One man and one dog, wandering in the world of Monster Hunter

Wisdale held Link's hand tightly, shouldered the Dragon Crossbow, and trotted across the busy deck like the wind to the supply storage area on the side of the ship.

The scene here resembles a colorful ocean toy warehouse, with various small sailboats arranged in an orderly manner.

The young lady was agile and skillful. She manipulated the lever of the crane lightly and slowly lowered a small sailboat with a unique shape.

As the small sailboat gently touched the sand, she jumped without hesitation and stepped lightly onto the deck.

Seeing this, Link had no choice but to follow and land on this small boat that looked like a surf sail.

"Yahoo!"

After getting on the boat, Wishdale cheered like a wild dog that had broken free from its bridle.

She untied the hooks that secured the boat to the bow and stern, tied a tough rope around her waist, and held the mast tightly with one hand to control the boat, skillfully directing the wind and allowing the boat to sail in the endless sea of sand.

Following her example, Link also tied a strong rope around his waist, held the boat pole with one hand and held the gun with the other, keeping an eye on the situation around him.

Vishdale's swaggering actions quickly attracted the monsters in the sand sea. Several golden fish fins soon emerged from the sand like shark's dorsal fins and swam towards the two.

"Hahahahaha, these salons are my favorite. They are about the same size as the giant monster bird, but their skin is much worse than the monster bird's shell. I can kill one with one shot."

Wishdale laughed out loud and unexpectedly loosened his grip on the pole.

The hand flashed under the skirt like a phantom, easily took out a howitzer, and stuffed it into the barrel of the gun accurately.

Then, her palm firmly grasped the boat pole again.

This series of movements was as skillful as a motorcycle stunt without holding the handlebars. Link was stunned and his eyes twitched involuntarily.

"6."

After loading the bullet, Wishdale laughed and adjusted the direction of the gun, locking his target on the group of salons not far away.

The roar of the Boom Dragon in her hand was like that of an angry beast, making a deafening roar like a real Boom Dragon.

With a sharp whistle, the grenade streaked across the sky like a meteor and accurately hit a salon.

"boom!!!"

There was a loud bang, deafening, as if the whole world was shaking at this moment.

The skin on the back of the shark that was hit was instantly deformed and burned into charcoal by the flames like fish skin.

The surrounding sand sea was affected by the explosion, splashing up large amounts of yellow sand, which frightened the group of sharks and caused them to scatter in all directions, not daring to approach easily.

The injured Sharon was tumbling like a dying fish, making its last struggle in the sea of sand. Finally, as if in its last breath, it leaped with all its might and flew into the air.

The scene was frozen at this point. This final leap took away the last bit of strength of the sandbar. Its body lost power in the air, fell powerlessly onto the sea of sand, and then began to slowly sink.

The composition of this vast desert is extremely strange, just like the extremely dense sea water. The dead sand gradually lost its buoyancy and began to sink.

Seeing this, Vishdale manipulated the sail to approach the sharon, then picked up a harpoon with a tail rope from the deck and pierced its neck to ensure that it would not sink into the sand sea.

"Link, you take the materials from it, and I'll control the sails and keep an eye on the other salons."

"it is good."

Link nodded, folded the heavy crossbow and hung it on his back, took out the skinning knife, squatted down and started working.

The fins and a large piece of skin on Sharon's back were blown away and had lost their value.

However, there are still some intact scales and fins on both sides of the body.

An interesting point is that the only difference between the Sharon and the Sharon King is their size, which results in them containing almost identical materials and having comparable values.

The only difference is that King Salon's teeth are also materials, but Salon's are not.

Link took a deep breath and gently slid the knife across Sharon's abdomen, accurately cutting a long and thin cut.

As the blade penetrated deeper, Sharon's flesh was gradually exposed to the air, and a thick stream of blood flowed out, fell into the sand, and was swallowed by the quicksand.

Next, Link carefully tore open the skin with his hands, revealing the firm dragon meat.

With a focused eye and delicate technique, he removed the useless tiny bones one by one along both sides of the dragon bone.

Medium-sized dragon spines can be collected from Salon. These spines can be used to make soup, make equipment, and even be used as the main body of various means of transportation. They have many uses.

In contrast, the meat of sharks is not delicious. They are like sharks in the sea, and they use their skin to excrete metabolites from their bodies. The meat is smelly, and Link feels sick when he smells it.

As the dissection progressed, Link removed Sharon's liver intact.

This salon liver has a light gold to dark amber color, a full and smooth texture, a slightly moist surface, and a delicate oily luster.

“It is indeed a delicacy coveted by many diners. The freshness of this freshly taken out food makes me want to take a bite.”

Weighing the large piece of Salon Liver in his hand, Link couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and had the urge to take a bite.

"Eat it if you want. Salmon liver is best eaten raw. When I first saw it, I bit into it right away."

Seeing Link's envious look, Vishdale squinted his eyes and chuckled.

You know what, this girl with her silver hair and those two red bangs that look like cockroach antennae, looks pretty when she smiles.

He's just a little crazy, and he always carries explosives with him, making people think he's a dangerous person.

"Forget it, let's go back and eat."

Link noticed from the corner of his eye that many sharks were gathering towards them, so he gave up the idea of taking a bite and put the ichthyosaur liver into his prop bag.

"Well, let's just blow these bastards up in one fell swoop."

As she was talking, the girl started laughing like a madman again, and the Honglong in her hand roared and continuously fired powerful armor-piercing grenades. The recoil force made the entire boat shaky in the sand sea, and it felt like it would capsize at any time.

"Ugh."

Link sighed helplessly, feeling that he hadn't met many normal people since coming to Rocklark.

He casually pulled out the harpoon that was stuck in the shark's body and threw it with all his strength. The harpoon pierced the neck of a shark not far away.

The sharon had been blown up by Vishdale, and Link easily pulled it over with the rope attached to the tail of the harpoon.

In this way, one was responsible for output and the other was responsible for aftermath, and the cooperation was quite pleasant.

Thirty minutes later, the two began to return.

There was no way. The ship was too small to carry much stuff. Besides, Wishdale had run out of ammunition.

During these thirty minutes, Link harvested a total of eighteen ichthyosaur livers, as well as some salon skins, scales, and fins.

Because stripping is time-consuming, Vishdel slowed down his shooting speed to give Link time to collect materials.