Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 923: Stand up for me!

Gale held a light crossbow, alert to dangers that might be lurking in the shadows of the trees.

On the moss-covered rotten wood, a thunderworm was slowly scraping away at the decay.

"Gollum."

Xuanxuan swallowed and saw that everyone else was busy and had no time to pay attention to herself, so she quietly grabbed the white and tender endurance thunderworm, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed it.

Herta gently stroked the huge tree roots that were winding like a mountain wall in front of her, her eyes filled with awe as if she were witnessing a god.

She felt that she somewhat understood why this place was called the "Ancient Tree Forest".

This kind of "antique" is not necessarily reflected in the year of existence. Every plant and tree in the forest, a butterfly, a mushroom, all give people the feeling of being one.

These species have evolved together for countless years.

If the entire forest of ancient trees were described as an ancient being, everything within sight would be her skin, her flesh and blood, and her hair.

Just like the vines intertwining among giant trees to form bridges and pathways, they are by no means man-made and can be regarded as natural plants. The reason for such evolutionary growth is elusive.

It is as if this land has its own consciousness and pulse, and a pair of invisible giant hands has shaped everything into this amazing appearance.

As if he had seen through the wonder and emotion in her heart, the dragon hunter said softly: "Keep watching, the longer you stay in the New World, the more you will understand.

This land is alive. "

Giant trees in the western forest.

Together with the old scholar who specializes in orc research, the alcoholic trio is slowly exploring and reconnaissance.

The scholar didn't say much to them, and his attention was almost entirely on Babaka.

"Oh! I've been studying the orcs in the New World, and I almost forgot what the Strange Faces of the Old World looked like!" The orc scholar kept writing and drawing while walking around Babaka.

"How do you speak the language of the Qimian tribe in the Old World?" The old scholar muttered and recalled, "Baka chatter, right?"

".Kabababa."

"Kacha ya baba! ga ya" the old scholar said a lot, getting more and more excited as he spoke.

Babaka, who is always lively and noisy, stiffened up and hid behind his master Maka.

Maka looked at the old guy warily, and her words contained a warning, very rudely, "What are you going to do? I'm warning you, don't mess around!"

Ted couldn't help but be curious and asked Maka: "What did he say to Babaka?"

"He first asked Babaka if he was of age."

"Um"

"Then he asked Babaka if he was interested in 'mating' with the Strange Face Tribe in the New World. He said that he had dealings with some Strange Face Tribe tribes and expressed curiosity about whether there was reproductive isolation between the two sides.

He also said that the strange-faced people in the New World should welcome this distant relative from the Old World. The birth of mixed-race children can enrich racial genes. "

".Um?!!"

Ted stared at the old scholar with wide eyes, "Old guy, do you want Babaka to have a party with the girls from the Strange Face Tribe in the New World?!"

The experienced orc scholar corrected: "The mating relationship of the Strange Face Clan is not as chaotic as you think. To be precise, it is a harem."

Ted pondered for half a second, then turned to Babaka, "Babakar, you actually want to face your heart, right?

Just out of momentary shyness, I chose to retreat.

But how can a man choose to back down at a time like this!Stand up for me! "

"Kababa" Babaka looked a little embarrassed.

"Get out!" Maka kicked Ted angrily, "Don't teach Babaka bad, go and go on your own!" Ted grabbed Maka's hand and said seriously: "I have you, that's enough .”

Maca: "."

"Ouch, I'm going to vomit." Oshula was disgusted by Ted's words and quickly took a few steps away. "You guys are disgusting here. I'll go check around to see if there are any traces of monsters."

Maka, who was also disgusted, punched and kicked Ted.

Ted, who was wearing heavy armor and didn't feel any pain at all, gave Babaka a thumbs up.

Babaka looked at Ted with reverence. In its eyes, the sunlight shining through the gaps in the canopy shone on Ted's bald head, which looked particularly bright.

Some distance away from Ted and the others, Urshula tried to concentrate, looking for clues that might exist in the forest, but she couldn't stop lamenting in her heart.

Now that I'm thirty, shouldn't it be time for me to find a partner? If I don't find one, I really won't be able to find one.
"Wait. What is that?" Urshula narrowed her eyes, and all the messy thoughts were immediately forgotten.

While setting up the light crossbow, she whistled to attract the attention of her companions.

After receiving the signal, Ted and the others immediately gathered around and launched a defensive formation.

Oshula pointed to the higher ground.

The trunk of the big tree in front of them, which was more than ten meters above the ground, had a few bright white needle hairs.

Each one is as thick as a finger and tens of centimeters long. Due to its high position, it is easy to miss it if your eyesight is not sharp enough.

"You guys be on alert, I'll go up and take a look."

Maka said as she waved her hand and wanted to release the flying insects, but then she remembered that she and the flying insects from Oshula were temporarily donated to the researchers at the Plant Plant Research Institute for breeding experiments.

After all, flying insects are insects, and their lifespan is only a few years. Under normal circumstances, they have to return to the land of fire every one or two years to "renew" them.

But now that we are thousands of miles away from Yanhuo Village, there is no need to think about replacing the flying insects. We can only hope that the scholars from the Institute of Plant Biology can make a breakthrough.

For now, let's make do with the slinger.

Maka took a few steps back, took off from the pole, and after borrowing strength from the thick tree trunk several times, she soon arrived at the location of the guard hairs.

Since she was wearing thick gauntlets and wasn't worried about being poisonous, Maka pulled out a needle hair, then jumped off the tree trunk with a backflip, hung a branch with a projector rope, and slowed down to swing back to the ground.

Monroe came over, took a look at the guard hair, and said with great certainty: "It's the guard hair of a flying thunder dragon, a dragon-type monster that can glide and fly between big trees."

As he spoke, he glanced at the insect guide cages on the hunters' waists, "Haven't you been asking before, what are the uses of these guide insects?
It just so happens that I will take this opportunity to demonstrate it to you. "

As he spoke, he took out his knife, cut off a small section of the guard hair, and put it into the insect guide cage on his waist.

Insects that shone brightly like fireflies, but were much smaller than fireflies, landed on the guard hairs one after another.

After a few seconds, they flew out of the cage, leaving a conspicuous light path in the air while flying in a certain direction.

"The insect guide cage can be used as a lighting lamp, but its main function is to 'guide'."

The old scholar pressed his hat and explained: "If you find traces of monsters, whether it is hair, feces, saliva, scales, or even the soil that has been stepped on.

Collect some samples and put them into the guide insect cage. The extremely sensitive guide insects will lead you to find nearby traces. If you continue to search like this, you will soon find the location of the monster.

If you have encountered a certain monster many times and the guide worm has remembered the smell of this monster, the guide worm can directly lead you to find it without even looking for trace samples.

Isn't it very convenient? "

Ted shook his head, "It's not as convenient as Fumutu."

Experienced orc scholar: "."

Ps. For fear of confusion among readers, the "experienced orc scholar" mentioned here is the dragon tribe, and the orc tribe is the direction of its research. He is the one who guides the mission of the King of Strange Faces in the game.

(End of this chapter)