Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

Chapter 1698 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 90] Not quite getting along

Chapter 1698 [Fufu's Bizarre Adventure 90] Not quite getting along

Fu Fu led her group of strange-faced brothers and ran around in the ancient tree forest, doing evil things.

Feng Ying rode a pterosaur and came alone to the distant north of the continent.

In order to find a stupid ugly thing, she must go deep into the deepest part of the demon gathering place alone.

The previous investigators' experiences have proved that the anti-miasma stone that Master Gordon dug up and the filter respirator specially made by the scholars of the third group for spore fog are not enough to support her to come and go freely in the foggy and miasma-filled demon gathering place.

Spore mist and miasma are easy to deal with individually, but when the two are combined, the trouble caused is far more than just one plus one equals two.

His real reliance was not on those external things, but on his superior physical fitness and his old relationship with that ugly thing.

If that guy still remembers the friendship they had in the past and takes the initiative to disperse the miasma, I will certainly be safe. If that guy really deserves a beating and wants to make a big fuss, I am confident enough to evacuate before the infection worsens.

However, if things really come to that, the next one might not be her, but the airship equipped with heavy artillery and the fully armed heavy crossbow team led by Anshil.

"I hope that guy won't mess around."

Through the thick sea fog, Feng Ying looked at the island that was once lush and green, but was now covered with fungal spores and poisonous miasma, like a ghost town. She controlled the Acid Pterosaur and began to land.

Of course, she didn't foolishly land directly in the foggy and misty place where demons gathered, but came to an island reef several kilometers away from the island.

There is a camp here, with several investigators and hunters stationed here, monitoring the place where demons gather day and night to prevent the restless Mist Hazrat from quietly leaving its original territory and bringing disaster to other areas of the New World.

Feng Ying let go of the rope and jumped into the camp on the island reef. She looked around and a hint of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.

Back then, several hunting groups including Silver Edge, Pen Head, and Alcohol used the Blue Star which was parked on this island reef as their base. They continued to attack large monsters, actively destroyed the ecology of the Demon Gathering Land, and finally succeeded in forcing out the Red Dragon hidden in the valley.

“It’s been more than ten years.”

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for so many years, you really haven't changed at all."

A smiling voice came, Feng Ying turned to look over blankly, "You are. Ai Bo?!"

"What's that expression on your face?" The capable female scholar put her hands on her hips and pretended to be angry and asked, "Have I aged that much?"

"Ahahaha, not really." Feng Ying walked over to her old partner with a smile and put her arm around her shoulders, "I just feel like I've become a lot more reliable!"

Ai Bo took out a piece of food and handed it to Feng Ying, "I'll take this as a compliment."

"Of course!" Feng Ying unpacked the food package and stuffed it into her mouth. She asked vaguely, "So what's the situation here now?"

Speaking of business, the expression on Aibo's face became serious, "There is good news and bad news.

The good news is that we haven't found any unusual movements from the Mist Corpse Dragon yet, at least there's no sign of it leaving the island.

As for the bad news, a letter came from the Dragon Crystal Land saying that the ancient dragons living there had become violent. Scholars speculated that this was probably because a small amount of spores had been blown to that mountain area by the wind or the seeds of parasitic plants.

Feng Ying swallowed the food in her mouth, with a toothache expression on her face, "Good fellow, this is like peeing in someone else's territory. That guy is really not afraid of being blocked at the door and surrounded and beaten."

Ai Bo: “.”

She didn't want to comment on Feng Ying's metaphor.

"So what happened later? Did those spores cause environmental pollution? Was it serious?"

“It contaminated some vegetation, but was soon burned to ashes by the Flame Queen Dragon living nearby, along with the entire mountain. This has happened several times so far. The director is worried that if more spores spread to the north of the continent, it may trigger a fight between ancient dragons.

That's why the commander and the others are in a hurry to call you over, hoping to resolve this matter as soon as possible."

Feng Ying unloaded her bag and stretched her arms. "I understand. I'll get some rest first and then go into the island to see what that guy is doing."

"By the way, why don't you see any mushrooms or amber?"

"I didn't let them come. It's more convenient for me to go in alone." Feng Ying explained casually.

Ai Bo, who had been her partner for several years, obviously didn't believe this argument. "Even if you have a Kinsect, you can't rely on it all the way. Wouldn't it be more convenient for them to have Amber?"

"There is only one set of anti-miasma stone. It is not safe for them to enter the island."

Ai Bo looked at her even weirder.

This is pure nonsense. Whether it is the Fanghound or Elu (Detel), their ability to resist diseases is much stronger than that of humans, not to mention that mushrooms originally come from the Miasma Valley filled with miasma.

People, cats and dogs act together. The protection of the miasma-resistant stone will also have some effect on Amber and the others. Coupled with the filter mask, they should be able to hold out better than you, right?

"stare--"

"Okay, okay, don't look at me like that. It's creepy." Facing Ai Bo's gaze, Feng Ying raised her hands to show her surrender. "The main reason I didn't bring them is because, uh, they don't get along with that ugly thing."

"Can't deal with it?" Ai Bo looked confused.

What kind of grudge could cats and dogs have against an ancient dragon?

"It's not that exaggerated. How should I put it? They all liked to rub against me at that time. Amber and it even showed their teeth to each other. Because it pushed Amber away with its head and squeezed next to me, Amber barked very fiercely at that time.

If he was fine, it would be fine, but the guy might be in a bit of a bad state right now, so let's try to avoid as much trouble as possible."

".From your description, the Misty Corpse Dragon looks like a dog."

“It doesn’t seem to be much different, actually?”

"This is not right, this is definitely not right," Ai Bo muttered as he picked up the huge notebook hanging next to him, intending to write it down and submit it in the report later.

In the future, the Ancient Dragon Observatory's confidential documents about the Corpse Hazak may include more comments such as "close to humans, likes to rub against them."

Is it reasonable to step on a horse?

"Okay, don't think too much, it will make you old quickly." Feng Ying smiled and squeezed past Ai Bo who was concentrating on writing, "By the way, where is the tent? We have been traveling for several days, we need to have a good sleep first. I'll ask you to help prepare the cat food later."

"What do you want to eat?" Ai Bo raised his head and asked reflexively.

"What to eat?" Feng Ying looked at her old partner in surprise. "Of course, we eat whatever is available. In this kind of place, did you prepare a variety of ingredients in advance?"

"Snap!" He closed the thick notebook in his hand, and the scholarly intellect on Ai Bo's face faded away, replaced by the liveliness and confidence that was exactly the same as in his memory.

She even seemed eager to try, "Of course! How can I not eat well before the mission begins?

Meat dishes? Fish dishes? Vegetable dishes probably aren’t what you like, but I’ve prepared a few as well!”

Feng Ying, who was about to go to sleep a second ago, decisively changed her plan and turned around, "Of course it's meat! The meat that can fill the oven and sizzle on the iron plate!

I'm going to die without cat food!"

(End of this chapter)