Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

But now they have four people and a cat, and it will take them less than two or three days to visit the entire target area. In addition, they are picked up by airboats and travel at night, so they can go back in three days and nights at most.

It would be strange if the block leader didn't quickly assign them another task.

Therefore, the two of them looked at Orlan and the others with some resentment in their eyes.

"Ahem, well," Orlan, feeling a bit embarrassed, tried to find a topic to talk about. "Seabuckthorn, what's that thing you brought? Is it your new work?"

"This meow?" In fact, Seabuckthorn had been waiting for someone to ask. When he saw Aolan speak, he happily pushed the big wooden barrel behind him in front of him and was about to start introducing it.

"That one is called 'Fire Dragon Unit-01'. It can be understood as some kind of portable artillery. It's the painstaking work of Seabuckthorn.

Actually, it was originally intended to be a tank, and it even drew up the design, but it couldn't make the tracks and drive engine, so it started with the weapons first."

"Meow!" Seabuckthorn cried out angrily. He had been holding it in because he wanted to give everyone a surprise, but he finally couldn't hold it in anymore just now, and Nazia said it first.

This is even more uncomfortable than a screw that has stripped while being tightened!

Seeing that Seabuckthorn was about to burst into tears, Nazia realized that she had said too much and quickly tried to smooth things over, "Ah! But I remember your Unit-01 was in a box, wasn't it? How did it become a barrel?"

Of course she knew the reason, Seabuckthorn had introduced his idea to her, but didn't this give Seabuckthorn a chance to speak?

Seeing others looking at him, Seabuckthorn sniffed and calmed down, "It was originally packed in a box for easy transportation and storage, meow.

But if you want to take it to a field battle, a box wouldn't be very useful. Combining it with a large oak barrel like this makes it easy to push around and easily unfold when you need to fight.

"What does it look like when it's unfolded? Let's unfold it and see!" Muti was curious and excited.

Compared with the smiling Orlan, the looking Jara, and the indifferent Nazia, the genuinely curious Muti provides sufficient emotional value for Seabuckthorn.

It didn't bother to pay attention to the others. It stood up the big wooden barrel and pushed it in front of Muti, "Watch it, meow!"

As he spoke, Seabuckthorn pried open the lock on the top of the wooden barrel, and the barrel body split vertically in the middle. The front part of the barrel body was still upright, like the guard plate of a cannon, while the back part fell to the ground, and it seemed that it could also serve as a stop for the hoe.

He took the gun barrel out of the barrel, screwed it on, and operated it a few times with "clicks". In less than fifteen seconds, a portable gun platform was built.

"Wow!" Muti touched the shiny barrel of the gun, looking very curious.

But what Seabuckthorn didn’t know was that what she was thinking in her mind was “Sure enough, my gun barrel is bigger!”

Ao Lang kept moving closer. He measured the thickness of the barrel with his fingers, then glanced at the threaded connection that screwed it on. Curiously, he asked, "A spliced ​​barrel? Won't it explode?"

Nazia subconsciously wanted to explain, but was choked back by Seabuckthorn's "Meow!"

"This isn't a traditional artillery piece. Its firing principle is more similar to a crossbow or a mortar.

The range isn't that far, and the kinetic energy isn't that great either. It relies mainly on exploding grenades to kill, meow!"

"Grenade?"

"This is it, meow!" Seabuckthorn took out a shell about 30 centimeters long from his bag. The shell was streamlined and the shell seemed to be made of some kind of nut.

"A cannonball made with the Explosion Fruit and gunpowder, meow. The speed might not be that fast, but the power should be worth the wait, meow!"

Nazia added with a smile, "It's actually similar to the armor-piercing grenades used by shooters, but standard armor-piercing grenades don't carry so much gunpowder.

Seabuckthorn was worried that its Fire Dragon Unit-01 wasn't strong enough, so it reduced the amount of propellant. This would reduce the kinetic energy of the shell, so to compensate for the damage, it increased the amount of propellant.

Obviously, as a teacher, Nazia quite agrees with Seabuckthorn's work.

Seabuckthorn put his hands on his hips and said, "It's called Unit-01, but it's actually a trial model, meow. I didn't bring too many shells this time, meow.

After actual combat testing, we will make improvements to it, gradually making it a qualified tank gun cat! Then we will add an engine and tracks to make it a true tank cat!

Gradually gain experience in this process, gradually adding air bags and other flight components, and one day you will be able to evolve into a combat airship, meow!"

Aolan was a little stunned when he heard this.

If Seabuckthorn had shouted that he wanted to make a combat airship before coming to Balubare, we could only regard it as a child with ambitious goals.

Now, sea buckthorn has a clear and definite development path. This path may change and be revised as it grows, but at least it is no longer an illusory fantasy.

In the foreseeable future, we might actually see this guy piloting a combat airship and bombarding monsters relentlessly.

Chapter 109 Bloodthirsty Cat

The speed of the small airship is actually not very fast, and it is not even as fast as the Marutori running at full speed.

But flying in the air and running on the ground are two different things. If Marutori runs herself to death, she won't be able to run more than 300 kilometers in two or three days.

The airship that departed from Barubare in the evening took only one night, and arrived at a camp at the junction of the great desert and the ruins plain before dawn.

In the camp, the hunters gathered around the fire pit and lit a bonfire.

They had just gotten off the airship, and the wind at high altitude was very cold, so they had to warm themselves up before starting the next action.

"Gulululu."

Orlan gently scratched Seabuckthorn's chin. The little guy half-closed his eyes and snored comfortably.

Muti looked at them with envy in her eyes, and she couldn't help but miss her hunting partner Yuwan.

Yuwan's father was her father's hunting partner. They had known each other since they were young. However, Yuwan lived in the wild with her family for a few years when she was a child, so they didn't really get to know each other until she was ten years old.

But that has been at least six or seven years. In terms of the depth of feelings, they are no less profound than those of the sea buckthorn.

How long have they known each other? Six or seven months?

In fact, if you really count, Yuwan is one or two years younger than her.

However, Elu's growth period is shorter than that of humans. Before she received systematic hunter training, Yuwan had already become an excellent hunting cat under the guidance of her parents.

Taking into account factors such as personality, the younger Yuwan is more like an older sister and has always taken care of her.

Every time a hunt started, Yuwan would rush ahead of her. When encountering small monsters, Yuwan would easily deal with them before she could even draw her weapon.

When I was just promoted to one star, I did some tasks like defeating the Blue Speed ​​Dragon.

According to custom, we arrived at the camp one day early, scouted the terrain, and then went back to the camp to sleep, ready to start a big fight the next day.

When she woke up the next morning, she found a string of blue velociraptor heads hanging on the head of her bed, and Yuwan was already packing her luggage for her return trip.

According to Yuwan, there is no need to waste time on these minions. Even if you want to hone your skills, you have to find someone who is a little more decent.

The adults all said that Yuwan was an experienced hunting cat, and asked her to listen to Yuwan when she didn't understand something. As a result, she felt that she had done nothing and got a two-star score in a daze.

From then on, Yuwan began to "practice" on monsters like the Wild Boar King.

I remember the first time I played against the Wild Boar King, I lost badly.

Yuwan comforted himself by saying that it was okay, and then he tore the hind leg tendon of the wild boar king on the spot, allowing himself to fight against the disabled wild boar king.

Similar things happened many times, from being chased all over the mountain by a limping wild boar king at the beginning, to later facing a two-star monster alone and being able to win easily.

Most of her practical experience was accumulated during that period.

But before she could feel happy about becoming a true two-star hunter, Yuwan dragged her to hunt the giant bird again.

She is a Samsung

Realizing that this was not going to work, Muti left a letter for Yuwan and left quietly. Thinking about it now, he really felt sorry for Yuwan.

Muti looked up at the star-studded sky.

Is it doing well?

Where is it and what is it doing?

Under the same starry sky, yet thousands of miles apart, there are distant new continents and ancient tree forests.

A blue-green monster with a reptilian head but typical mammalian features in its torso, limbs, and tail was leaping rapidly between the branches of the giant tree.

——Flying Thunder Dragon.

A large-scale dragon-like monster with an average adult body length of about 13 meters and a maximum length of over 15 meters.

Its streamlined body, flexible tail that takes up nearly half of its body length, and strong and nimble limbs all give it agility and speed far beyond that of creatures of the same size.

Not only can it leap and run between vertical tree trunks, but the membranes growing between its limbs also give it the ability to glide short distances, taking its mobility to a higher level.

It's not just about speed. The hair with a special structure all over its body will continuously accumulate static electricity during high-speed shaking, giving it a very powerful discharge ability. The power of its electric shock can even harm large theropod species like Anguina.

Even the hunters who were allowed to come to the New World were at least elite three-star hunters, and there were cases of them failing when facing Thunder Dragons.

In terms of its danger level, it is the most outstanding among three-star monsters. It would not be surprising if it was classified as a four-star danger level by the guild one day.

If the giant bird is the "newcomer teacher", then this guy is the "newcomer killer". Ordinary one- or two-star hunters will find it difficult to escape when they encounter it.

But even such a "lightning killer" looked frightened and embarrassed at this moment.

Its body was covered with scars. The wounds were not too big, but each one was very deep and concentrated in vital parts such as the head, neck, and tail.

The dripping blood soaked its fur, making it difficult for it to even use its proud ability to store and discharge electricity.

It kicked the tree trunk with all its limbs and flew forward dozens of meters. Then it opened its membrane and glided between the trees.

Against the backdrop of the giant ancient trees unique to the ancient tree forest, it, which should have been a ferocious large monster, looked like a little squirrel fleeing in a panic.

After gliding for hundreds of meters, the flying thunder dragon landed on a huge broken tree stump, which was its nest.

It panted and looked around, remaining alert for a while. After confirming that the ghost thing didn't follow it, it slowly lay down, curled up, covered its body with its huge tail, closed its eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

When sleeping, the body's metabolic rate will increase a lot. Monsters may not understand this, but they know that sleeping can speed up wound healing.

A few more minutes passed and it fell asleep, but the poor flying thunder dragon didn't notice that a petite but terrifying figure with scarlet blood in its eyes was approaching from the shadows.

Came to its side silently.

"Meow!"

The sharp steel claws tore its throat and blood gushed out. The sudden severe pain woke the Thunder Dragon from its sleep, but it was too late.

The bloody black shadow jumped to the side of its neck, the blade flashed, blood and flesh flew everywhere. The Flying Thunder Dragon used the last of its strength to try to throw the thing off, but it was in vain.

After a while, the flying thunder dragon, whose trachea and carotid artery were completely torn, howled silently and fell to the ground, with scarlet blood spilling all over the nest.

The black shadow retracted its bloody steel claws, took out the cat fork from its back, and stabbed it hard at the back of the Flying Thunder Dragon's neck, piercing its neck.

After confirming that the prey was completely dead, the blood-red fighting spirit in its eyes dissipated, and it lifted the hood of its armor, revealing a round and cute cat face.

"I've also mastered the beast form, meow." Elu wiped the blood off his face.

But its fur had already been soaked with the blood of its prey, and no amount of wiping would have been effective.

"It must be because I'm too weak that Muti left me and went traveling on his own, meow." Elu muttered to himself as he pulled out the cat fork from the Thunder Dragon's corpse.

The blood brought by the weapon splashed onto its body and blended into its hair which had already been stained with blood and turned sticky.

"This way, I should be qualified to return to her, meow."

Chapter 110: Ruins Plain?

The sky gradually brightened, and with the help of the light, Olang was finally able to see the entire camp.

Unlike the simple camps commonly seen in desert areas, where a tent is simply set up in an oasis and some wood is used as a fence, this camp was obviously built with great effort.

It is located on the hillside of a rocky mountain, where stands an ancient relic.

Although the main part of the ruins has long collapsed due to the erosion of time and wind, the load-bearing walls are still stubbornly preserved. The camp was built between these walls to protect against wind and rain.

The extremely steep slope prevents large monsters from entering from the front, and the existence of the wall basically eliminates the possibility of flying monsters such as flying dragons attacking from the air, making it extremely safe.

Behind the camp, there is a waterfall that falls vertically from the cliff. You can easily get clean mountain spring water without leaving the camp, which makes the orang and sea buckthorn from the desert particularly amazing.

A simple cable car has been built on the steep slope in front of the camp, making it convenient for hunters to go up and down without the effort of climbing.

Such a perfect camp, let alone a few days, he would be willing to stay here for a month.

Noticing that Orlan's eyes were fixed on the simple cable car, Nazia leaned her elbow on his shoulder and said with a smile, "This cable car was made by the craftsmen of Barubare.

Or to put it more directly, this camp was built by our Barubare Guild and we are responsible for its daily maintenance. Isn't it great?"

Jarrah, sitting on a large wooden box, continued to explain, "To the north and east of this camp is the Ruins Plain, although I don't think that place is flat at all.

To the west and south, there is a vast and flat grassland, which is also one of the regular migratory pastures that Barubare visits every year.

In order to prevent the monsters from the Ruins Plain from invading the grassland, the guild took great pains to establish a permanent camp here.

Our mission this time is to scout and clear the surrounding area with this camp as the center."

Olang and Muti nodded in understanding.

"The danger level of this hunting ground is not high. Monsters of the level of large flying dragons rarely come here. Generally speaking, that's the case.

To improve efficiency, let's split into two teams." Jarrah spread out the map on the box and gestured for the others to come closer.