Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter

Chapter 1232 Furry

Feng Ying thought that the scene where Master Gordon crushed the ice jackal to death with his bare hands and then hung the ice jackal on his body as a scarf was very cool, and she wanted to try it too!

She thought that she could also crush the cervical vertebrae of small monsters with her own strength.

But her palm might not be that big, and she probably couldn't crush it with one hand. How about trying to crush it with both hands?

Then she would return to the Yuechen base.

People asked: "What perfect fur! There are no wounds at all, how did you do it?"

She could answer with an invincible look: "This one, and these other ice jackals, I crushed them to death with my bare hands, just wild beasts."

Wow! It's cool just to think about it!

Feng Ying was fantasizing when Gordon's voice came over.

"Hayata, Feng Ying, smash them to death with the back of the knife, don't damage the fur."

"Yes." Hayata drew out the sword.

Feng Ying did not use her weapon, and ran excitedly towards an ice jackal.

The ice jackal pounced on her fearlessly and wrapped around her body.

That's it!

Feng Ying excitedly stretched out her hand and tried to grab the side of the ice jackal's neck, but just as she worried, her palm was too small and she didn't hold it firmly, so the ice jackal threw it away.

The ice jackal howled, opened its bloody mouth full of sharp teeth, and bit her.

Feng Ying tilted her head and nimbly avoided the bite, and struggled to free her other arm, grabbing the fur near the neck of the ice jackal with both hands.

The ice jackal, feeling threatened, was also aroused to be fierce, and it wrapped around her and kept tearing and scratching.

It was not easy to stand on the snowy ground. Feng Ying lost her balance and fell to the ground, wrestling with the ice jackal.

In the chaos, the remaining ice jackals did not escape.

In addition to being irritable and fearless, this creature also has another characteristic: unity.

As a result, naturally, they walked quickly and peacefully under Gordon and his men, and even Ansir smashed the skull of an ice jackal with the crossbow handle of a heavy crossbow.

The ground battle in the snow forest finally ended. Feng Ying relied on her good skills and strength far beyond that of an ordinary strong man to strangle the ice jackal with her arms.

The price was that her winter clothes had been torn by the claws of the ice jackal.

She stood up panting, and was greeted by the eyes of four people, three cats and two dogs who looked at her like a lunatic.

Ai Bo hesitated to speak, and Gordon Hayata also looked like he wanted to say something but didn't know where to start.

Anshil held his breath for a few seconds and uttered, "Next time you try to strangle a monster, you can wear stronger protective gear."

Feng Ying: "."

Gordon sighed and turned the page for Feng Ying, "Anshil, alert, let's finish the stripping as soon as possible and continue to look for the next group of prey.

It's better to stay away from this place. These ice jackals will not all escape. Don't hunt all the ice jackals in this area."

The number of ice jackals in the nearby forest cannot be said to be everywhere, but it can be said to be a disaster.

In less than a morning, they have obtained nearly twenty very complete thick furs of ice jackals.

Considering that one or two furs with some cloth and leather can make a set of [Ice Wolf] cold-proof clothes, if the efficiency of other teams is similar to theirs.

Then today, they can collect all the furs for making a large number of cold-proof clothes.

Hayata couldn't help but sigh, this is the advantage of having many hunters.

The entire Yuechen stronghold only has a few dozen people, but the number of hunters is more than 20, and all of them are elite.

This ratio of hunters is unimaginable in any village, town or city.

When she was in Bokai Village, dozens of people in the village relied on her and another older hunter to obtain animal resources.

If the village did not also raise some snow deer, it would take at least several months for hunters to collect the fur for making dozens of sets of winter clothes.

Based on the principle of doing more things since it is not easy to come out.

The Silver Edge Team, which had already completed the task in excess, did not return immediately, but found a place to leeward, eat, rest, and then continue their collection journey.

"Aibo, mark this place on the map. The conditions are not bad and can be used as a backup camp." When leaving the resting place, Anxier reminded Aibo.

Aibo nodded and completed the marking on the map.

Gordon grabbed a few wild peppers growing on the roadside and chewed them in his mouth.

The spicy taste stimulated him to grin, but his body also warmed up.

"Hiss - the biological resources of this permafrost are much richer than we expected before. There are many animals and plants, and even beehives.

I don't know what kind of bees can collect honey in this environment."

"Yeah." Hayata responded, "The Vlassia area is not comparable to here. Although the permafrost is a distance away from the New World, it may still be in the same energy environment.

The ecological diversity here may not be as good as the ancient tree forest, but it is not bad compared to the big anthill wasteland."

"Master Gordon, it's Bobo's footprints." Feng Ying lowered her voice and said, "There should be several in this group."

Gordon was quite satisfied with Feng Ying's performance of paying attention to the traces around.

He glanced at the traces and nodded, "Follow us, pick one and kill it, we have hunted a lot of ice jackals, we need to balance it out."

Pork Chop followed him and said the second half of the sentence, "By the way, get more meat meow, we have two sleds, we have to fill them up before we go back meow."

Ai Bo blinked when he heard it.

He was almost moved by Mr. Gordon's concept of ecological protection.

The hunters followed the footprints and it was easy to find the Bobo walking on the snow. Just as they were getting closer and closer to the target, Gordon made a gesture.

The two hounds pulling the sled immediately stopped and stood by.

The noise of pulling the sled was too loud, which could easily disturb the prey in advance.

The hunters climbed up a snow slope quietly, and the target group of Bobo was more than 100 meters ahead.

"Leave this to me." An Xier set up the heavy crossbow and locked the crosshairs on an old Bobo.

At this distance, he was sure to shoot through the opponent's neck with one shot.

"Wait, look over there!" Feng Ying lowered her voice and pointed in a direction.

Gordon took out a portable telescope and looked in the direction of Feng Ying's finger.

There was a Bobo cub there.

Gordon's first reaction was, want to eat the cub? Is it asking for trouble again?

But he soon discovered what Feng Ying really wanted him to see.

How many of them were they, the Orcs?

They were about the same size as the Strange-faced Tribe, chubby and furry, wearing an animal skin cloak, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

They were happily playing with the Bobo cubs, climbing up Bobo's towering back, sliding down, climbing up again, and sliding down again, as if they were playing on a slide.

(Picture from B Station Roman Investigator 027, also a high-quality ecological up)

"It's a bit like the Strange-faced Tribe, but it's not." Glancing over there, An Xier was sure.

Now he has done some research on the New World Strange-faced Tribe.

"A species of orcs that has never been discovered before?"

Gordon frowned and thought for a while, "Give up hunting. This orc seems to be very close to Bobo. Maybe they have a symbiotic relationship or a breeding relationship.

In short, it's not worth offending an orc group for a Bobo."

"Yeah."

Ansel folded up the crossbow and put it away. "So what should we do now? Go over and communicate with them?"

Gordon hesitated for a moment and shook his head and said, "Leave first. The first impression of contact with the orcs is very important. We hunted and killed a lot of ice jackals and skinned them. The bloody smell on them is too strong, and the impression may not be good.

Record this location. Mr. Monroe is also in Yuechen. Ask his opinion first."

Ps.

This is actually a misunderstanding of the protagonist and others. The orcs have nothing to do with Bobo, but have a good relationship with ice jackals.

So let's not meet this time.

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