Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

It is true that he is a lazy person in normal times, but once he enters the hunting ground and starts to carry out a mission, he will become more serious.

Especially since he is the captain this time and he is bringing two "newcomers" including Olangmuti, it would not be a good idea for him to be so blatant and sneaky.

"Nazia and I are responsible for the northeast to east area. The terrain here is quite complex and it's easy to get lost when you first arrive, so we'll scout it out.

Mutiolan, you should head south today. There's a large grassland with a wide view. You can explore about four or five kilometers vertically."

Upon hearing this, Orlan knew that Jara was taking care of both of them.

On one side is a mountainous area with complex terrain, and on the other side is a flat and endless grassland. It is obvious that the latter is easier and safer to scout.

"Aside from herbivorous dragons, there are usually only a few dog dragons on this grassland. They've been cleared repeatedly this month, so I guess there aren't even any dog ​​dragons left.

You two should try to complete your reconnaissance of the meadow today, as you still have to explore the vine-covered valley floor to the north tomorrow.

If nothing unexpected happens, try to return to camp by dusk to report the situation. If you encounter danger, fire a signal flare immediately. Got it?"

Olang and Muti nodded in unison.

"Also, remember to pay some attention to the sky during reconnaissance. The only thing you need to watch out for on the grassland is the threat from predatory flying dragons.

Given the appetite of flying dragons, their prey is definitely the large, slow-moving herbivorous dragons. However, they also want to change their taste occasionally, after all, herbivorous dragon meat is a bit tough."

Nazia patted Jarla, who, realizing he had strayed from the topic, coughed dryly and continued, "Ahem, in any case, be careful. Don't panic if a flying dragon appears within sight. Find some bushes or grassy areas to hide.

Try to make yourself as inconspicuous as possible; dragons generally won't swoop down to attack.

Oh! Yes, there's another point you must pay attention to. Although I haven't encountered it, I've heard from seniors that occasionally, a tyrannosaurus appears in this area.

Hearing this, Aolan was stunned for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.

"The Boom Dragon is a flying dragon, but it mostly runs on the ground. This monster is so ferocious that it will attack you if you're noticed by it.

If you encounter any problem, just evacuate quietly and you will be safe when you return to the camp. With the airship, you don't have to worry about the door being blocked. Return to Barubare to report the situation, and there are plenty of tough guys to deal with it.

If you really can't get rid of it, use flash grenades. By the way, you guys carry flash grenades with you, right?"

"Bring it."

Jara was a bit nagging, but Mutiolan and the others listened very carefully. These were all information that could save their lives at critical moments.

Nazia also added a reminder, "Everyone has a distress signal, right? If you encounter an unsolvable danger, send one immediately.

Although the two of us aren't any stronger than you, when things get tough, four people are always better than two."

The two people and the cat nodded obediently.

"No other questions, right? Let's go!" Seeing that things had been explained almost completely, Jara waved his hand.

The hunters, who had already checked their equipment and hunting gear many times, boarded the cable car in batches and followed the cable car to the foot of the mountain.

Jaranazia greeted them and headed towards the northern area with high mountains and deep valleys. Mutiolan headed in the opposite direction and came to the endless golden grassland.

(Screenshot from station B'Crazy Flying Mushrooms')

The wind from the desert was filtered out of the sand by the grassland, and replaced by countless golden grass clippings, blowing towards us.

Compared to the rough and dry sand, the feeling of soft grass brushing against the face is much more comfortable. For the first time in his life, setting foot on land outside the desert, Orlan couldn't help but open his arms and take a deep breath.

The feeling of being able to breathe deeply into the wind without wearing a dust veil and not worrying about choking on sand made him feel refreshed and novel.

"Meow! Honey meow!"

Sea buckthorn suddenly ran out and found a huge beehive.

Resources are scarce in the desert, and honey is an extremely precious nutrient. It can only be found occasionally in some larger oases. Once seen, no one will miss it.

But the resources of this grassland are not on the same level as those of the desert. Even the oasis cannot compare with this place.

Seabuckthorn, who had just finished collecting honey from one beehive, looked up and saw another one. He was about to run over excitedly to continue collecting, but was stopped by Muti.

Not only honey, but also plant resources such as herbs, mushrooms, and hollow fruits can be found everywhere. If you collect them one by one, you won’t have time to do anything else that day.

"This place is amazing, meow!" Seabuckthorn looked back at the beehive in the distance with regret, and couldn't help jumping up and down excitedly, "It's a huge treasure trove, meow!"

Muti looked around for a while and thought to himself: This can only be described as "not desolate", right?

Shuretsen Hill, Kulbutios Wetlands, Tros Forest, Fenglong Forest. Isn't any of them much more abundant than this place?

Not to mention energetic areas like the Land of Fire and the New World. It is said that insects consume so much nectar that they cannot digest it and even form huge honey balls under their bodies.

How happy would Seabuckthorn be if he saw those?

Chapter 111: Unbalanced Subjects

The surrounding area is covered with golden grass that reaches above the ankles. When the soles of the feet step on the soft ground, the soles of the shoes sink slightly, and there is a subtle elasticity, just like the thickest and softest carpet.

This feeling was novel to Orlan and Seabuckthorn.

There are only sand and stones in the desert. Even in the oasis, you can only see moist and loose sand, not something that can be called "soil".

Seabuckthorn was running around happily, and Orlan seemed to have difficulty walking, so he stood on tiptoe carefully.

Muti looked at the two of them strangely, not knowing what was wrong with them.

"It's so soft! But no matter how I run, my paws won't sink, meow!"

"Can I really just step on this grass?" Orlan raised his foot and looked at his heel. "Won't I be punished by heaven for stepping on so many plants?"

After standing there and waiting for a while, seeing that Orlan and Seabuckthorn were still looking nervous, Muti finally couldn't help it.

"Hey! Stop playing, it's time to go!"

Hearing her call, Seabuckthorn ran over "whoosh!", but did not stop beside her. Instead, he ran around her.

"By the way, is there anything special that I need to pay attention to when moving on this kind of ground, such as special steps?" Orlan kept looking back at the ground he had stepped on, hesitating whether he should pick up the fallen grass.

Muti rolled his eyes at them, said nothing more, and just started running with his long legs.

This trick was very effective. In order to catch up with her pace and maintain formation, Aolan and Seabuckthorn subconsciously accelerated and followed behind her.

They ran like this for a few minutes, and only when their movements became normal did Muti gradually slow down his pace.

Compared to walking, human senses become much duller when running fast. They are not in a hurry, but want to scout the situation in the area, so they naturally cannot just run with their heads down.

Muti slowly stopped, tilted his head and asked, "Are you used to it?"

"I've gotten used to it." Orlan steadied his breathing.

Anyone who comes from a desert area, whether they are nomadic herders or residents living in towns, has the habit of protecting plants.

When you see a few green grasses in the oasis, you should walk around them and be careful not to step on them.

So when he first discovered that he had "nowhere to stand", he seemed particularly uncomfortable, until he truly realized that the grass around him was not just a few or dozens of plants, but tens of millions, hundreds of millions, or even more.

Not to mention one or two people stepping on it, even if a huge herd of cattle ran over it and gnawed the grass into spots and rashes, it would return to its original state in no time.

Olang adjusted his mood and diverted his attention from the thought of "how many blades of grass were knocked down by his kick".

He looked around and found that the grassland was indeed flat and open, and the view could extend very far. However, this also had a problem - there was a lack of reference points, and it was easy to get lost if you walked for a long time.

There are some mountains in the distance that can be used as references, but they are too far away. The range they need to scout is probably a few kilometers around, and reference objects that are too far away will hardly be of any use.

If he is in the desert, he will choose to find a higher sand dune to climb up, remember the shapes of several surrounding sand dunes, and then use these sand dunes to build a "grid".

But this method seems to be useless on this flat grassland.

All his experience came from the depths of the desert. Once he left the desert, many of the skills and methods he mastered would be useless.

Suddenly I recalled that Ms. Marydan's husband, Mr. Lamarque, once reminded me not to just focus on the sea of ​​sand.

This was the first time he realized his shortcomings in this area.

"Mutti." Orlan looked at his companions. "I am unfamiliar with this environment. You will be in charge of the operation this time."

"Huh?" Muti was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Due to personality reasons, and Muti's own admission that Oran's brain is more flexible than his, Oran is usually responsible for operational command.

But the latter also made it clear that he was unfamiliar with the grassland. Although she herself could not be called an expert on plain terrain, she grew up in the central part of the continent and was relatively familiar with similar landforms, so she was not completely in the dark.

"Hmm. Then, let's find the river first." After a brief thought, Muti said.

"river?"

"Meow?"

This word is very familiar to most people in the world, but it is a rather unfamiliar word to Orlan and Seabuckthorn.

It's not that they don't know what a river is, but they have never seen anything that can be called a "river" in their entire lives. Even in large oases with underground springs, some are just "lakes."

Muti gestured with his hands, "Well, this is what the instructors at the training camp taught me. As long as there is an area with lush vegetation, whether it's a forest, dense forest, swamp, or grassland, there will be some surface water.

As long as the terrain has ups and downs, surface water will form rivers, streams, and waterfalls.

Water is essential for wild animals, so it is easy to find traces of various creatures near rivers.

Rivers are also the best landmarks. When you are unsure of your location, just look for the river and compare it with the map, and you can easily confirm your direction."

"So that's how it is." Orlan took out his memo and quickly wrote down this little trick.

For people outside the desert, this is like the sun rising in the east and setting in the west. It is not even a trick, but common sense.

His teacher Huali came from an area with abundant water resources and dense forests. She subconsciously ignored this knowledge and never taught him these things specifically.

"From the map, it seems that there is water flowing down the mountains to the north and spreading into this grassland, so there should be quite a few pools and streams nearby.

Judging from the terrain and the density of the vegetation, it should be this way!"

Muti waved to the confused Olang and Seabuckthorn, took big strides and walked in a certain direction.

Her steps were very firm, and she also became confident with the man and cat following behind her. After walking for a few minutes, they saw a long and narrow ravine in the distance.

Muti secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't embarrass himself.

"See, I told you there was a river here!" She quickened her pace and ran over, but was stunned when she got there.

It was not a stream at all, nor a river. It was a crack in the ground that appeared after geological changes. The crack was not wide, but very long. You couldn't see the end at a glance. The deepest part was more than ten meters.

Aolang and Seabuckthorn looked at Muti.

Muti's face flushed, and he pointed at the bottom of the crack and said with all his might, "Isn't there some water flowing down there? It can be considered a stream! It's just that the water level is a little low!"

"That's right." Orlan and Seabuckthorn kept their faces tense and nodded in agreement with her. However, Seabuckthorn couldn't hold it back and laughed "Pu meow".

Muti's ears turned red. "No! Follow this crack in the ground and you'll definitely find a stream!"

As she spoke, she started running. Aolan knocked Seabuckthorn on the head, and the man and the cat chased after her.

Unexpectedly, this time what Muti said was true. After running along the crack in the ground for a while, they really found a winding stream.

The stream is only one or two meters wide, but the water is clear and you can see a few small fish no longer than your little finger swimming in the water.

When they saw the clean water source, Ao Lang and Seabuckthorn's first reaction was to squat down and drink it all, and then change the water in the water bag.

Although they were not thirsty, the water in the water bag had just been filled in the morning.

Muti regained some dignity and straightened his face. "Continue following the stream, and you'll find a lake, or a network of water formed by multiple streams converging together, or even a small river.

In either case, animals will be attracted to drink from the water.”

When she said this, Aolan understood the rest.

There is lush vegetation near the water source, and herbivores come in groups. Carnivorous animals will also follow the scent. This is the same as finding an oasis, which makes it easier to find the whereabouts of monsters.

"Let's follow this stream and watch our step. There should be some animal footprints. By judging the footprints, we can roughly determine the time when the creature passed by."

"Wait, how do we judge this specifically?" Orlan took out the memo again.

Muti stared at him with wide eyes. "Trace judgment, didn't your teacher teach you this?"

"Actually, I have taught you that." Orlan laughed dryly, "But footprints in the desert don't last long; they'll be blown away by the wind and sand.

Teacher Huali couldn't find a suitable example, so she could only describe it in words. I didn't hear it very clearly. It seemed that she was saying that different terrains correspond to different climates, and there are completely different ways of judging?

I have learned the desert part thoroughly, and she said that she would take me outside the desert when she has the chance to teach me about other terrains in detail, and then..."

"Then?"

"Then I ran away from home."

Muti: “.”

You're a poor student! Go back to the Hunter Training Camp and make up for it!