Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter

  Chapter 94 On board an empty boat

   In the next two days, Gordon and Alva got along very happily.

  The only thing that bothers him is that, except for the working time of recording data, Alva is almost always behind him.

  Gordon is clear, it’s not because of any strange reasons such as his own special personality charm, it’s just that Alva is greedy for the monster materials he carries with him at all times

  Although most of the materials have been handed over to the caravan along with spare equipment such as explosive knives and refined ore sets, and entrusted to them to send to the target Naguli Village, Gordon still carries some relatively precious monster materials with him.

  For example, the flame bag of the big monster bird, the stomach stone of the sleeping bird and so on.

  Iron ore, keel, wild boar skin and other cheap materials, it doesn’t matter if you lose a few pieces, but he will feel distressed for a long time without any of these "high-end goods", and he can only feel at ease if he keeps them with him.

  However, in the face of Alva's repeated begging, Gordon still relented and lent him these materials for research.

  Actually, research is nothing more than repeated observation with a high-power magnifying glass, and there is no need to worry about the damage to the material itself, but this already made Alva happy as if it was a holiday.

  For a student scholar like him, there are too few opportunities to personally touch monster materials.

   "Huh, it's really hot."

Climbing onto the deck, Gordon came to the bow of the boat with his bare upper body. He let the slightly cold and moist air in the clouds take away the excess heat. Take a breath.

  Getting rid of Alva's "entanglement", he became free again, so he took the initiative to take over the job of adding fuel to the fuel tank by Old Hei.

   The steam boiler that powers the propellers is located at the bottom of the pod, and the fuel used is a special ore from the volcanic area - burning rock carbon.

  The appearance of burning rock carbon is not much different from that of ordinary coal, but the effect when used as a fuel is very different. Whether it is temperature, energy density, or combustion persistence, burning rock carbon is far superior to the latter.

  However, rock-burning coal veins are scattered, and the collection points are mostly located in volcanic areas frequented by dangerous monsters, so the output is very low and the price is quite high, which cannot be used for daily heating.

  However, the exceptionally good combustion performance of burning stone carbon makes it have a good market in forging, mechanical fuel, alchemy and other industries, and the supply exceeds demand.

  The temperature in the boiler room is naturally high.

  The heat wave in the cabin made him feel the blood on his skin was boiling, but after finishing the work, he still gritted his teeth and persisted in front of the hot boiler for more than half an hour.

   It is said that the temperature in the volcanic area is comparable to that of the boiler room, and the temperature in the core area is even higher. Gordon wants to adapt to the high temperature in advance in this way.

  This method is actually a bit stupid. For high-temperature environments such as volcanic deserts, there is a special alchemy potion called "cold drink", or an alchemical drink that can be used to help hunters resist high temperatures.

  But Gordon still enjoys it.

The professor is always very busy. He is holding a long binoculars about his height, observing the surroundings non-stop, while Alva is writing and drawing on a tabletop-sized map, using a kind of Complicated text that Gordon couldn't understand.

  In order to make it easier for the professor to observe, Lao Hei deliberately lowered the flying altitude of the airship.

  At such a height, the clouds are very thin, and with the help of a long telescope, even small creatures such as spirit deer on the ground can be identified.

   After resting for a while, Gordon took out the book and read it by himself.

   This scene may shock the jaws of his group of friends, but Gordon unexpectedly found that he kind of likes the feeling of filling his brain with words and useful information.

  —"Latio Volcano Archaeological Documentary"

  This manuscript book was borrowed by Alva, and it belongs to the internal reading materials of the scrivener team. In fact, doing so violated the regulations, but the professor and Old Hei both turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

  Most of the knowledge in the book about the ancient civilizations buried under the solidified volcanic rocks of Latio Volcano may not be useful to him, but he tried his best to keep the distribution map of the ruins in his mind.

   If you have the opportunity to mine according to this picture, the probability of digging the guard stone will be higher, right?

   "Hmm, it seems that there is a hunter asking for help?" The professor holding the binoculars at the side suddenly made a sound, pulling Gordon's sight away from the ruins distribution map.

   "Where is where?!" Gordon reached out and grabbed another pair of binoculars on the shelf, and searched around. After all, he is also a hunter, so he seemed very concerned.

   "The small lake at three o'clock is on the pebble beach on the southwest side of the lake."

  Professor's quick and accurate description of the location allowed Gordon to quickly find the target location.

   Those were two hunters traveling together, waving their hands vigorously at the airship they were on, as if they were still shouting something loudly.

   "Should they think we are observing a hot air balloon?" Old Hei in the driver's seat seems to be very experienced in such situations, "I hope we can help observe the whereabouts of the target monster."

   Gordon looked at the professor expectantly, the old man was the decision maker.

  Professor didn’t say much, but jumped directly onto the side of the ship, and searched around with the binoculars. Gordon and Alva helped to search, but at the same time, they had to be careful not to let the little professor fall down by the wind in the sky.

   After all, he has rich experience. After just half a minute, the professor found a creature suspected to be the hunter's hunting target in the dense forest - a tail hammer dragon.

  Estimated based on the nearby trees as a reference, it is a big guy with a length of more than 20 meters from head to tail and a pair of horns on top of its head.

   "It's Doble Belk (Tail Hammer Dragon)! It belongs to the beast dragon type, and it feeds on tree branches, leaves and rotten wood.

  Although it is a herbivorous monster, its rough, thick moss-covered skin and thick fat make it extremely defensive, making it very difficult to kill.

   Tailhammer dragons are very irritable, and will actively attack small monsters and humans that come into their sight. Their threat level is no lower than that of flying dragons! Alva excitedly recited the knowledge he had acquired from books.

Gordon's focus was different. The frame of the telescope in his hand moved back and forth between the bull-like horn and the huge tail mallet, thinking about what he should do when he faced this thing. .

  Professor has already started to pull the reflector hanging on the side, and started to feed back information to the two hunters.

   "Tail Hammer Dragon, 20 degrees east by south, 3.5 kilometers away."

  The two hunters who got the expected answer waved their arms excitedly to express their gratitude to the airship that was gradually going away, and then they went into the dark forest and started their hunting.

   All the people on the airship can do at this time is to wish them good luck.

  The encounter with the hunters was just a small episode during the air travel, and they returned to their respective posts soon.

  Gordon, who had nothing to do again, held the pork chops on the deck for ventilation, and asked Alva for a piece of parchment, planning to trace the distribution map of the ruins in the book.

  Time passed slowly, until a drop of rain fell on the tip of his pen.

  (end of this chapter)