118] Of course!

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Under Ansir's silent gaze, Fufu put down the camera awkwardly, "What are you doing? Can't I take a picture to show off to Muti and my friends in the training camp?"

Anhil continued to stare at her for a few seconds before saying, “Muthi can, she has someone around to answer her questions and solve her doubts.

The kids in the training camp can't do that. Your showing off might cause them to misjudge the strength of a large monster of this level, leading to unknown consequences."

"All right."

Feeling disappointed, Fu Fu put down the camera, but she soon became excited again, "By the way, uncle! Do you have other materials of this Barbarian Jaw Dragon?"

The King of the Strange Faces nodded vigorously, and his piled-up headdress shook. "Yes, I know you will use the monster materials to make equipment, so I will have someone deliver them to you if you have any."

Fu Fu looked at her father expectantly again, "So I..."

Ansir interrupted him before he could finish his words. He knew what the kid was going to say, "No, I'll just let you take a few photos to show off, or make a specimen of this head and hang it in your room.

But don’t even think about using the materials from this Savage Jaw to make equipment.

The equipment worn by a hunter is both protective gear and a signboard, as well as a medal. Using equipment made from monster materials that are far beyond your own strength will not only make you dull in the hunting grounds, but will also cause others to misjudge your strength. Strictly speaking, it is a fraudulent act.

Whether from the perspective of a father or the commander of the investigation team, I will not allow it."

Seeing her father say this, Fu Fu knew there was no room for negotiation, but she still couldn't help but complain in a low voice, "But I did hunt this Barbarian Jaw Dragon 'alone'."

"Don't play word games with me. You are a 'human', plus a hunting cat, dozens of strange-faced people, and a king of the strange-faced people, right?

Then why don't you say that this Brute Jaw was hunted by a cat?"

Fu Fu was choked and speechless, but the rebelliousness of her age did not allow her to just give in.

"Then I can store those materials in the bottom of the box, or sell them for money, right? Even if they can't be considered as my hunting, they were given to me by my uncle!"

Ansel's eye twitched. This indeed made sense from every angle.

".what ever."

Seeing that her father was no longer trying to stop her, Fu Fu's thoughts began to diverge, "No, selling them for money is too stupid, I should find a craftsman to help me process those materials into gifts.

The scales and other things can be polished and made into decorations, the claws and fangs can be made into handicraft daggers, and the leather is a good thing, which can be made into leather hats, leather coats, and leather shoes to give to grandparents, aunt, and Master Fengying.

Just to prepare these for them, I "personally participated in the hunt" for a Brute Jaw Dragon to show my filial piety, and I should be able to earn a lot of pocket money!
Dad, do you want me to prepare a belt or something for you? I won’t ask you for pocket money. Please introduce me to a good craftsman.

This belt is made from monster materials that my daughter "participated in hunting" herself. It's very impressive to wear it!

Anshil: “.”

He did not comment on his daughter's deteriorating filial piety, but he had to admit that he did have expectations for the belt.

When I find the chance, it will probably be easy to whip you with a belt made from the monster you "personally participated in hunting".

A place where demons gather.

As the heat wave rose high into the sky, the ashes fell like snow. Looking at the endless charred soil in front of her, Feng Ying couldn't help but sigh: "It was burned so cleanly, it really has become a deserted island now."

"Gi——"

The Mist Hazrat standing next to her didn't look very happy.

When the fungus was multiplying wildly before, although it was difficult to control, it was also a beautiful and thriving scene, at least that was the case in its eyes.

Unlike now, it's bare and there's nothing left.

More importantly, its only friend is also leaving, and in the days to come, it will have to spend its long and boring life alone.

Feng Ying is no longer the heartless girl she used to be. Of course, she can guess the reason why the Mist Corpse Dragon is depressed.

"The scorched soil is the most fertile, and within a few years, new forests will appear on the island, and animals will gradually migrate here.

You must control the miasma, adjust the earth veins, and strive to form a stable and cyclical ecological environment on this island. Only then can you truly become the master of this island."

Feng Ying spoke easily, while Ai Bo was busy translating and sweating profusely.

After finally making the Mist Corpse Dragon understand what she meant, the former did not react at all, and seemed to have no interest in the so-called "becoming the real master of the island".

Feng Ying smiled and glanced at it, then continued, "During this process, don't forget to intensify your practice and strengthen your ability to control the miasma and spores.

You are not an ordinary Hazak. With the help of spores, you have the ability to leave the miasma environment and go to other places.

It's just that it can easily cause an ecological disaster and attract siege from the guild or even other ancient dragons.

If one day, you can perfectly control the spores and no longer cause serious impact on the surrounding environment, I may be able to take you to see the outside world.

The scenery in my hometown is very beautiful, with cherry blossoms blooming all year round.

The abandoned shrine is a nice place, close to my home, but there is a dragon that comes out from time to time, so you might have to squeeze with it.

But if you ask me which place is most suitable for you, it must be Yuquan Township. Unfortunately, that place is the territory of another powerful guy.

But then again, the only thing that can truly restrain your miasma is high-temperature flames, but that guy is good at wind and water, and the only thing you are not afraid of is water, hey?
You should be more insidious and don't fight head-on. Just rush into the fog and smog of Yuquan Township and surround that guy with miasma. By the time that guy realizes what's happening, his body will probably be covered with mushrooms.

In this way, maybe we can really drive that guy away, and it can be regarded as revenge for Yuedu."

The Mist Corpse Dragon turned its head to look at Ai Bo. It couldn't understand Feng Ying's long chatter, but its intuition told it that this passage contained very important information to it.

Ai Bo's face almost cracked when he heard this, "Feng Ying, aren't you making this a bit too big?
Taking the ancient dragon away from its original habitat and settling it on another continent, the people in the guild won't agree, right?"

Feng Ying, however, looked nonchalant, "Why would I disagree? If I can establish a deeper connection with an ancient dragon that is close to humans, the higher-ups will be willing to give it a try. At worst, I can go talk to the Great Elder.

Even from the most utilitarian point of view, this guy is the most suitable partner for humans. He has a relatively gentle personality, does not like to run around, and can help adjust the environment.

More importantly, even if the worst happens in the future and this guy is ready to commit suicide, it will not be difficult to restrain him. He can't fly, so it's easy to beat him.

Well, don’t translate the last sentence.”

"gi!"

Sensing the malicious intent, the Mist Corpse Dragon sprayed miasma in her face.

Ai Bo, with a confused look on his face, finally made the Mist Corpse Dragon understand Feng Ying's meaning through a series of methods including drawing pictures.

Sure enough, it jumped up excitedly, ran around Feng Ying like a hound, and then went back to its nest deep in the miasma zone without looking back.

It has no intention of coming out again until it learns how to completely control those spores.

Feng Ying, who solved the fungal infestation problem in the Demon Gathering Land, returned to Xingchen.

Knowing her bold plan to take away the Mist Corpse Dragon in the future, not only the scholars but even Ansir was shocked.

The top leaders of the investigation team organized a special meeting for this purpose, but unfortunately no conclusion was reached. After all, there had never been such a precedent in history, and no one could predict whether the outcome of this would be good or bad.

In the end, they had no choice but to send a messenger to send the meeting minutes back to Dondoruma for the Great Elder to decide.

Leaving behind a group of troubled people, Feng Ying, feeling relaxed, first ran to the Mountain Cat Pavilion for a big meal, and then strolled towards Anshil's house.

She hasn't forgotten that she has a cheap disciple.

When she saw Fu Fu, the bandage on Fu Fu's head had not been removed yet. Before Feng Ying had time to ask her what was going on, she stuffed a strange-shaped ornament into Feng Ying's hand.

"The nasal bone of the Barbarian Jaw?" Feng Ying knew what it was at a glance.

Barbarian Jaw Dragons are also distributed in the Land of Fire. She is very familiar with this kind of monster.

"I'm hunting alone!" Fu Fu put her hands on her hips.

"I believe you."

"Well, we have Fish Shovel and Uncle to help us."

Fu Fu knew that she couldn't hide it from Feng Ying, so she held up a scarlet red mask and said, "And this one, the golden one was too heavy, so I asked my uncle to make me another one!"

"Very good. You look more and more like your mother. By the way, was the wound on your head caused when you were hunting the Brute Jaw Dragon?"

Fu Fu touched the bump on the back of her head. "This? This is not it. This is what happened when I saw a sea dragon a while ago. I was hit by it (the waves it created) and was unconscious for several days!"

".You seem to have had a lot of experiences during my absence."

"That is!"

"You're not afraid. Is this kind of life interesting?"

"interesting!"

"Do you still want to continue like this, being a half-baked hunter and traveling around?" Feng Ying asked with a smile.

"of course!"

Ps. All in all, what follows is a brand new story!

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