Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter

  Chapter 98 Forced Landing and Naguli Village

   Ignoring the almost crazy professor, Gordon quietly stared at the great life in front of him.

  He knew that Lanlong was also looking at him. This intuition was inexplicable and unreasonable, but he firmly believed it.

  Riding the wind and thunder slowly "swimming" to the side of the airship, Lanlong raised his head gracefully, and those silver-white giant eyes with invisible pupils were exuding a coercion that ordinary creatures could not resist.

  Pig Chop and Old Hei simply fainted, but the professor and Alva, who looked much thinner, persevered.

  The two of them were completely immersed in their own world, forgetting even their fear. Even if someone put a knife on their necks at this time, they would ignore it.

  Gordon leaned on the side of the boat and looked at Lanlong silently, but his heart was unprecedentedly peaceful, and the deafening thunder and wind seemed to have gone away from him.

  The whole picture became still, until a burst of laughter broke the tranquility.

   "Hahahaha, it's done!"

  Professor held up those pieces of parchment, rolled them into paper tubes, and then Alva carefully put them into the metal letter box, screwed them tightly with all his strength, and then carefully buckled the belt, "You can die with no regrets!"

   Lanlong's attention was attracted by the professor for a moment, and Gordon obviously found that the purple-red spot on its body brightened up for a moment, but then dimmed and returned to its original state.

   "Tianjin disaster!" Gordon suddenly shouted, his voice was not high, but the determination in it followed his gaze and conveyed to Lanlong who turned his gaze to him again.

   "One day, I will challenge you."

  Alva and the professor looked at him inexplicably, not knowing where his confidence came from.

  Lanlong stared at him for two seconds, then turned around suddenly, cruising around the airship at a speed that was difficult for human eyes to see clearly, and the air flow brought up formed a small whirlwind, making the airship creak.

   Almost in the blink of an eye, Lanlong returned to its original position. With a slight swing of its slender tail, the small cyclone that had just formed dissipated instantly, and the violently trembling airship returned to calm.

  The gorgeous spiny fins and long tail stretch out, and the purple spots hidden under the cloud-white body are gradually lit up. It holds its head and neck high, like a **** overlooking the world.

   "Woo~"

  With a long roar of Qingyue, the silver-white light condensed in its slightly opened giant mouth.

  It's breathing!

  The super-high-speed rotating violent airflow engulfed high-temperature and high-pressure water vapor, and the silver-white breath was like a sharp sword in the hands of a god. It shot past the airship, breaking a huge hole in the storm cloud wall without substance.

   Immediately afterwards, a soft but powerful airflow spewed out from the tip of Lanlong's nose, pushing the airship quickly through the hole opened by the breath, and away from the vortex of the storm.

  The airship that escaped from the storm was on the verge of disintegration, the light gas in the airbag began to leak, and the airship, which gradually lost its buoyancy, staggered and fell.

Seeing the hope of survival again, the professor woke up the comatose Old Hei, led Gordon and the others to push the propellers to the maximum, discarded all the heavy materials and tried to turn the rudder at the same time, and tried everything possible to slow down the falling speed of the airship .

  Following a violent collision that swept across the whole body, the airship finally successfully surrendered with the efforts of everyone.

  Looking at the land not far away where a huge gully was plowed by the breath of Lanlong, Gordon lost consciousness.

  The airship made an emergency landing on the eastern edge of the Metabe jungle.

  The strong impact during the forced landing caused everyone on the airship to fall into a coma, even Gordon, who had the best physical fitness, was no exception.

  Thanks to the remaining breath of Lanlong, it deterred the monsters and beasts in the mountains, making them hide far away and dare not approach them. Otherwise, what is the difference between falling into a coma in the wild and putting yourself on the table of monsters?

   But even so, the group is quite miserable.

  The rolling and collision during the forced landing caused Alva and the professor to suffer from multiple fractures and fell into a deep coma, unable to move independently at all.

  If it weren't for the bottles of recovery medicine that Gordon carried with him, they might not even be able to survive the arrival of the rescue team.

  Old Hei had a broken arm and was grimacing in pain, but thanks to his familiarity with airship supplies, he found the signal flare for distress and sent out the distress signal in time.

Gordon and Pig Chop, who are strong and have rich experience in shock resistance, are fine. Under their protection, the group lit a bonfire and guarded the wreckage of the airship. They spent two days without any danger until the rescue team arrived. .

  With the help of the accompanying physician, the professor and Alva quickly turned the corner and regained consciousness.

  The whole body was bound like a ball by splints and bandages, but the professor who couldn't move was the most excited one in the team. The old guy lying on the herbivorous dragon cart was holding the letter box and giggling all day long.

   Not because he survived by chance, but because he obtained the most dreamed thing for a paleontologist—ecological information about ancient dragons!

  For the sake of this information, even if you die immediately, you can shout "Why not die", let alone a little injury?

  Alva was also very excited. He heard from the professor that his participation in the observation of Lanlong and his contribution to improving the ecological data of the ancient dragon is almost enough for him to become a full-time member of the Paleontology Scholars team.

  Being an official member of the scrivener team means that you are eligible to apply to go to the mountains to investigate the ecology of monsters!

   This has always been his dream.

  After inquiring from the rescuers, Gordon found out that the place where the airship crashed was not too far from Naguli Village, which was almost equivalent to the distance from Kokot Village to Minagard City.

  However, in order to prevent the wounded from aggravating their injuries, the convoy did not move fast, and it took about ten days to arrive at Naguli Village.

As soon as the rescue convoy arrived at Naguli Village, the professor immediately contacted the local Gulong Observation Bureau and the members of Wang Li's Paleontology Scholars Team and asked them to prepare the airship as quickly as possible. He was going to report to the headquarters of the Gulong Observation Bureau in East Doruma and data archives.

  Old Hei and Alva could have stayed in Naguli Village to recuperate temporarily, but the extremely hot environment here was really not suitable for recuperation, so they took the airship to East Doruma with the professor.

   Now looking at the airship, Gordon feels his legs tremble. He can only wish them a smooth journey.

  Naguli Village is located at the foot of the volcano, not much bigger than Kokot Village where Gordon was born.

   This is a village belonging to craftsmen.

   "Hot" is Gordon's first impression of this village, it was even built directly on a lava river! The golden-red magma poured into the workshop along the river, providing continuous high temperature for the crucible and boiler of the workshop.

   A huge workshop in the shape of a human head wearing a helmet was built, which is particularly distinctive under the red light of the magma. It is bright and dark, as if the volcano is breathing.

  The workshop was very lively, Gordon stopped for a while, the whirring of the blower blowing oxygen, and the jingling of hammers were heard endlessly, which was even worse than the workshop in Minagard.

   "Aha! Strange boy, what's the matter!"

  The bold and loud voice exploded behind Gordon, and his big heart couldn't help being shocked, and the pork chop's tail hair was blown up.

   Looking back, it was a stocky old man with an iron helmet on his head, and his long gray beard was combed into an exaggerated horn shape.

"Huh?"

  Gordon turned his head and looked at the workshop built in the shape of a human head.

  Iron helmet, goggles, big nose, horn-like beard.

   Exactly the same!

  (end of this chapter)