Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"Uh--"

Motion sickness has nothing to do with strength and perseverance.

Perhaps because it was the first time to ride a mine cart, he vomited his bones more than Anshir, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and passed out, falling down in the cart and twitching.

Worried about this guy's accident, Gordon and others had no choice but to give up the plan to take the mine cart to a further location, or get off at the camp near the mine to let the bones slow down first.

The result was similar to that of Anshir, who recovered from the minecart not long after. The frothing at the mouth, convulsions and fainting before seemed to be staged, and only Anshir could understand its pain.

The recovered bones refused to approach the minecart.

Considering that the railroad track of the mine car has not been laid too far, it will not save much time to continue riding.

Anshir and Bones formed a firm alliance again, and their resistance was much stronger than when Anshir was alone, and the rest of the journey turned directly into walking.

With a clear route and plan, they crossed the underground cave directly by the shortest route, and arrived at the hunter camp near the lava canyon in less than two days.

After another half day of rest, the four hunting cats came to the entrance of the camp and were doing the final confirmation before departure.

The hunters and tooth hounds were "lost" in the camp to stand by, and they were not the protagonists of this mission.

"Last check of weapons and armor meow."

"It's over meow!"

"Ready meow!"

"Meow meow!"

"Check the food, chestnuts, acorns, all kinds of flutes."

"It's over meow!"

"No problem meow!"

"Meow meow!"

In the camp, the hunters stretched their necks, paying attention to the movement here.

Anshir commented with great interest: "It's very interesting. Bones is a good leader. I guess it's not our turn to make a move this time."

"Keep your voice down, don't forget that it is also an old man just because it is Elu." Gordon said seriously: "The time he has been a hunting cat may be longer than the time the four of us have been hunters combined."

"...You're right." Anshir made a gesture to zip his mouth.

Feng Ying looked like "I've been tricked", "I thought I could finally see the legendary ancient dragon when I came out this time, but we just came to the camp to stand by?"

"Tyrannosaurus is a kind of flying dragon." Hayata reminded her in a low voice.

"Huh? Is that so?"

Gordon couldn't hold back, raised his hand and punched Fengying on the head.

When will this guy learn to listen carefully when sharing information?

"Let's go meow!"

"Meow!!!"

While Gordon taught Fengying a lesson, the hunting cats shouted and rushed out of the camp.

Bones and scythes are so fast that Pork Chop Pandan has to go all out to keep up with them.

This high-speed movement continued until after entering the lava canyon. Feeling the high temperature that was easy to normal, Bones signaled his partners to suspend their actions.

Out of prudent considerations, even though there were no other creatures in the canyon, Bones led them to find a hidden place to hide temporarily, and then communicate.

"I've been to the lava canyon too, the temperature is really abnormal, I'm going to take a cold drink." Bones said.

Elu and Meralu are more adaptable to the ambient temperature than humans.

Under normal circumstances, they don't need to drink hot or cold drinks, but at this time the temperature of the lava canyon has exceeded the threshold they can bear.

Pig Chop also took out the lava hide heat-insulating claw covers that Hayata sewed for them from the luggage, and distributed them to his partners, "Going forward, the cat can be scorched, and it will be better to wear these."

Xianglan put on the claws happily, Gu Gu hesitated, accepted it but didn't put it on, and even didn't connect the scythe.

Such a move naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the pork chops.

They knew that Huoyam didn't like to be in contact with humans, but they got along fairly well in the past few days, and they didn't know why the former rejected the claws so much.

Seeing that Xianglan bared her teeth, Bones explained, "The temperature on the ground is not unbearably hot now, and even if it will cause burns, I don't recommend wearing leather covers on the front paws, at most it can Wear a hind paw meow.

The front paws are used to use weapons, various props, and dig holes. Wearing a leather case has too much impact. "

After explaining the reason, Bones glared at the only Melaru in the team again, "Although this is a temporary team, everyone lacks tacit understanding and trust meow, but in order to complete the task, I still hope that all meows will get along well."

Facing the leader's "criticism by name", Huo Lian mumbled and took the claw cover, hung it on the bag, and shook his ears at Pandan and the others as an apology.

Xianglan snorted, and also put away her tiger teeth.

"Eat now, store energy meow, after contacting the induced target, we estimate that we won't be able to rest for a long time meow."

As Gu Gu said, he took out the dried fish and gnawed it. Seeing this, the other hunting cats also took out their food.

The pork chop thought for a while, and divided some of his fish sausage between the bones and the fire sickle.

Such an active act of repairing the relationship attracted Gu Gu's approving gaze, and he also distributed his favorite dried fish to the pork chops.

Huo Sickle, holding a sausage in his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and took out his favorite thin stick of Polygonum sativa, only to be hit by a bone with his paw.

"Who asked you to bring this meow in the mission! Don't spoil the young meow!"

"Meow"

Pandan licked the dried fish, and asked a question that he had been curious about for the past few days, but never had the opportunity to ask: "How did the names of Huo Lian, Senior Huo Lian and Master Gu come from?"

In fact, it is more curious about the name of the fire sickle. Most of the names of Ailu are arbitrary, but there is little chance to understand the words of Melaru.

Huo Lian looked distressedly at those Mutian Polygonum whose bones were thrown into the lava river and turned into a ball of coke, and replied casually: "It's nothing special.

When we were just born, our father looted a pair of scythes from a passing traveling salesman. He thought it was very useful, so he named us this. "

Xianglan murmured in her heart: Meow so casually, actually use the stolen spoils to name the cub Meow?

Bones also looked indifferent, "I'm an orphan Meow. I heard from the owner who adopted me that I saw him in the wild holding a skeleton and licking Meow, so I named him Bone Meow."

It's easy here too

"Master Gu also has a master meow? Is he also a hunter meow?" Gu Gu's words aroused the curiosity of Pig Chop.

"It's Meow, there used to be Meow, and then Meow passed away."

"Sorry meow."

Bone threw the last bit of dried fish and sausage into his mouth, "It's okay meow, the master is a meow who died of old age after retiring, and he is already considered the luckiest among hunters."

Pork chop nods to the head.

As Bones said, unless he retires for various reasons in the middle, the number of hunters who can live to retire at an old age is actually very small.

Panlan tilted her head.

It brought him into himself. If Hayata retires one day, he probably won't continue to be a hunting cat, right?

"So, Master Gu didn't think about changing careers to do something else?" Xianglan asked with blinking eyes.

Gu Gu saw that everyone had almost eaten, so he patted the food crumbs on his paws and stood up.

It smiled and said to Xianglan: "As long as I can remember, I have been trained to hunt cats, I don't know anything else, I don't know what to do when I change careers, so I never thought about it.

Maybe, being a hunting cat and fighting to the death is not a bad meow.

Okay meow, everyone is full meow, ready to go meow. "