Will Ditto dream of the Monster Hunter Rathalos?

His state of mind is probably the same as those big-time hunters who like TA racing.

Challenge yourself, that's all.

This was the first time that Han Xin patrolled the territory with two sickle-weasel dragons.

Although he didn't feel much, and maintained his usual carefree look,

But the two little guys next to him didn't think so.

Two sickle-weasel dragons followed Han Xin closely, staring at the surrounding environment with sharp eyes, like hunters ready to strike.

After all, since the disappearance of the two brothers, the position of the next leader candidate has been vacant.

Judging from the current situation, if nothing unexpected happens, the next leader will be one of the two sickle-weasel dragons.

That's why the two little guys are so nervous, just wanting to perform well in front of their leader.

In fact, Han Xin also had this intention.

Anyway, he wouldn't be able to transform into the Kamaitachi Dragon King forever, so choosing a prince as soon as possible would be the best he could do for this small family.

I just feel a little reluctant to part with the female dragon.

After all, that female dragon is very smooth.

After patrolling the territory, Han Xin found no trace of intruders.

Then, he squatted under a tree, ready to take the two kids to rest for a while.

Seeing their leader so happy, the two sickle-weasel dragons, who had been on edge, relaxed at this moment, still maintaining their young dragon habits and playing together.

From time to time, he would come to Han Xin for a chat.

After spending a long time together, Han Xin didn't develop feelings for them, but he could also say that he didn't hate them.

So occasionally, I would cooperate with the actions of the little sickle-tailed dragon; I would gently bite and scratch them, as a way of joining in their playfulness.

“Omg~

So cute~”

Looking at Chihong in this heartwarming scene, her heart would melt if she had the heart to do so.

After a while, one of the little sickle-tailed dragons went into a bush while playing.

At first, Han Xin didn't care.

However, after a while, Han Xin saw the little guy walking towards him with something strange in his mouth.

The thing in its mouth is pink and looks furry.

But it was already dead, obviously having been eaten by this sickle-weasel.

"Is this... a yeast rabbit?"

Although Han Xin had not carefully studied the text introduction of environmental creatures, he was an old Monster Hunter player after all, so he naturally knew these things.

The sickle-weasel dinosaur held the yeast rabbit in its mouth, then shook its head back and forth rapidly, performing the most notorious death windmill in the animal kingdom.

Originally, Han Xin thought that the sickle-weasel dragon was just torturing small animals. After all, that was the nature of this species.

But he soon discarded the idea.

As the sickle-weasel spun at high speed, the fur on the yeast rabbit gradually decreased, and soon it became just skin and flesh. It looked very creepy and completely lost its cute appearance just now.

After that, the little sickle-weasel dragon put the yeast rabbit under Han Xin's mouth, as if to please himself, and signaled the leader to eat it.

Seeing this, Han Xin immediately became interested.

He did not swallow it immediately, but carefully observed the piece of meat in front of him; it should be called yeast rabbit.

Han Xin discovered that yeast rabbits do not have hair in the true sense.

Those things that looked like hairs were actually just some symbiotic hyphae attached to the yeast rabbit.

After a high-speed rotation like a centrifuge, the hyphae have been completely shaken off and fell on the ground.

Rise: Chapter 20: Drunken Stay

Han Xin, who had a general understanding of the creature in front of him, swallowed the piece of meat in one gulp.

I can only say that the yeast rabbit is still too small and can only be eaten as a snack.

But the taste made Han Xin overjoyed.

In addition to the unique aroma of meat, there is also a hint of fermented aroma. The wonderful feeling like lees lingers on the taste buds, making him unforgettable for a long time.

"I now understand why some ancient emperors liked princes who were good at hunting.

If it were me, I would like it too.

You kid, add one point!"

At this moment, Han Xin had a feeling of "being a cyber king and a monster hunter dragon."

Seeing that the leader was eating happily, the little sickle-weasel dragon also jumped up happily, and rode on another little sickle-weasel dragon with a little pride, as if showing off.

Of course, the latter also seemed a little disappointed, standing aside like a defeated dog, looking unhappy, and scratching his brother with his tail from time to time; that servile brother who came over forcefully.

While the two little sickle-tailed dragons were playing, Han Xin turned his attention to the pink mycelium that was shaken off.

It was really curious why the little sickle-weasel dragon shook off all the mycelium.

Judging from the taste buds of the sickle-weasel dragon, this flavor should be very popular with this race.

With the desire to explore the unknown, Han Xin walked to a bunch of hairy mycelium, then rolled up his snake-like tongue and swallowed a large bunch of mycelium.

The soft feeling passes over the lips and teeth, just like eating marshmallows.

The aroma of wine that filled the air lingered on Han Xin's nose and throat, making him somewhat intoxicated.

“Wow!

This taste is amazing!!!"

But when Han Xin finished swallowing the mycelium and turned to look at the two little sickle-weasel dragons, he found that the latter had stopped fighting and were looking at him in amazement.

It was as if I had done something that puzzled them.

"?"

Just when Han Xin was slightly puzzled,

He knew the answer.

A strong feeling of dizziness rushed into his brain. In just a few seconds, Han Xin's eyes went dark and he fell to the ground, losing consciousness.

……

After an unknown amount of time, Han Xin finally slowly opened his eyes.

But when he looked up, he felt a splitting headache and his body was somewhat out of control.

This situation is exactly the same as the feeling of being hungover.

When his vision was fully restored, the first thing he saw was two little sickle-weasel dragons standing beside him dutifully, watching everything around them vigilantly.

"Host! Are you okay?

You suddenly lost consciousness and scared me!"

After seeing Han Xin able to move, Chihong also screamed in shock.

“Oh my…

I finally understand why you have to shake the yeast rabbit before eating it. It turns out it will make the monster drunk!

Furthermore, being drunk doesn't count as a toxin, so it can't trigger my [Immune] trait at all..."

Han Xin shook his body, resisted the dizziness, and stood up.

The two sickle-weasel dragons, having noticed the movement, also jumped up excitedly, and seemed to be relieved.

At this moment, Han Xin understood something.

There are too many unknowns in this world. He cannot help but sigh that this world is far more wonderful than he has imagined.

The yeast rabbit mycelium that works wonders on hunters will have completely different effects on monsters.

Perhaps, this is Yeast Rabbit's way of surviving in this world of Monster Hunter where strong people abound.

Every creature in this world is living a hard life in its own unique way.

After figuring this out, Han Xin stretched and adjusted his body to the best possible condition.

Fortunately, the monster's metabolic rate was not slow. After just a few hours, the body of the Kamaweasel Dragon King had completely broken down all the alcohol.

Fortunately, there were no invaders in his territory during this period, otherwise the two little sickle-weasel dragons would not be able to protect him from being drunk.

So, after resting enough, he set off again with the two sickle-weasel dragons.

Looking at the sun about to set in the sky, Han Xin decided to take the two little guys to hunt for maru birds.

Before leaving, he suddenly thought of something, so he ordered Chihong to collect the mycelium around him.

Chihong moved so quickly that the two little sickle-weasel dragons didn't notice anything.

Just as the trio of sickle-weasels made their way to the stream, the sun set.

In a sense, the darkness at this moment is the home turf of the sickle-weasel dragon race.

Through his keen sense of smell, Han Xin caught the scent of Marunori.

As usual, he crouched low and lurked in the grass, ready to attack his sleeping prey.

The two sickle-weasel dragons beside him also imitated their leader's actions and prepared for a surprise attack.

After seeing a nest of jays sleeping soundly together, Han Xin narrowed his eyes.

Whenever he hunted alone, he relied on lightning-fast sneak attacks, but this time, he tensed the muscles of his hind legs and made a bouncing motion.

Then, after accumulating strength to a suitable point, Han Xin suddenly jumped out of the grass and rushed towards the Marunori's nest!

Even though he thought he was moving very fast, Marutori still noticed something unusual.

Then the alarm-like cry resounded in the silent night sky, waking up all the other maru birds!