Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 957: I’ve been tickling the bird for a long time. (Additional chapter~)

The experience of riding a thief dragon is not particularly comfortable.

The speed of the little thiefosaurs is not slow, but the body structure with short legs makes them twist like a snake when they move forward quickly. If you want to ride stably, you have to twist with them.

Following the blood trail all the way, when the figure of Tickle Bird appeared in sight from afar, the pork chop was shaken so much that he almost vomited.

He pulled the ant to signal it to stop.

Ant was a little puzzled, but the super fighting power shown by Pork Chops before made him very willing to listen to the latter's words.

The two cats jumped off the back of the thief dragon together, and the thief dragon swooped into the bushes and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Follow Meow." Pig Chop lowered his voice and said to Ant.

Although the ant didn't understand, he could guess what the pig was going to do when he saw the way the pig chop lowered its body and used the cover of trees and shrubs to follow the bird from a distance.

Just like this, I followed quietly for a while, and saw the bird jumping onto a flat stone platform, and then continued to move forward.

The ant pulled the pork chop and meowed a few words, seeming to be talking about something more important.

Pig Chop didn't understand what he heard, but at least he knew it wasn't a warning of danger, so he quietly climbed up along the plant vines hanging from the edge of the stone platform.

After climbing up the stone platform, the scratching bird was sneaky and looked around, but did not notice Ellu and Detel following them.

After it felt safe, it walked towards a short and thick old tree.

The trunk of the old tree is very wide near the root, with a diameter of nearly twenty meters, but its height is very short, only about twenty or thirty meters. The overall trunk is cone-shaped, and it looks like a huge tent from a distance.

The bare crown of the tree proved that the tree had been dead for many years and the leaves had long since fallen off. However, the unique environment of the ancient tree forest prevented the trunk from decaying quickly. Instead, it was covered with moss and flower vines, making it appear full of vitality.

The bird looked around again to confirm its surroundings, then lowered its head and got into the old tent-like tree.

The pork chop hidden on the edge of the stone platform rubbed his eyes.

There is no tree hole in the tree, so why did you get in? !

After running a few steps to the old tree and taking a closer look, Pig Chop noticed something strange.

There is actually a narrow tree hole on the tree trunk, but the hanging plants cover the tree hole very tightly. It is easy to miss it if you don't look carefully.

Pork Chop gets excited.

This place is simply a natural camp. The narrow entrance and exit eliminate the possibility of invasion by large monsters. The plants are a good cover, making it difficult for small monsters to find it.

Although it is a little far away from the ancient giant tree, if a new camp can be set up here at a very low cost, the Commander-in-Chief and others will definitely not refuse.

"Meow meow meow meow!" The pig-chop monster smiled and pulled out the cat sword, then took out a rocket bomb from his bag and put it under his arm.

The ants following it couldn't help but take two steps back.

"Don't move around here, meow. Come in again when there is no movement, meow." Not wanting the ants to be frightened again, Pig Chop pressed his paws and made a "wait where you are" gesture to the ants.

Ant, who understood what he meant, nodded quickly and squatted down.

"Come on Meow!" Piglet shouted, holding his weapon high and rushed into the tree hole.

"Gah-!"

The panicked chirping of a scratching bird came from the tree hole.

Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion, the sound of the knife cutting into the meat, the maniacal laughter of the pork chop "Meow, meow, meow!", and the miserable howl of a scratching bird.

There was chaos in the tree hole.

The ant heard the hair on its neck explode, found a bush and hid in it, covered its ears and waited for the battle to end.

As for victory or defeat? Ant, who had seen Pork Chop's strength before, didn't think it would lose.

The howling of the birds in the tree hole changed from panic to anger, then to tragedy, then to weakness, and finally returned to calm.

The ant hiding in the bush raised his head and listened quietly for a while. After confirming that there was no more movement in the tree hole, he came out of his hiding place and carefully poked his head into the tree hole.

In this tree hole, which is only twenty or thirty square meters in size, the scene is a bit bloody.

The scratched bird lay on the ground covered in cuts and burn marks from explosions, its tongue hanging aside, its limbs still twitching slightly, but its pupils were already dilated and lifeless.

The ant stretched out its bone stick and poked the scratching bird on the head. After confirming that the scratching bird was completely dead, it jumped up happily.

After Zhupa shook off the blood drops on his body, he slowly wiped his weapon with a tough look.

The ants ran over and circled around the pork chop, and everyone could hear the excitement in their meows.

"Do you have any grudge against it?" Zhupa felt that the ant was a little abnormally excited.

The ants climbed onto the bird's body and stepped on it several times as if to vent their anger.

Only then did Zhupa notice that there were many murals in the tree cave, and there were some fragments of earthenware pots in the corners.

This was originally one of the camps of the Deters?

It's no wonder, Deter is not a strange-faced tribe. They have a docile personality and relatively small courage. Generally, they will not take the initiative to conflict with monsters.

Ants will find trouble in tickling birds, most likely because they are angry because their homeland was taken away.

This can be considered as revenge for them.

But then again, if this tree hole belonged to the Deters, would there be any trouble setting up a camp?

Pork Chop is a little worried.

After the catharsis passed, Ant realized that the pork chop had not been peeled off yet, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and quickly jumped down from the bird's body, signaling to the latter that it could be peeled off.

Pork Chop has no need for bird-tickling materials. After a simple search, he lost interest after seeing that there were no more precious materials such as bird, dragon, and jade, and let Ant handle it as he pleased.

The ants looked very surprised. For the Detel group, there was rarely a chance to harvest such a large prey.

The meat, leather and bones of the scratched birds are all very valuable resources for them.

It waved its paws and meowed a few times, then quickly ran out of the tree hole.

Pig Chop knew that it was looking for its companions to come over, otherwise the ants would not be able to handle such a big corpse on their own.

Not long after, the ant returned to the tree hole with four or five Detel companions. Among them, the older one seemed to be the elder of their group and actually understood some languages ​​of the Old World.

"Your name is meow, you're very catty meow, we Shisen live here as a group of meow cats in the insect cage." Old Detel's tone was not very standard, but at least he could understand it.

Pig Chop has heard of this Detel tribe, because they live near the ancient giant tree and occasionally come into contact with the people of the investigation team.

In particular, Munro, the orc researcher, often goes to look for them. His New World orc language seems to have been learned from the Insect Cage clan.

So, the old Detel in front of me must have learned the lingua franca of the Old World from Mr. Monroe?

While the other Deters were cutting up the body, Pork Chops communicated with the old Detel.

After listening to Old Deter's explanation, Pig Chop realized that the grudge between this scratching bird and the Insect Cage Clan was not just as simple as taking away one of their campsites.

The Ticker Bird likes to sneak into monster nests and steal eggs. If they are just herbivorous dragon eggs, that's fine. The problem is that it dares to steal eggs from any monster.

Fire dragon's, flying thunder dragon's, poisonous demon bird's, barbarian jaw dragon's

The angry monsters can't find the culprit, so they cause chaos everywhere.

The insect cage family became victims. Not only one of the Detels was injured or even died due to the monster's madness. Whenever this guy ran to steal eggs, they could not rest in peace.

Hunting and scratching birds by myself can be regarded as solving a big problem for them.

After thanking him for a while, Old Deter bowed to Pig Chops and warmly invited Pig Chops to sit in their camp.

Pork Chop remembered what Gordon said and agreed without much hesitation.

"Meow meow!"

Old Detel gave an order, and the two young Detel, including the ants, dropped what they were doing, carried bone sticks to form a simple sedan, and lifted up the pork chop.

With guests and loads of loot, the Deters skipped back to the camp.