hunt and eat

"Hey... Pain~ pain~ pain!"

Caught off guard, the girl screamed and jumped up from the table.

Behind her, a fierce-looking old man with a cyclops, more like a pirate leader than a captain, walked slowly with a wooden left leg.

"There are guests, how long do you want to sleep?"

The old man cursed angrily.

Then he picked up his pipe from the ground, slapped it a few times, and looked at the boys and girls in front of him.

Um, they must be underage, right?

Looking at the tall figure who looked like a little giant, and the red-haired girl next to him who was also over two meters tall and whose figure was too good to be underage, the old man fell into a rare hesitation.

The other two girls are quite normal, one looks thirteen or fourteen years old, and the other is about ten years old...

Wait, how could a hunter be in his early teens?

Thinking of this, the old man suddenly looked at the black-haired dragon girl with an inexplicable expression.

"You... are all official hunters?"

"That's for sure, boss, we're still a four-star team!" Guta raised the blue four-star badge on his chest, indicating that he wasn't lying.

"Uh... well."

Scratching his head, the boss put down his pipe in a rare way, "I don't know how many guests, which dense forest do you want to go to?"

"Hey, can it still be the one next to us...the one with [Forest of the Dead]."

"That's right, people love to talk nonsense when they are old..." The old man laughed at himself, and then yelled angrily at the yellow-haired girl who was standing and dozing off again at some point: "It's time to set sail, idiot, Hurry up and power up the boat!"

The girl who was sleeping soundly was almost frightened to death, then she gave the old man a vicious look, and turned around cursing and went to work.

"Old bastard, he loves to order me around. Be careful that I won't kill you in the future!"

Turning a deaf ear to nothing, the old man made a gesture of invitation to the springboard beside him.

"Although the power is not as good as those official guys, in terms of stability, our [Barefoot] will never lose."

Hearing this, Guta first glanced at the not-too-large flying ship in front of him, and then inadvertently glanced at the old man's wooden left leg and the face full of torn scars.

Is this the old-timers?

He secretly sighed in his heart.

In recent months, with the opening of the airship facility, it has become less and less common to go to the mission site by oneself in the past. Instead, more and more hunters have begun to take the airship to the mission site.

Although the traditional Chocobo and Marutori stations have some complaints about this, they are also powerless to resist the crushing dimensionality reduction attack of the airship industry.

Although the flying boat will cost a lot more, it can save almost several times the travel time. As long as there are hunters with financial resources, how many hunters are willing to take the thankless ground route?

Of course, in order to prevent large-scale unemployment at the post station, the guild is also planning to convert those chocobos and marutori into transportation and logistics supplies. Of course, this is a later story, and it is not what Guta cares about.

What he thought of at the moment was something else related to the old man in front of him.

Temporary routes, or unofficial small flying ships, are the only way to travel from the air to special areas that are not covered by official routes.

Of course, these flying ships are also under the supervision of the guild, and even the source of these flying ships is closely related to the guild.

According to what Guta once heard, those airships that failed to meet the predetermined standards in terms of quality, or were relatively small in size, were almost all allocated to those who had made major contributions, but An old hunter who retired for various reasons.

There are various reasons for their retirement, but the only thing in common is that they have lost enough combat power to support them to continue hunting, and some people even have difficulties in life.

The old man in front of him is most likely a former senior.

Soon the power compartment of the spacecraft was refilled.

Symbolically giving the Canglanxing team 5 tickets, the old man casually collected Guta's and their boat fare, and slapped the head of the yellow-haired girl who hurried past.

"Go, bring some refreshments to the guests."

"Smelly old man, if you pat me on the head like this again, I will really be angry!"

The grumpy girl clutched her flushed forehead in dissatisfaction, cursing for a while.

Guta suddenly felt that this guy might be able to chat with Weiwei.

Soon, as the fixed anchor cable was retracted, the airship began to slowly leave the ground.

Because they brought Schiff and Snowball with them this time, the space on the boat seemed a bit cramped.Especially Schiff, who likes to lean over the side of the ship when he has nothing to do, and always trots to change positions.

Even after being punched by the master a few times, there was no sign of repentance at all.

I don't know why, but canines like to blow the wind so much.

After the flying ship has risen to a certain height, it will inevitably usher in a boring and stable sailing.

Fortunately, both the old captain and Guta and the others were the type of people who liked to chat, which somewhat eased the lackluster boring time.

Guta chatted casually with the captain while eating the small biscuits specially provided by the ship.

After a brief chat, everyone in the Canglanxing team also knew the names of the old captain and the yellow-haired girl.

The old captain's name is Zapp, and the grumpy girl next to him is his granddaughter Yamanashi.

The grandfather and grandson drove this flying boat, which was just a few months ago. Before that, they were running a fur business in a small village called Chike Village.

"You got this equipment from hunting yourself?"

Zhepu glanced at the equipment made by the Canglanxing team, which was often made of high-level monster materials, and asked curiously.

"Of course, here..." Guta laughed heartily, and pointed to Weiwei who was trying to take advantage of her size to snatch the biscuit from Miejin's hand, but was suppressed instead.

"This is the blacksmith in our team."

"Young people are awesome, young people are awesome."

The old captain sighed while steering the rudder.

Not long after his debut, this young hunter already has the strength to hunt high-level monsters, and the future is simply immeasurable.

"Looking at your old man's appearance, you were probably also a hunter before, right?"

Guta hugged his chest, and pouted his head at the old pair of sabers hanging at the end of the corridor.

"Hey, you may not believe me when I tell you, old man, I used to be a well-known hunter."

When talking about this, Captain Zhepu obviously talked about sex, and said with a sigh of relief: "Because I move very fast, and because of the red light brought by the double-knife ghost transformation, I was even called […] Barefoot] Zhepu, it's a pity..."

"What a pity?" Nia looked at the old man curiously.

"It's a pity. Later, I met a monster that ran faster than me. This leg was eaten and I couldn't run anymore."

Old Zhep patted his wooden leg nonchalantly, and told a hellish joke about his own experience.

Guta and Nia looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or comfort.

In the end it was silence.

"Speaking of which, how did the guests think of going to that ghostly place [Forest of the Dead]?"

Probably because he thought it was boring to talk about his past career all the time, the sophisticated captain quickly changed the topic back to this voyage.

"Go to participate in [Catastrophe Hunting], or [Trial of Natural Disaster], this year's venue is there."

As Guta spoke, he glanced at Weiwei who was inexplicably chatting with that girl named Yamanashi, and muttered in his heart.

Can stinky mouth monsters also attract each other like stand-in messengers?

Hearing this, the old man who was manipulating the rudder was stunned, and immediately turned to look at the unusually tall boy beside him.

"Oh, my little brother turned out to be the reserve seed of the Gulong regiment. I'm really disrespectful."

For a powerful hunter, no matter how old he is, other hunters will always respect him.

After all, this is also the root of the hunter's life.

"It's not just me, boss... that short girl over there is too."

Guta pointed to the corner with a smile, groaning, chewing the biscuits like a hamster.

As if hearing Guta's voice, Miejin kept talking, turned his head to look at Guta and the others, and then leisurely turned his attention back to the food at hand.

"It seems that Miejue really likes the biscuits made by Yamanashi, well, the taste is indeed very unique."

Guta pinched his chin and whispered a compliment.

The old Zhepu next to him also had a brighter smile on his face.

Don't look at the old Zhepu who beat and scolded Yamanashi in front of others, but after all, she is his own granddaughter, so it is natural to feel gratified to be praised by others.

"That girl, that's all she can do." Old Zhepu waved his hand, and then he glanced at Guta and the others in amazement, "There are not many of you who can join the ancient dragon group at this age, it will probably be a legend in the future big shot."

"Hey, speaking of it, when the old man picks up guests in the future, he might be able to brag about what happened today."

Before Old Zhepu finished speaking, he heard a girl's exclamation from the side.

"What...you are going to participate in the trial of natural disasters!"

"That big guy is the chief of G!"

Guta turned his head to look over there with black lines all over his head, and as expected, it was Weiwei's big mouth again.

"Um, you... no, you are, the rumored second-generation star?"

"Chief G?"

Hearing his granddaughter's words, even the old Zhepu became a little uneasy, and looked excitedly at the speechless ancient pagoda.

These old guys have all experienced the [golden generation] of hunters 50 years ago.

For the ancient pagoda, which was recently rumored to be the second-generation [Annihilation Qing], whose combat power is equally terrifying, and can even be compared to natural disasters with a mortal body, it is true that he has admired his name for a long time, and even has a different kind of excitement and longing.

"Second-generation Venus? There is no such thing~" Guta shook his head noncommittally.

Then he turned his head to look at the vast sea of ​​clouds below him.

"If you really want to find a similar title, then I prefer this name..."

"Blue Star."

Inadvertently recalling Lan Xing who lived in his previous life in his mind, Guta sighed leisurely.

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Chapter 10 Extremely Giant Hate Bird and Devil Vine, the [Forest of the Dead] where freaks are everywhere

Half a day later, as the altitude of the flying boat gradually dropped, Guta leaned on the side of the boat and saw the lifeless dense forest directly below.

Different from the chirping of birds and animals in ordinary forests, this giant virgin forest with trees generally 40 meters high is surprisingly quiet.

No, maybe it should be called...

Dead silence.

"This is where you are going." Biting the pipe on his lips, Old Zhepu looked a little dignified.

One hand firmly grasped the joystick beside him, obviously guarding for something.

Yamanashi, who had been talking to Weiwei, immediately picked up the crossbow spear at her feet and aimed it at the dense forest below.

Dimly aware of something, Nia frowned.

"Is it dangerous here, Captain Zapp?"

"Should I say it's dangerous... No, maybe I should say it's dangerous."

The old Zhepu remained vigilant about the surrounding environment, and said word by word: "Although I don't know why, this year's [Disaster Hunting] will be held here, but I have to remind you that this place is really dangerous. "

Looking at the solemn expression of the old captain, the Canglanxing team looked at each other, and they all saw the puzzlement on their faces.

"You mean... this forest?" Qiao Qiao asked in a low voice while putting on her claws like a model.

Shaking his head, Zapp was silent for a while, murmuring in a low voice.

"No, I mean everything here."

"There's no such thing as safety in this damn place."

Before the words fell, accompanied by a shrill cry, a black figure almost as big as one-third of the flying ship suddenly sprang out from the forest below.

Relying on his strong eyesight and superhuman reflexes, Guta recognized what it was in an instant.

The Hatebird, a scavenging bird, often surrounds dead or dying creatures, and is often regarded by some superstitious people as an omen of bad omen.