Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

With the completion of the repair of the Dragon Fleet Mine Yamamaru, Gordon and his party ushered in a more leisurely life.

The kind that has to be laid back.

According to the captain of the ship, in the middle and late October, Fengshanlong may come with the monsoon at any time, and all members of the Sandy Ship Regiment responsible for the attack must also be on standby.

You can't choose a mission to go hunting at this time, and come back every few days, let alone a "gluttonous feast", you may even wash the dishes.

So, apart from occasionally going into the sand sea with the partners of the sand boat group to shoot targets, the two of them and the cat can only stay in Locklark and walk around.

The arrival of Pandan seems to have given them another choice.

Two people and one cat, who have no interest in shopping or shopping, began to train Pandan and watched inhumanely.

Maybe it's okay to say guidance?

As for the training location.

Dianthus, who has a decent job in Locklark, has a little house of her own.

Although compared with human houses, El's bridal chamber is much smaller, but it is still big enough for her and her sister Pandan to live in.

Pandan's "training ground" is in the small open space in front of the cave house.

There are many orcs living nearby, and apart from the most common Elle, you can also see a few Melaru (black cats) who are willing to obey the laws of the human world.

The most outrageous thing is that Gordon also saw a strange face

It was hard for him to believe that such a manic little thing could actually integrate into human society, but judging from its appearance, it was probably underage.

Perhaps this is the main reason?

Hayata and Gordon were still curiously looking at the orcs coming and going, but Pig Chop had already started checking Pandan's training equipment.

It can no longer be called a "little guy", and it seems to be very conscious of being a senior.

"Stone barbells, stone dumbbells, sandbags, wooden cat picks, targets, running rollers, everything is complete meow, these are prepared by your sister for you meow?"

Pig Chop stood in front of Pandan with his arms folded, as if he was an instructor.

Xianglan scratched her ears, "It's not meow, the husband of a neighbor's aunt has been a hunting cat meow, these are his training equipment meow."

"Senior Hunting Cat Meow? I really want to meet Meow!"

"It sacrificed meow." Pandan's ears drooped.

Pig Chop was silent for a while, "Although we Ailu are flexible and good at digging, the death rate is lower than that of hunters, but this is still the most dangerous job in the world.

If you really make up your mind, please be prepared. "

Gordon, who wanted to find another opportunity to build some thoughts on Xiao Xianglan so that he could truly realize the danger of hunting, sighed silently.

This is a cruel industry. As long as you enter this circle, you will find yourself hearing from time to time that someone has been seriously injured and retired, or unfortunately died.

Perhaps, that person was fighting with you for a drink a few days ago.

This feeling of death being so close is unimaginable for ordinary people.

Hayata also came to Panlan's side, and she stroked the latter's soft and shiny hair, "It's not shameful to be afraid and shrink back.

Once you feel that you are not suitable or unable to do what you want, it is a very wise decision to immediately choose to leave the hunting ground, or even leave the industry.

Entering the hunting ground with a reluctant mentality is irresponsible to yourself, and even more irresponsible to your partners. "

Those words from Hayatta may seem discouraging, but that's part of the test.

Ernest said similar things to Gordon, Amos said to Harjatta, and even the father of the pork chop, the steak, said the same thing to the pork chop.

A half-baked guy with a weak mind cannot survive in the cruel hunting ground.

Pandan lowered her head.

Pig Chop watched it from the sidelines, and as soon as the little one showed any signs of shrinking, it would immediately advise the latter to give up the idea of ​​becoming a hunting cat.

Like what Hayatta said.

In the hunting ground, there can be determined fighters, cautious and wise men, and ignorant and fearless fools are also welcome, but there is no room for half-baked ones.

"I even wanted to be a chef before, because the iron pot fried rice made by the head chef at Yatai is really delicious."

Xianglan said as if talking to herself: "I also thought about joining the Tourism Association as a tour guide like my sister, because that uniform is really nice.

My sister always said that I am hot in three minutes, meow, and I originally thought so, meow. "

Speaking of this, Xianglan raised her head, "But this time it seems a little different meow, I feel like I can stick to it meow!"

"Unfounded 'feeling' meow," Zhu Chop complained mercilessly, "Whether you can persist, let me come down and test you meow!"

".Meow?"

"Swing a cat pick a thousand times a day, ten sets of curls, ten sets of presses, and five kilometers of long-distance running meow!"

"Meow meow meow?!"

"The devil training to test your consciousness starts today meow!"

evening.

And when Shizhu finished her day's work as a guide and returned home, what she saw was a terrifying scene.

——In the temporary small training ground, there are barbells and dumbbells everywhere, and in the rollers used for long-distance running, two Ailu are running wildly on all fours.

It is pandan and pork chop.

"Hurry up meow! Don't be lazy meow!"

"I can't run anymore meow—"

"Not yet at the limit meow!"

"—Woo meow meow meow!"

The roller was stepped on too fast by the pork chop, and Panlan couldn't keep up with it, so she had to roll around in the big roller a few times.

Frantically tossing his limbs, he finally regained his running posture, accidentally tripped and rolled a few more times.

Dianthus: "."

When the pork chop dragged Panlan off the roller, Panlan had no strength to stand up, and her silver hair, which was originally smooth and soft, became gray and messy.

Shi Zhu felt distressed, and wanted to go up to help her sister, but was stopped by Zhu Pao's eyes.

"This level of training is not even a daily exercise for a hunting cat meow! If you want to give up, you can say so now meow! That will make it easier meow!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh"

Xiao Xianglan's voice was full of tears, and her address also changed from "Senior Pork Chop" to "Pork Chop Villain."

"I won't give up meow!"

"Very good meow! Take a break for two minutes, then start swinging the pickaxe meow!"

"Meow--!"

Under the "oppression" and "abuse" of pork chops, Pandan's progress was frighteningly fast.

Pig Chop gradually discovered that this little guy looked timid, but he was actually a very competitive Ai Lu.

Words of encouragement will not do it much good, and it is easy to be complacent because of a few compliments from Dianthus.

On the contrary, this kind of pressure training can stimulate its potential even more.

In fact, Elucat, a beastman, is similar to humans.

In a stable living environment, as long as the body is healthy and develops normally, there will be a certain amount of "redundancy" in muscle mass.

As long as you exercise and motivate in a reasonable way, in the first few weeks, your strength and endurance will usher in a wave of explosive growth.

The purpose of pork chops is to squeeze out these redundancies in a short time.

By then, Xianglan should be able to equip the most basic cat armor and cat pickaxe, follow them into the wilderness, and try her courage.

Only then can it be seen whether the little guy is qualified to become a real hunting cat.

ps. Some book friends commented that using "gold" as the currency unit feels inconsistent, so I changed the previous chapters to z. . . This unit should be more pleasing to the eye (paralyzed)

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