Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 916 What it will look like 50 years later
Two rough hands were held together, and the crunching sound made one's teeth ache.

After half a minute, the leader relaxed his strength, separated their hands, and laughed with his hands on his hips, "Hahaha, as expected, the wrist strength is also first-rate, let's call it a draw!"

Gordon retracted his hand in silence, "You don't have to save face for me. You can't fake your strength. You won."

He originally thought that given the opponent's six to seventy-year-old age, his muscle strength would decline more severely, so he put some water in at first, but he was caught off guard and the bones of his hand were almost crushed by the opponent.

In the end, he had exhausted all his strength, but the grand leader still seemed to have some remaining strength.

At least in terms of wrist strength, the opponent is indeed better than him.

To be honest, this is the first time Gordon has met someone who can hold his own in terms of strength.

Of course, the great elders are not included in the category of "people".

Seemingly appreciating the phrase "Strength cannot be faked," the leader reached out and patted Gordon on the shoulder again.

This time it was an encouraging pat on the shoulder, not the kind that made a loud sound and could break the table.

"I'm sorry, this old guy is always like this, but it seems that he quite likes you." The commander-in-chief walked over with a smile, "'Brave Gordon', right? He is really an outstanding young man.

Mecca told me something about you in the letter, the head of the special investigation team, haha, you will be the one to lead these young people from now on! "

After finishing speaking, the Commander-in-Chief looked at the crowd on the trestle and said, "Everyone from the Special Investigation Team, on behalf of the New World Ancient Dragon Investigation Team, I welcome you all.

I won’t say any more clichés. The welcome dinner has been prepared. Come with me! "

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the large canteen "Weapons and Lynx Pavilion" in the Star Stronghold is in full swing.

"Meow--"

Pork Chop and Pandan gathered in front of the open kitchen, watching the cat chefs of the investigation team show off their skills.

The head chef, or as they say here, the head cook, is Elu who feels more like a butcher than a chef.

The height of adult Ellu is about one meter. For example, Pandan is 99 centimeters. Unfortunately, the last centimeter has never grown.

The pork chop has a good foundation. After eating and practicing with an owner like Gordon for many years, his height has jumped to over 110 centimeters, which is a full circle taller than the average Ellu cat.

The chef in front of him is nearly 130 centimeters tall. His muscles are all gnarled to the point of being somewhat deformed. His shoulders are as wide as two normal Erlu. There is a huge scar on his closed right eye, which seems to belong to some kind of monster. Claw marks.

Just standing there with his arms folded, a powerful feeling hit him.

In the center of the cat chefs' cooking area is a huge and thick rock slab. A fire is burning underneath, making the slab hot.

Put fresh meat rich in oil on it, and the sound of "sizzling" will make people want to drool.

Pandan's saliva was already watering.

Pork Chop was intently observing the cooking methods of the cat chefs.

The cooking methods of the investigation team's cat chefs are mainly grilling on rock slabs and stewing in large pots.

It may be too wild and monotonous in the eyes of some chefs who pursue exquisiteness, but in order to fill hundreds of mouths of the investigation team, this is the best way to strike a balance between deliciousness and efficiency.

Put fresh meat, fish, shrimps, shells and seafood on it, quickly fry it to create a caramelized layer, sprinkle a glass of strong wine, cover it with a lid and simmer for a while, then sprinkle with the most basic seasonings such as salt and pepper, and the aroma will be strong. Dispersed immediately.

The chef, who had never done much, just stood aside with his strong arms, sniffling, a "Okay" expression on his face, and nodded slightly.

Cat Chef stepped aside respectfully.

The chef raised his cat's paws, carefully picked up a sprig of fresh rosemary, and carefully placed it in the center of the just-finished grilled fish.

Infuse the soul.

Pandan almost spit out her saliva, and she couldn't wait to ask: "Can it be eaten?"

The chef crossed his arms again and made a cold "please enjoy" gesture.As soon as Chef Mao put the grilled fish on an equally huge plate, Pandan pounced on it.

The pork chop’s eyes shone brightly, “So it’s like this, it not only retains the original flavor and tenderness of the ingredients, but also takes into account the burnt aroma and crispiness of the grill.

The only problem is that the quality and freshness of the ingredients are extremely high. The cooking method can only be used in areas where the abundant ingredients originate. It’s exciting! "

The head chef turned his head and looked at the young Elu.

Strong muscles, powerful claws, the huge scar on his forehead is very conspicuous, and there are countless small scars hidden among the hair.

This is a warrior cat who has experienced hundreds of battles.

Coupled with his knowledge and love for cooking and ingredients, the chef narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems to see its younger self.

"Meow--" The deep purring voice did not sound like an Elu cat, but more like the growl of some tooth dragon species.

"It seems that I have to show my hands in person, meow."

The head chef muttered something in a deep voice and clapped his paws.

The two Ellu cat chefs nodded vigorously and ran away. Not long after, they came back together carrying a huge piece of meat weighing forty or fifty kilograms.

The cross-section of the meat has beautiful marble-like fat patterns. This is the highest grade of herbivorous dragon meat.

The head chef slowly pulled out the huge cat sword behind him. Even if the tip was broken, the blade was still over one meter long.

As if to warm up, he shook his chest muscles.

Pandan's beard, which was using the cat's paw and knife and fork at the same time, quickly stuffed the grilled fish into his mouth, trembled, and stepped back while holding the plate, "The old man showing off his muscles is a bit disgusting, meow."

Chef: "."

At the wine table in front of the cooking table, the group leader burst out laughing, "Hahahaha, I haven't seen that guy look so serious for a long time.

It’s been a long time since I heard a young Ellu dare to say this, an old man showing off his muscles, hahahaha! "

Hayata, who was at the same table, smiled dryly and apologized for Pandan. That guy was always neither big nor small.

Gordon shrugged, took a few sips of wine, picked up a piece of leg meat from an unknown bird, and ate it happily.

Anhil looked at the group leader, then at the chef, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Is that chef cat your hunting partner?"

"Haha, it used to be, but then we all retired too!" The leader threw a piece of meat with bones into his mouth, rinsed it and spit out the clean bones.

So will Ellu cats really become more and more like their owners?

Anhil once again looked at the leader who had torn off his sleeves and exposed two muscular arms.

It's still February, which is not even the beginning of spring, so the comment about Pandan wearing a vest doesn't seem to be a problem for this person.

Behind the barbecue station, the chef is wielding a cat sword, or should we say chef's knife?He bravely prepared the huge piece of herbivorous dragon meat.

Pork Chop seemed to have itchy hands, so he threw away his knife and fork and ran into the cooking area, grabbed an apron and put it on, and came to the head chef to help.

The group leader at the wine table seemed to be competing with Gordon, throwing roast meat into his mouth one after another, and the wine never stopped, and the wine barrel next to the table was almost empty.

Anhir sighed, turned to Hayata and said:

"I always feel like I can already see what Gordon and Pork Chop will look like in 50 or [-] years."

Ps.
　The grand leader must have retired, and he was never seen carrying weapons in the wild. (Of course, the bigger reason may be game performance needs)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)