Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Pork Chop didn't sleep well all night.

It had a nightmare. Hundreds of strange-faced tribesmen surrounded the temporary camp and asked him to grill fish for them. He said he would not leave until they were all full.

When it was exhausted and fed the 200th or 300th odd-faced tribe one by one, the first one became hungry again.

In an infinite loop, it grilled fish all night in a dream.

When it woke up from its sleep, it found Gordon and others looking at it.

"What are you dreaming about?" Gordon asked funnyly, "Meowing so miserably."

"He keeps shouting, 'There's not enough seasoning, meow!', 'Go catch some more fish, meow!'" Gale smiled and imitated the sad tone of Pork Chops.

"Meow" Zhupa turned his head and lied, "I don't remember meow."

Everyone could see that it didn't mean what it said. Hayata smiled and rubbed its head, "It's just a nightmare, forget it."

Then he handed it a piece of leftover grilled fish from yesterday and let it have breakfast.

The pork chop was holding the grilled fish, which was not very appetizing, but in the end he shook his head and stuffed the fish into his mouth.

Still delicious.

The wilderness master prepared his luggage and even put the waterproof leather backpack on his back, "Pack it up and get ready to go.

Let’s start exploring the caves discovered by the hunting cats yesterday. I’m a little concerned about those crystal particles. They shouldn’t have been so obvious before.”

The hunters had no objections. The group was fully armed, and after checking the props and supplies in their bags, they were about to set off.

However, a guest arrived at the camp first, and they were several strange-faced tribesmen.

Judging from the lines on the mask, one of them was the guy they met yesterday, and he was waving at them happily.

The one at the head has a more stable look. Its mask is larger than that of the ordinary Strange-Faced Clan, and its decoration is more gorgeous. It may be the leader of this Strange-Faced Clan.

It would be great if the other party could speak the lingua franca of the old world, Gordon was looking forward to it.

"Ga Baka, Ga!" the leader of the Qimian Clan greeted.

Well it won't.

But the other party seemed to be prepared. It held up a piece of leather with a graffiti painted on it.

In the picture are some strange-faced tribesmen, a few Elu, and some faces that look particularly scary, but considering their body shape and the characteristics of standing on two legs, they are most likely the things of "hunters". They show their teeth and claws, and are surrounded by A few flames.

"What do you mean, you invite us to set fire together?" Gale made a random guess.

"That's obviously not what you mean." Ancier moved closer to the piece of leather. "I think those are bonfires. Maybe they want to hold a festival with us?"

Everyone agreed that An Xil's guess was more reliable.

The strange-faced tribe holding the leather turned it over again, and behind it was another graffiti.

The meaning of this picture is much clearer. It is a strange-faced tribe with a particularly exaggerated and gorgeous mask. Next to it is a milky-white haired Elu. The two are holding hands, each raising a leg and seeming to be dancing. .

"It's Meow, the King of the Strange Face Clan!" Pig Chop recognized the shape of the mask, "Is he also around here, Meow?"

Gordon bit his nails and was photographed by Hayata. He smiled dryly and pinched his chin, "Well, if you combine the two pictures, it does look like an invitation from the King of the Strange Face Tribe. Is that King quite enthusiastic?"

Master Yuanye, who was originally going to investigate the crystals in the cave, also became more interested. "Invitations from the Strange Face Clan are not common. It is worth a visit. Does it mean that Pork Chop has such a good relationship with the King of the Strange Face Clan?"

When she mentioned it like this, everyone also felt something strange.

Obviously not long ago, Pig Cho separated from the Qimian Clan, but the king of the Qimian Clan so likes to hold a banquet with Pig Cho?

"Or is there some other purpose?" Ancier was a little skeptical. "This time it invited more than just pork chops. Judging from the painting and the graffiti, we were also invited."

Gordon didn't worry too much, "Maybe he just invited his companions together, or maybe he has something to do with us. We can't guess what the outcome will be here.

Since there is no malicious intention, just go directly. The specific reason will not be known until we meet.

Anyway, we also want to get some information about the northern part of the continent from them, right? "

"That's right." Ancier agreed with this statement.

After a brief discussion, they changed today's itinerary.

Gale was left to "look after the house". He had been traveling continuously for the past few days, and being used as a pack horse, he was very tired and just needed a rest.

The others followed the strange-faced tribe and left the camp.

Maybe it was the King of the Strange Face Clan who had specifically given instructions. These Strange Face Clan were very considerate and did not take narrow shortcuts.

Along the way, there were relatively spacious and flat mountain roads. Even the narrowest cave entrance could be walked by Gordon by just lowering his head and turning sideways.

There was no such embarrassment as when they came to a cave entrance, the Strange Face Tribe and the cats were able to pass through, but the hunters were stuck.

After wandering through the mountain paths for a while, they followed a downward passage and entered the underground cave.

Master Yuanye, who was going down the corridor, seemed to have discovered something. She said softly, stopped and raised her hand: "I'm sorry, can you wait for me for a moment?"

The hunters stopped walking, and the strange-faced tribesmen leading the way also turned back curiously, wondering why these people stopped suddenly.

Master Yuanye came to a corner beside the corridor and squatted down, turning the cane in her hand over.

This cane contains a variety of tools.

There is a projectile installed at one end of the staff. This projectile is larger than the projectors usually mounted on the arms of hunters and investigators, and has a longer range. This is what Gale mistakenly thought was a light crossbow.

The part of the stick head that resembles a gun butt is a folding pick.

She unfolded the pickaxe and struck something carefully.

Soon, she stood up holding an inconspicuous "ore" the size of a fist.

Everyone came closer and looked at the irregular blue stone curiously.

"Is this amber?" Ancil, who has extensive knowledge of all kinds of "expensive items," asked with some uncertainty, "Blue amber? This is really the first time I've seen it."

"Yes, this is an ancient amber, which may contain memories from ancient times." Master Yuanye said happily.

"Yeah? I thought amber or something would be more sparkly." Gale, who lacked knowledge of various "expensive items", approached the piece of amber that was still half wrapped in a stone.

She couldn't understand how something as dusty as this could become expensive jewelry.

Anhil glanced at her sideways, "This is a raw stone that has not been polished yet. Clean off the stone flakes attached to the surface, grind off the rough parts of the outer layer, and polish it a little, it will be astonishingly beautiful.

Not to mention that this piece is an unprecedented sea blue color and is not small in size. If it contains some long-extinct ancient creatures, it can fetch a surprisingly high price if it is sent to East Doruma. "

"How do you calculate the sky-high price?"

"Dozens or millions of z."

"Nima, you damn rich people."

Master Yuanye frowned slightly.

Ancier suddenly realized that he was a little reckless. In the eyes of scholars and investigators who pursue knowledge, amber containing ancient information cannot be measured by money.

"Is it really worth that much money?" Master Yuanye suddenly said.

Anhil subconsciously replied: "If the condition is good and the contents are clear and special, the price may even be higher. Even if there is nothing inside, the color alone is valuable enough."

After hearing this, Master Yuanye carefully put away the amber, "I'll keep it for research for a while, and then I'll find a way to sell it."

"ah?"

"What the investigation team lacks is a lot of money and supplies, not a beautiful piece of amber."

Ps. Every time I see the amber dots in the Land of Dragon Crystals, I think, "The price of this jb thing is scary."