Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Their initial idea was to find a workshop and negotiate with the boss to allow Seabuckthorn to visit and study there, but unfortunately they were turned down.

Barubare's workshop does often produce mechanical parts such as gears, connectors, and fixings. After all, almost every household in this city has a caravan.

However, no one is willing to waste their precious time on an Elu who has almost no foundation.

If Seabuckthorn is willing to stay as an apprentice for a long time, he might consider it, but it is obvious that he is here to "learn by stealing". No matter how good-tempered the workshop owner is, he will not do such a thankless task.

After wandering around with sea buckthorn for most of the day without any results, Ao Lang had to think of another way.

Suddenly, he thought of a fat man, the insect stick user named Jara, who was a native of Barubare. Perhaps he could provide some advice?

"Let's go and ask a local first."

Barubare is different from other cities. There are no fixed streets and buildings here. People live in tents or caravans. It is very likely that they lived in the north of the city last month and moved to the south this month.

Therefore, in this city, specific addresses have no meaning.

Fortunately, before Jara left, he left a way to easily find him. As he said, Olang randomly found a popular food stall, bought a snack, and asked the owner.

"Boss, do you know a hunter named Jara? He's less than 180 centimeters tall."

He had barely begun to speak when the boss interrupted him, "Are you talking about Fatty Jara? I know him. He ate here a couple of days ago. What's wrong?"

"Do you know where he lives?" Ao Lang's smile was a little dry. He wasn't very good at asking around. "I'm his friend. He told me that if I want to find him, I can just ask around at a good stall."

"Hey, that's the fat guy's style."

The boss was quite pleased with the comment that he had good skills. "It's easy to find him. He likes to live near the vegetable market. Recently, the vegetable market is not far to the east. You can get there by walking along this street."

Following the boss's instructions, Aolan and Seabuckthorn soon found the vegetable market.

There are all kinds of vegetables, fruits, meat, fish, flour, dairy products, seasonings and spices. It is hard to imagine that this is a vegetable market in a desert area.

After asking around a bit, they easily found their target.

It was a van shaped like a giant steamed bun, and the man they were looking for, Jarrah, was lying on a giant recliner, throwing some small nuts into his mouth one by one.

Olang brought Seabuckthorn and walked forward to say hello.

"Hey? Isn't this little brother Orlan?" Jara tried to sit up, but his fat belly stopped him. It took him several attempts before he finally got off the recliner, looking a little embarrassed.

"Are you here to have a meal with me? Or do you need help with something?" he said, brushing off the dust on his pants.

"Brother Jara, I'm sorry to bother you." After saying a polite word, Orlan directly stated his purpose.

After hearing this, Jarrah asked in confirmation, "Little Seabuckthorn likes mechanical things. Is that why you came to Barubare? Do you want to find a way for him to learn mechanical technology?"

"Yes, meow." Seabuckthorn raised his head and looked at the fat man expectantly, but found that he could only see Jara's belly, so he took a few steps back and looked up at him again.

"You shouldn't have gone to the workshop. The craftsmen are busy making a living, so they don't have time to bother with you." Jarrah popped a few more nuts into his mouth. "But this isn't difficult. Come with me, I'll introduce you to someone."

Once again, Jarrah led them through the maze of streets and alleys of Barubare.

Soon, they came to a caravan that looked particularly high-end.

The reason why it is called "high-end" is because the frames of other caravans I have seen before are basically wooden structures.

Only this one uses a lot of metal and looks very strong. It should also be quite heavy, which makes people wonder whether animals like herbivorous dinosaurs and mammoths can pull this big guy.

Seabuckthorn immediately crawled under the caravan and kept looking at the steel wheel axle, his tone full of excitement.

"It actually has gears and chains for transmission, meow! This caravan is powered by itself, meow!"

Jarla stretched out his carrot-like finger and pointed at the sea buckthorn. "The little guy has very sharp eyes."

After making such a teasing remark, he skillfully pulled down the folding metal ladder and knocked on the carriage door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He used quite a bit of force, and soon a voice came from inside the carriage, "Who is it?! Take down the door!"

The person who opened the door was a woman who looked about the same age as Jarrah, both in their twenties.

Unlike Jara, who was white and fat, like a big bun freshly baked, the woman had dark wheat-colored skin and obvious muscle lines in her limbs, especially her forearms, which were quite strong.

Generally, only craftsmen, mechanics, or hunters, who have to frequently use their hand strength, have such forearms.

Throwing the doughnuts he'd picked up along the way to him, Jarrah smiled and explained to Orlan and the others, "This guy is kind of our childhood sweetheart. He's a mechanic by trade and a hunter by hobby."

What does it mean to have a hobby of being a hunter? A confused look appeared in Aolan's eyes.

"Don't listen to this fat guy's nonsense. My name is Nazia, I'm a hunter, a two-star axe user, and sometimes I use a shield axe depending on the situation.

Being a mechanical craftsman is just a family tradition, a hobby!" The woman took a big bite of the doughnut and glared at Jarrah in dissatisfaction.

Jara patted Orlan's shoulder heavily, "Did you see this little brother? Seventeen years old, a two-star hunter, whose strength surpasses that of the Earth Sand Dragon! And there's a friend of his, also seventeen years old, a three-star!

They're called hunters! You're just a part-timer at best!"

"fart!"

Nazia cursed without hesitation, "I'm being dragged along by you bunch of bastard friends. I've been burdened by you fixing this and that all day long. I can't even accumulate enough tasks to get promoted, okay?

Find me a three-star monster and I'll fucking rip it apart right there, believe it or not?!"

After exchanging a few casual insults, Jarrah looked at Seabuckthorn, who was sticking his head out from under the caravan, and said with a smile:

"This guy's parents are very good mechanical researchers. They participated in the development of transforming weapons in the early years and were later invited to be professors at the Academy of East Doruma.

At the time, this guy was in his rebellious phase and didn't want to go with his uncle and aunt. He insisted on staying in Barubare as a hunter, but ended up not making much progress.

"If you keep talking nonsense, Fatty, return the steamed bun cart I worked so hard to make for you!" Nazia glared at him angrily.

Jarrah was still grinning and not afraid, “This guy said he dreams of becoming a top hunter, but in reality he wants to find the flaws of transforming weapons from the user’s perspective and improve them.

In terms of mechanical theory and technology, there are not many people in the entire Barubare who are better than her, so it is more than enough for her to teach you."

"Teach?" Glancing at Orlan who was standing next to Jara, Nazia frowned, "I'm not interested in teaching people to be teachers or anything like that."

If the previous scolding was more of a joke between friends, then this sentence is a very clear rejection.

"Don't be so quick to refuse. Don't you always like to pet other people's cats?" Jara dragged Seabuckthorn out from under the car and held it in front of Nazia. "If you don't want to teach others, how about teaching Elu?"

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Staring at Seabuckthorn's furry belly, Nazia was silent for several seconds. Finally, she couldn't help but reach out her hand and touched it a few times. "Well, it's not impossible!"

Chapter 65: Tachi! Cool! Tachi!

Seabuckthorn was temporarily left with Nazia for "further training".

According to Nazia, Seabuckthorn's knowledge of mechanics is entirely self-taught. Let alone whether the foundation is solid or not, it has no foundation at all.

If it really wants to embark on this path, there is still a lot to learn.

After politely declining Brother Jarla's invitation to "eat all the Barubare together!", Orlan went to the weapon shop and bought all the training greatswords, hammers, and double swords.

He can skillfully use many types of weapons, but in order to avoid losing his skills, he needs to spend more time and energy on daily training.

Of course, he did not forget to buy an iron sword (a basic ore-based sword).

The previous battle sparked his interest in the katana, a weapon that has well-balanced abilities in all aspects except for its inability to be used for defense.

More importantly, Muti promised to teach him Taito sword techniques.

Seabuckthorn is studying hard to improve himself, so he can't fall behind.

After moving the pile of training weapons back to his hunting cabin and putting them away, Orlan put on his protective gear, carried the iron knife on his back, and knocked on the door of Muti's room.

Muti, dressed in casual clothes, was lying on the bed in a daze.

During her recovery period, President Sophia strictly forbade her from daily training and did not allow her to leave the meeting hall at will, which forced her to stay in the room and grow mushrooms.

She was very happy with Olang's arrival; she finally had something to do!

"Let's go! Let's go to the training ground together!"

"Let's go together?" Orlan was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the bandages on Muti's body and said, "I just want to ask a few questions about the movements. I can practice the rest on my own. You should take good care of yourself."

"Oh, I'm almost well now. It's just Aunt Sophia who's worried!" Muti practically pushed Orlan all the way to the training ground behind the assembly hall.

"Besides, you can't just lay the foundation casually. You can't do it without a teacher watching over you!"

Muti seems to really enjoy the feeling of being a teacher.

Olang was grateful and helpless, but he didn't dare let Muti take the sword.

The broken bones of this guy have been reconnected, but they are definitely not strong enough yet. If he moves a little harder, the bones will be dislocated again. Will Sophia tear herself apart?

"Let me do the movements, and if there's anything wrong you can just correct it with your mouth."

Seeing Orlan's resolute attitude, Muti could only give up the idea of ​​demonstrating himself, "Alright, let's practice the sword stance and Suzhen first! The most important thing about a katana is that the blade has a straight rib!

Move your right foot a little further forward, with a wider range of motion, mobilizing the muscles in your legs and waist, creating a sense of momentum!"

Muti tried hard to recall the way his elders taught him to use the katana, and soon, Orlan's movements became quite proficient.

Seeing this, Muti nodded in satisfaction, "Yes! That's it! First, chop fifty times!"

According to her experience, after a beginner has swung a few sword strikes, or at most a dozen, their movements will begin to become distorted, and as an instructor, she needs to step in and correct them.

Repeat this countless times until the practitioner has formed a solid muscle memory, and the first step is considered completed.

She was thinking about what words to use to appear more majestic when Orlan had already completed his fifty strikes.

"Mr. Muti, what's next?"

"Huh?" Muti was a little stunned. Is that all? She felt ashamed of her distraction, but she didn't dare say it.

"Well, stand up straight, relax your muscles, and then try a few more chops." Muti cleared his throat and said to hide his embarrassment.

According to her experience, if you relax and then repeat the movement, the Aolang posture will definitely be deformed as a beginner.

However, Orlan's movements remained standard. Every step he took and every swing of his sword was as precise as if they had been measured with a ruler.

Muti fell silent for several seconds before she said in a quiet voice, "You're probably kidding me. You must have practiced Su Zhen before, right?"

"No."

"I don't believe it! How can a newcomer not make any mistakes right from the start?" Muti pouted.

Aolan was helpless, "I'm not a complete novice who has never been exposed to martial arts. I learned the skills of greatsword, double swords, sledgehammer, and one-handed sword under the guidance of powerful seniors.

There are commonalities between martial arts, and my body coordination and limb control are better than others, so I can memorize them quickly."

Does that make sense?

Muti blinked and admitted his mistake a little embarrassedly, "Okay, I misunderstood.

Anyway, in the next few days, when you're ready to start practicing, remember to call me to check on you, so you don't get any distorted movements or a weak foundation."

"I understand, Mr. Muti." After nodding, Orlan tentatively asked, "By the way, could you teach me the basic sword moves as well?

I should be able to learn these relatively quickly, so we can practice together."

With the quick-acting Su Zhen example as a guide, Muti hesitated for a few seconds before agreeing, "There are only a few basic sword moves for the katana: vertical slash, thrust, upward slash, robe slash, and reverse robe slash.

Other more complex and gorgeous sword styles also evolved from these basic sword styles. Oh yes, there are also more complex ones such as Iai and leap slash, as well as the core of Tachi, "Qi training".

I'll teach you these after you've mastered the basic sword techniques."

"I understand, Mr. Muti."

Muti lost himself in the voice of "teacher" and stayed with Oran in the training ground for several days.

He was also taught Dao Chan and other methods of meditation to feel the "Qi".

When she came to her senses three or four days later, Olang had already mastered the art of using the katana.

Although he has not yet mastered the core "Qi" and higher-level sword techniques such as Iai, Mikiri, and Denglongzan, the basic sword techniques alone have reached the standard that can be initially applied in actual combat.

Compared to ordinary one or two star sword users, it can be said that it is no worse.

This was a huge blow to Muti.

Back then, my mother and grandfather said that I was very talented and learned quickly, but it turned out that they were all comforting!

Orlan didn't know that he had inadvertently suppressed Muti's already limited self-confidence. He was excited about feeling the existence of "Qi" for the first time.

Unlike the greatsword user's "fighting spirit" which is based on his own strength, the "qi" that the katana users value is more inclined to the use of momentum and sword power.

By constantly attacking monsters, or accurately dodging monsters' attacks through means such as seeing the sword, the "Qi" of the sword user will become stronger and stronger. This process is called "Qi refining".

By using this "qi", the katana user can condense a layer of sharp qi blade on the blade to enhance the destructive power of the attack. He can also perform a variety of powerful sword moves such as qi blade slash and qi blade cut.

It is said that some special moves can even unleash a power that is no less than that of a greatsword's true charged slash. You know, that is the move recognized as the most powerful single destructive move among all weapons.