Game: I'm a Hunter in the Blood Curse World

"Waaah~"

"Awoo~"

"Woof!"

"Awoo~"

Van En looked at the 'silly dog' gnawing on the scraps of the beast carcasses and shook his head helplessly.

"This little guy can really eat. He just finished all the fresh flesh and blood in the cabin, and this is the last bit of flesh and blood scraps."

"Still... he's still the same guy who could kick someone 10 meters away."

Fan En sighed, pondered for a moment, and wondered if he should kill some wild beasts along the way on the way back, without extracting their blood essence, and feed them to the little guy again.

But then, he looked at himself with a smug look.

Fan En had taken off his tattered clothes and put on a new set.

The style was similar to what he had worn before: a white shirt and a brown woolen trench coat.

He changed his pants into a pair of black overalls, which made him look a lot like that nameless hunter.

But the biggest change is that Van En now has a new weapon at his waist.

It was a large sword, 1.2 meters long, and looked like the Demon Slayer sword used by our predecessors during the War of Resistance against Japan.

However, the shape of this cleaver is rather strange.

At first glance, it looks like a razor magnified dozens of times.

The curved handle folds together with the back of the knife, making it feel like using a tassel-shaped riot baton.

The connection between the handle and the blade is a circular metal structure that looks like a rotating latch.

If opened, this knife is over 1.5 meters long.

However, the metal structure was damaged, and Vann couldn't open it at all.

"Are all hunters' weapons this strange?"

Van En glanced at the weapon's description:

[Normal (Damaged) Hunter's Saw: Requires 4 points of Strength to use.]

The meat saw is one of the hunters' favorite weapons. Thanks to its basic transformation function, it can achieve both offensive and defensive capabilities and is suitable for both close and long-range attacks during the hunt.

Unfortunately, the transformation mechanism is damaged. If a qualified blacksmith is found, it can be repaired, and the weapon can then unleash its true power.

Hunters are respected guardians by many, but many others believe they are the culprits behind the world being cursed with blood.

Aside from the weapon, all Van En had to take away was the clean old clothes he was wearing.

And the sack that contained these things.

The pack bag is a new backpack, but it can only be used by pack animals, and it has a total of 20 slots.

In addition, there is a notebook belonging to the nameless hunter.

This notebook is even more worn out; the animal hide on top has fallen off, and many pages are missing.

Therefore, Vann did not rush to read the contents, because according to Katya's Silver Blood Lamp, he had been in the Blood Mist for nearly four hours and had to return as soon as possible.

"Eighth Brother!"

Vann called out.

The 'silly dog,' its mouth covered in blood, waddled toward Van En, its glowing body swaying and its little bottom bobbing.

"Just shrug it off and look at what you're eating!"

Old Eight's body swayed as if electrocuted for three seconds, and then something miraculous happened: all the flesh and blood stuck to its body fell off.

"ha!"

"Woof~~Woof!"

Then, Lao Ba started rubbing against Fan En's legs.

Van En looked at the creature with some disdain, moved it aside with his foot, and then, with a smile, encouraged it:

"Get bigger!"

"Huh?"

Old Eight tilted his head, his droopy ears twitched, and his face was full of confusion.

Fan En closed his eyes helplessly and sighed, saying:

"Forget it, let's go!"

"Woof! Woof!"

Old Eight understood this time. He hopped a few times on his four little legs and jumped to a spot three meters away from Fan En. Then he sat down and stuck out his tongue while looking at Fan En.

Van En glanced back at the small ranch, his gaze sweeping over the collapsed cabin, and smiled softly.

He took the nameless hunter's hat from his inventory, put it on, and started walking back the way he came.

"Woof!"

Seeing Fan En start walking, Lao Ba immediately skipped and hopped forward as well.

"This little guy is quite interesting!"

"Its whole body emitted a faint silver light, and it could almost walk alone in the blood mist."

Van En smiled, then his face fell the next second.

Because he saw Lao Ba trip over his own hind legs, landing face-first in a truly awful position, and start whimpering on the ground:

"Awooo! Awooo! Awooo~~"

"Pooh!"

Fan En spat in disgust, walked over and kicked Lao Ba's butt to help it stand up again.

Having learned his lesson, Lao Ba behaved himself and walked carefully beside Fan En's legs.

……

After crossing the Blood Creek in front of the small pasture, Van En led Old Eight for about five minutes before realizing they were lost.

Or rather, with no landmarks, footprints on the ground gone, and a pervasive blood mist just five meters away, it would be strange not to get lost.

Fan En stood there, looking at Lao Ba sniffing around, somewhat worried.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided to follow his instincts and walk forward for another 10 minutes.

When he arrived, Van En observed the silver blood lamps near the carriage; they could be seen within a 500-meter radius.

On the way, he glanced at his hunting assignment and discovered some good news:

"With the skinless beast and 6 biting beasts, that's a total of 7 beasts. The current progress is 12/20, and there are only 8 left to complete it."

"Tsk! It seems the more powerful beasts will calculate more; that's not bad."

Van En glanced at Lao Ba and nodded:

"It's somewhat useful."

"Katya's Silver Blood Lamp has 21 and a half hours left. Let's head out now. If we encounter any wild beasts on the way, we can finish the mission at the same time."

Thinking of this, Van En felt much better.

At the same time, he observed his surroundings more carefully, continuing to try to find traces of his arrival.

Unfortunately, within the blood mist, sight, hearing, and smell are all restricted, making it almost impossible to find one's way.

Fan En also tried to let Lao Ba smell the broken lampshade from his waist, but what he got was a lampshade covered in dog saliva.

"Katya said hunters could deal with the Blood Mist, but even though the Blood Mist hasn't lessened since I came out..."

"But how did those hunters find their way back?"

Thinking of this, Van took out the nameless hunter's notebook, hoping to find a solution.

But just as he was about to open the cover, he noticed that Old Eight at his feet was acting strangely.

The little guy kept growling in all directions, with Vann at the center.

Moreover, its head was stretched forward, its rear end was sticking up, its little tail was held upright, and it kept making little noises.

Fan En frowned and scanned his surroundings. Apart from seeing the billowing blood mist and the occasional bloody hands, he found nothing else.

But he did not let his guard down because of this.

Soon, Vann noticed that red arcs lit up on both the left and right sides of his field of vision.

Moreover, two blurry red humanoid silhouettes appeared before his eyes.

After turning his head left and right, Vann took out the meat saw and whispered:

"I was surrounded without anyone noticing."