Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter

Chapter 956: Pork Chop's New Friend

"Are we going to help meow?" Pork Chop looked at Gordon.

"Hmm--"

Gordon pondered. He was not struggling with whether to take action or not, but the timing and method of taking action.

Hunting the Scratching Bird was not difficult. With his strength and equipment, it would only take a few minutes to kill a monster of this level.

But he still hoped that before that, the Scratching Bird would lead them to find a more suitable camp.

Although they already had a good location, if there was an extra choice, why not?

After thinking for a few seconds, Gordon made a decision, "Pork Chop, you go to help. You don't need to kill it quickly. You can injure the Scratching Bird first and let it leave to see if you can follow it to find its nest."

"Okay meow!"

"Wait a minute."

Gordon stopped Pork Chop who was about to rush out, and added, "I'll leave first. If you have a chance, you can try to build a good relationship with that Deter. Maybe there will be some unexpected surprises."

"Meow?"

Pork Chop didn't quite understand what Gordon meant.

"Well, just go ahead, just treat it as making a new friend." Gordon winked at Pig Chop.

Pig Chop was stunned for a moment, looked at Deter who was struggling with the scratching bird in the distance, and then looked at Gordon, as if he had misunderstood the latter's meaning.

"That Deter is a male cat!"

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Gordon choked, and then said helplessly: "That's not what I meant, just like Xianglan learned the formula of honey insects to attract incense and the technology of manipulating honey insects from the fish basket tribe."

"Ahem, meow, I understand meow" Pig Chop rushed out with a red face.

While running, he took out a bomb barrel from the package, held it above his head, and meowed loudly to cover up his embarrassment.

Pig Chop's cry attracted the attention of the struggling Deter.

Although they didn't speak the same language, it could also extract the emotion of "I will blow you up to death!" from the meow.

As a member of the insect cage tribe living next to the Star Stronghold, it had seen the power of gunpowder, and quickly released its claws that were holding the scales of the scratching bird and jumped off its back.

Seeing this, Pig Chop confidently used his claws to light the fuse, and then threw the coconut-sized barrel bomb at the scratching bird.

"Boom!"

The power of the barrel bomb that Pig Chop personally prepared was not comparable to those "mass-produced goods".

The explosion flashed, and the fragments spread around with the blast wind. The scratching bird was almost knocked to the ground by this inconspicuous barrel bomb. The scales on its side were broken, and a large area of ​​bleeding scorch marks was blown out.

"Meow!" Deter was excited, holding a bone staff and rushing towards the scratching bird that was blown dizzy.

Pig Chop directly turned on the beast, and his eyes were scarlet with fighting spirit lingering around, just like an evil little monster.

He ran on all fours and then jumped onto the back of the scratching bird, grabbed the steel claws hanging on his waist, and started to scratch wildly.

The bloody scene scared the Detel who was about to attack and retreated.

In less than ten seconds, countless bloody deep scratches appeared on the back of the scratching bird, and blood splashed all over the pork chop.

"Ji Ga--!" The scratching bird howled and shook its body in pain.

The Detel was even more scared. It shivered and prepared to slip away, fearing that this guy who suddenly jumped out would tear itself apart after getting rid of the scratching bird.

However, the pork chop did not give it a chance. It interrupted the attack, jumped high, and turned rapidly in the air, and landed in front of Detel like a spinning top.

He raised his head and stared at the latter with bloody eyes.

Detel raised his bone staff tremblingly.

Gordon, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't help but cover his face.

Are you too motivated? Bomb barrels and animalization, wild Detel has never seen such a scene.

The seriously injured scratching bird ran away in panic, leaving only two cats "confronting" there.

Pig Chop dispersed his fighting spirit and ended his animalization, and put away his steel claws, stretched out his little claws to greet Detel, not realizing how scary it was to see his hair all stained with blood.

Detel stepped back in panic, turned around and wanted to run again.

Pig Chop quickly grabbed it, "Wait a minute, meow!"

"Meow meow meow meow!" Detel waved his bone staff randomly, as if he was ready to fight with Pig Chop.

"I have no hostility, meow" Pig Chop tried to communicate, but the language was different, and the panicked Detel couldn't calm down at all.

Pig Chop didn't dare to continue to provoke the other party, turned back and rummaged in his bag, found a sausage, and handed it to Detel.

Whether it was Elu, Melalu, Detel, or the Qimian tribe, sharing food was the most direct way for the orcs to show goodwill to each other.

Finally, under the temptation of the smell of food, Detel calmed down a little.

There was still fear in his eyes when he looked at Pork Chop, but he also understood that the latter was not going to do anything to him.

He stretched out his hand carefully and took away the sausage with a "whoosh".

After thinking about it, Detel also took out a thing that seemed to be a dried millipede from the small bamboo basket behind him and handed it to Pork Chop from a distance.

Pork Chop shook his beard, obviously not interested in the dried millipede, but considering the other party's mood, he still politely accepted it.

After exchanging food, Detel was obviously much more relaxed.

"Meow meow meow?"

Although he didn't understand the language of the New World Orcs, Pork Chop could roughly understand that the other party was asking questions like "Who is it?"

"Pork Chop meow." Pork Chop pointed at himself.

Then he pointed at the other party, "What's your name meow?"

Detel made a few vague syllables. Pork Chop tried several times but couldn't imitate it.

Detel looked around and soon picked up a bean-pod-sized ant from the ground. Its claws repeatedly pointed between him and the ant.

"Your name is Ant Meow?" Pork Chop asked with his head tilted.

"Mani Meow!"

"Meow——!"

After knowing each other's names, communication was finally established.

It felt uncomfortable to have blood all over his hair. Pork Chop gestured to the ant to wait and ran to a pool of water a little further away to wash quickly.

Without the blood, Pork Chop's appearance was no longer scary, and the ant was completely relaxed.

The two cats squatted there and meowed.

Gordon was relieved when he saw it and turned to leave.

Unlike Mr. Monroe, he didn't understand the New World Orc language. If he showed up rashly, it would probably cause Detel to be alert and uneasy. Let Pork Chop get in touch with them.

After a while of communication with gestures and guesses, and eating some food, the refreshed ant jumped up, waving his bone staff, pointing in the direction where the scratching bird left and meowing loudly.

"Are you going to hunt it, meow?" Pig Chop tried to convey his meaning to the other party.

"Meow!" The ant nodded vigorously.

"No problem, meow! Let's go, meow!"

Pig Chop arranged his equipment and was about to set off, but the ant pulled him back.

He picked up a bone whistle hanging on his chest, blew it hard, and then sharpened his throat, making a strange "squeak" sound.

Pig Chop looked at the ant curiously, thinking that it was calling its own kind, but he didn't expect it to call a little thief dragon.

Deter can control the thief dragon? !

While Pig Chop was still surprised, the ant had already turned over and jumped onto the back of the little thief dragon, and waved his claws at Pig Chop, obviously urging it to come up quickly.

Looking at the little thief dragon that was very docile, Pig Chop no longer hesitated, jumped on the thief dragon, and sat firmly behind the ant.

"Meow!"

The ant shouted, and the little thief dragon spread its limbs and quickly chased in the direction where the scratching bird fled.

ps. There is another chapter around 10 o'clock in the evening

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