Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

It is a sunny morning.

There was no cloudy cyclone overhead, and the warm sun was shining on the shrubs, with their dewy buds a dazzling emerald green.

A spirit deer hopped over, just about to nibble on two young leaves, but the bush started to move by itself.

The frightened Linglu screamed "咴咴" and ran away.

"Shrub" walked forward in small steps.

To be precise, this is a person disguised as a bush.

"Since falling from a high altitude failed to kill me, I can't simply give my second life here." Alva encouraged himself, and under the cover of the bushes hanging on his body, slowly forward.

His target is the wreckage of the airship.

There are a lot of extremely useful materials in the cabin, including burning coal that can be used for heating, dry food, medicine, ropes, canvas and so on.

Right now, the most important thing is medicine.

It has been a whole day since the airship was shot down. The professor was seriously injured. It may be due to an infection, or he may have caught a cold. He is currently in a coma with a fever.

If you can't find the medicine to take back, the professor's age may not be able to support the arrival of support.

Pushing the cracked glasses, Alva continued to move forward.

He was very cautious, and kept walking a few steps, squatting for a while pretending to be a bush, observing the surrounding situation, and then walking a few more steps.

This is what the seniors of the scribes team taught him.

How do unarmed members of the scribes survive in the perilous wilderness?

two ways.

One is to run, as long as you run fast enough that the monsters can't catch up with you, then you are safe.

Gordon also said similar things to him, so he practiced long-distance running for several years.

It's a pity that this method is not applicable now. He can run by himself, and he can also run with the professor on his back, but the professor's current physical condition cannot withstand the bumps.

Another way is hiding.

As long as monsters can't find you, you are safe.

So he turned into a bush.

In this matter, he seems to be more talented?

From childhood to adulthood, he was the kind of person who didn't have a high sense of existence. When he was a child, he stayed at home and read books all day, but his parents thought he was lost and frantically searched for him.

In fact, he was sitting in the study

A little bird flew over and landed on top of his head, lowering its head and combing its feathers with its beak.

Alva moved helplessly, and the frightened bird flew away in a hurry.

"Is my sense of existence really so low?" Alva muttered.

He pushed aside the branches that blocked his view, and looked forward, the area where the wreckage of the airship was scattered was still tens of meters away.

"Don't rush, take your time, take your time."

Resisting the urge to shake off the bushes and run directly, Alva continued to squat and slowly moved forward.

There are a lot of things scattered on the surrounding ground, for example, what is in front of him now is most of the food, the oil paper on the package has been torn, the food inside has been damp, and there is a lot of soil on it.

But Alva did not dislike it.

The "walking bush" stays on it for a moment, when the bush leaves.

Carry food items disappeared.

"Well, there's some noodles, but luckily it hasn't gone bad." Alva muttered with the food in his mouth.

It's a pity that he is not a hunter, and he doesn't have the ability to "turn animals into barbecue", otherwise the spirit deer just now should be more delicious.

Finally, he came to the wreckage of the airship.

After carefully confirming that there was no threat in the surrounding area, including the sky, he crawled out of the bushes, stooped into the half-filled cabin.

"Huh—time is running out."

Alva took a breath, and quickly rummaged through the mess of debris.

magnifier? It can be used to light a fire, take it with you.

A knife for cutting paper? Maybe it will come in handy, take it with you.

This is a bottle of medicine that can reduce fever! found it!

Alva cheered softly, he was convinced that the messy things in front of him were not a pile of rubbish, but a pile of treasures!

Continue to rummage.

Is this carrying food? !

In the dark and narrow space of the broken cabin, which was even upside down, Alva writhed excitedly.

food! This is an important material second only to medicines right now!

There is no shortage of water sources in the Lingfeng Mountains, and with the addition of these foods, he and the professor can last for a long time.

Maybe we can wait until the help arrives!

Alva took a deep breath to calm down.

He tore a piece of canvas, and packed the seven or eight food items he had just found, a few sundries, and the most important medicine.

Just as he was about to go out of the cabin, a gust of wind came into his ears.

The sunlight penetrating into the cabin through the gap was also blocked, and it seemed that some kind of giant was hovering above the wreckage of the airship.

Alva froze.

He lay down cautiously, held his breath, and tried his best to reduce the sense of existence.

After more than half a minute, the creature hovering outside seemed to leave.

Alva didn't dare to relax his vigilance, and waited for a few more minutes before he walked lightly to the edge of the cabin, looked out through the cracked hull, and there was nothing around.

It does appear to have left.

Alva rubbed his face, it seems that the wreckage of the airship can no longer come here, he must go back as soon as possible, take the professor away from this area, and find a safer place.

Alva, who was carrying a large amount of supplies, turned into a bush again and cautiously returned to his hiding place with the professor.

This is a big tree hole three or four meters high from the ground.

Although it is inconvenient to go up and down, it can effectively prevent the unconscious professor from being picked up by some small monsters when he goes out to find supplies.

Go back to the narrow tree hole lightly, and then hide the hole with branches.

After a lot of effort, after feeding the professor the medicine, Alva hugged his knees and waited quietly.

When he was in a daze and was about to fall asleep, the professor finally woke up from his coma.

"Alva"

Hearing someone call his name, Alva was confused for a moment, and then said pleasantly: "Professor! You finally woke up! Are you okay?"

The professor panted slowly for a while, and then slowly checked his injuries bit by bit.

"The left leg was broken, and two ribs were broken. Fortunately, I can't die for the time being." The antipyretics worked very well. Although the professor was still weak, his eyes had regained clarity.

"What's the situation now?"

"It has been a whole day since the crash, and this tree hole is less than one kilometer from the crash site in a straight line"

"These are not the key points, ahem." The professor interrupted him, "What about the information, have you sent it yet?"

"Sent!"

Alva nodded vigorously, "We were very lucky, not only survived the soft landing, but even a peregrine falcon survived.

I sent out the things you wrote down, as well as the coordinates of the crash site, with the peregrine falcon.

With the speed of the peregrine falcon, if all goes well, they will arrive at East Doruma tomorrow. I don't know when the rescue will arrive.

There should be rescue, right? "

"There should be rescue, but it is estimated that it will not be a special rescue."

The professor didn't comfort him with meaningless good words, "The information we sent is not enough for the guild to make a decision on the next step, the greatest possibility is that the guild sends high-ranking hunters to approach and reconnaissance from the ground.

By the way, they will also search and rescue us. I suggest that you should not have too much expectation. "