Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

It is worth mentioning that this monster has a rather special weakness.

In biological classification, the shadow spider belongs to the horned species, and can barely be considered a distant relative of crustacean monsters such as the daimyo shield crab and the general sickle crab.

The chitinous exoskeleton structure is their biggest commonality. This chitinous shell is highly conductive, so lightning-attribute attacks are generally effective against horned and crustacean monsters, and Shadow Spiders are no exception.

From this point of view, the lightning-attributed slashing sword he possesses is a powerful weapon against shadow spiders.

However, the actual situation is not that simple.

Shadow spiders have a very special habit. They will hunt poisonous birds, peel off the skin of the poisonous birds, and wear it on their bodies like armor. At the same time, they will also absorb the poison glands and venom of the poisonous birds and use them for themselves.

Initially, beginners believed that this was for camouflage or moisturizing purposes, but later on they gradually determined that the Shadow Spider was using the superior insulating properties of the Poison Bird's rubbery skin to compensate for its own weakness to lightning.

If you really only bring a cutting knife, you will probably be in a difficult battle against the rubbery skin of the poisonous monster bird.

Therefore, relevant information, including communication with Senior Buck and others, recommends first using fire-attribute weapons or fire bombs to burn the poisonous bird skin on the shadow spider that is not resistant to high temperatures, and then use thunder-attribute weapons for targeted attacks.

Unfortunately, he has no fire-attribute weapons and no archer partner, and the only one who can provide relevant support is Seabuckthorn.

Fortunately, Seabuckthorn recently prepared a large number of incendiary bombs for its Fire Dragon No. 6. These shells can attach to monsters after hitting them and continue to burn, which may have a miraculous effect on the Shadow Spider.

Orlan himself planned to fight first with the sharper and more destructive iron sword [Kagura], and after breaking the poisonous monster bird skin on the shadow spider, he would switch to the Zanpakuto to target the attributes.

This will require some effort and you'll need to carry an extra weapon, but when it comes to your life, it's okay to put in a little extra effort.

As for props, flashbangs are said to be quite effective, so naturally you should bring as many as possible.

The illustrated guide specifically mentions that the shadow spider can secrete sleeping toxins on its own, and can also use the deadly poisons it absorbs from its prey. Of course, the corresponding vitality drinks and antidotes should not be forgotten.

In order to deal with spider silk, I also brought some dispersants.

Orlan was very glad that he had developed the habit of preparing in advance. The hunting props were all ready, and the weapons and armor were also maintained in the workshop early on.

Within half an hour after accepting the mission, he had made all preparations for departure.

Although Miss Noah is dressed like a poster girl and usually does the work of a poster girl, she is still the actual person in charge of the Metabetat Guild.

In just twenty or thirty minutes, she had already arranged a small airship. Since this was an urgent mission involving lives, it was of course impossible to let the hunter walk over slowly.

The supplies provided by the guild have also been delivered to the airship. If all goes well, the airship will be able to deliver the hunter to the village that needs help before dusk.

Without wasting any time, the fully armed Orlan quickly boarded the airship carrying bags of sea buckthorn.

"Wait a moment!!"

Miss Noah, holding something in her arms, shouted and ran over quickly. The little poster girl Lillian was chasing after her, carrying something. She accidentally fell while running, and quickly got up and continued to catch up with her.

"There was no time to get them from the warehouse, so I just grabbed them from the grocery store. Consider it my personal sponsorship!" Noah said, stuffing all the things onto the deck.

"Be careful! If there really are two shadow spiders, don't act tough. Just defend the village and protect the villagers. When the other four- and five-star hunters return, I'll send them to support us!"

"Come on! Mr. Hunter!" The little poster girl Lillian also raised her hands high.

"No problem." Orlan smiled at them and helped the airship operator to fold up the gangway, and the airship slowly took off.

The two poster girls, one big and one small, who kept waving at him, the assembly hall building, and the surrounding streets gradually shrank and moved away as the airship continued to rise.

Soon, the green of the dense forest and the blue of the sea occupied almost his entire vision.

It seems like it's been a long time since I've hunted alone since I became partners with Muti. This subtle feeling of unease is unexpectedly exciting?

Orlan shook his head, dismissing those unnecessary thoughts, and checked the extra supplies provided by Miss Noya.

Many bottles of antidote? I already brought ten bottles, and there are five more bottles from the guild's supplies. Add these, and there are more than twenty bottles. They can all be drunk like water.

Two Chinese herbal medicines? This is a good thing. Not only is it more effective in detoxification, it can also heal injuries. Aolang gave one to Seabuckthorn and kept the other in a pocket close to his body for easy access.

Two paralysis traps, and some tranquilizer bullets for capture? Using them wisely might just make all the difference.

"What is this, meow?" Seabuckthorn looked at the last thing on the deck.

It was a strange creature that was about the length of an arm when unfolded, with pointed ends. There was a small cage in the middle, which contained a lightning bug.

"Thunder rod?" Orlan picked up the thing.

He knew about this thing. It was a special hunting tool that could be stuck into the ground during a thunderstorm to draw down thunder to attack monsters.

It has strict requirements on the climate, and the timing of lightning is difficult to accurately control. Not only can it not strike monsters, but it is easy to strike yourself if you are not careful. Therefore, it is known as the most difficult hunting tool to use.

There is no rain in the desert, so of course no one would use this thing. He only got to know a little bit about it after seeing it in a grocery store in Dongdoruma and asking Muti.

But I only know how to use it roughly and have never actually operated it. For my own safety, I'd better not use it blindly.

After hearing Aolan's simple explanation, Seabuckthorn's eyes sparkled, "Boss, can you give this to me? Maybe we can find a chance to use it."

".Okay, just be careful when using it."

Chapter 171 The Quiet Village

On the airship, after spending some time checking their equipment one last time and adjusting their various personal props, Orlan and Seabuckthorn began to rest.

Although it was not even noon yet and they were not sleepy at all, they still each took a small amount of sleeping grass and forced themselves to fall asleep.

The situation of this operation is urgent. There is no time for them to rest for a night and adjust their condition after arriving at the camp. They may have to fight as soon as they land. It is unknown when they will find time to rest next time. They must adjust to the best condition before arriving.

The sleeping grass worked well, and Orlan fell into a deep sleep until a pair of hands patted his shoulders several times, waking him up.

Orlan opened his eyes. After a brief moment or two of confusion, his mind regained clarity. He looked at the airship operator who had woken him up, "Are we there yet?"

"Well, prepare to descend and land in about twenty minutes." The airship pilot returned to the steering wheel.

"OK, thanks."

Olang shouted to Seabuckthorn, who was huddled up beside him.

It was about three or four in the afternoon. The sun began to move westward, but the light was still bright. Birds flew past the airship from time to time. The endless dense forest below the airship looked vibrant under the sunlight.

Unfortunately, Orlan and Seabuckthorn had no time to appreciate this beautiful scenery, which was a luxury for desert residents. They were moving their limbs and warming up quickly.

The airship descended steadily, and the scenery below gradually became clear.

"One o'clock! That's the village that needs help!" the driver said loudly.

Orlan walked quickly to the starboard side of the bow and could vaguely see a river winding through the dense forest. In a "U"-shaped river bend, there was a village.

The village is not large, covering a total area of ​​only one or two hectares. It is surrounded by water on three sides. The only side connected to the dense forest is a wall made of sharpened tree trunks, and a large number of sharp wooden stakes are inserted diagonally into the ground outside the wall.

The villagers are very smart. There are big trees growing around the village and even in the open space inside the village. There are vines entwined between the trees, which are probably artificially cultivated.

The treetops and vines formed an air barrier, making it difficult for monsters to land in the village from the air.

This series of defense facilities is enough to stop small monsters and even most large monsters.

If a large flying dragon like Rathalos or Velociraptor is determined to attack the village, these defensive facilities probably won't be able to stop it, but they can buy the villagers some time to escape.

Moreover, there is plenty of food that is easy to hunt in the dense forest, so there is no need for those powerful predators to go to great lengths and risk being injured by sharp wooden stakes to attack the village.

"There are many villages like this in the dense forest." The driver said as he adjusted the steering wheel, "The villagers collect mountain products deep in the dense forest, then transport them out through the river, and then gather them in Metabetat for sale.

It’s no exaggeration to say that Metabetat was raised by these small villages. We can’t just ignore them when they are in danger.”

The airship slowly descended to about 20 to 30 meters above the village. If it went any lower, it would easily get entangled by the treetops and vines, so it could only descend here and then rappel.

"Three or four kilometers due north, there's a giant, withered, fallen tree. That's a hunter camp." The pilot handed over a map. "I'll land the airship there. If you need to rest or retreat, you can find me there."

"I understand." Orlan took the map, put it away, and threw a coil of rope over the side of the ship. "I'll leave the extra supplies and replacement weapons on the airship. Please take them to the camp and store them in the supply box."

"No problem." The driver nodded heavily. "I'll leave the rest to you. Be careful."

Olang made a "don't worry" gesture, and Seabuckthorn jumped onto his back and held on tightly. Olang tightened the weapon strap, grabbed the rope, turned over and jumped off the airship.

Sliding down the rope to the ground, the airship slowly rose into the air and disappeared into the shadows of the dense treetops.

Orlan placed his hand on the handle of the iron sword [Kagura] and observed his surroundings vigilantly. Seabuckthorn also jumped off its back and sniffed around.

After a moment, Seabuckthorn stood up and said, "I don't smell any monsters, nor any blood, meow. I guess no monsters have invaded the village yet, meow."

In fact, Orlang had confirmed in the air before that the wooden fences and other facilities protecting the village were not damaged, but it was not until now that he felt a little relieved.

After all, monsters like the Shadow Spider are fully capable of climbing into the village without destroying the outer walls, so we must not be careless.

The man and the cat circled around the small mountain village but found no monsters. The herbivorous dragons and other livestock in the animal pen were still there, but the villagers were nowhere to be seen.

Ao Lang didn't feel scared at all. He had found some footprints during his search and investigation, and he could probably guess where the villagers had gone.

After entering the largest building in the village and looking around, I soon found the entrance to the basement.

The entrance is not big, with a diameter of only about one meter. The flap door is actually made of cast iron and is very sturdy.

The room was filled with a pungent stench, and Seabuckthorn couldn't help but cover his nose. Orlan's eyes fell on the filth scattered around the flip door, and he grinned.

Monster feces is perfect for covering up odors. Ordinary small monsters will be frightened and run away when they smell it.

He was familiar with the way desert nomads used monster dung in a similar way.

Since there are arrangements, it means there must be someone down there. Judging from the situation inside the village, the villagers should still be safe.

Giving Seabuckthorn a look and telling it to go outside the house to be on guard, Orlan pulled down his visor to cover his overly young face, then pulled out a knife and knocked on the metal flap door several times with the handle of the knife in a regular pattern.

Not long after, the flap door was pushed open a crack, revealing a pair of eyes.

Seeing the fully armed hunter squatting outside the entrance, the uneasiness and vigilance in his eyes disappeared, replaced by surprise.

"The hunters are coming!"

There was a noisy voice, and then the flap door was pushed open.

The people inside were about to come out, but Orlan raised his palm and made a "stop" gesture, "Don't rush out, the threat has not been resolved yet.

Is anyone injured or missing? Someone please explain the situation."

There was another round of noise, but it soon died down. A middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties or fifties stepped on a ladder and leaned half of her body out, "Hello, Mr. Hunter, I am the chief of this village. This is roughly the situation.

Recently, many livestock have been lost in the village, and the shepherds who were grazing them have not returned. The hunters in our village realized that something was wrong and went out to look for them.

He came back very quickly and said that he had found traces of what looked like a shadow spider. He said that the monster was very dangerous and that the shepherd might have been taken away. He wanted to look for its nest to see if there was any chance to rescue him.

He told us that if he didn't return before dawn, we should send a carrier pigeon to ask for help from the guild and then take refuge in the basement."

Orlan nodded. Up to this point, it was pretty much what he had learned from the mission information.

"Have all the villagers completed their evacuation?" Orlan continued to ask.

The village chief nodded and said, "Yes, I was the last one to hide in the basement after I saw everyone else hiding there.

Besides this basement, there are two other basements in the village that can be used for shelter. This one has the most people, twelve, which means more than half of the villagers are here. The other two basements have fewer people.

"Is there any food or water left?"

"Yes, there's enough to last a few days."

"That's good. You guys continue to hide in the basement and don't come out. The guild will send people over later, so don't worry.

Where are the other two shelters? I'll go and tell them."

"There's one below those townhouses on the east end of the village. There's also a small cabin on the northeast side near the river. It's the hunter's house. It can hide a few people."

"The hunter's cabin in the northeast?"

Olang recalled some of his findings from his previous investigation of the village. "You said before that the hunters set out to rescue the herders. How many days ago did that happen?"

"The evening before yesterday."

“Trouble,” Orlan sighed, “I saw a set of footprints near the hunter’s cabin, heading towards the outside of the village.

The footprints are very fresh and cannot be older than a day."

Glancing at the horrified village chief, Aolang said helplessly, "When everyone was hiding, someone escaped."

P.S. No no no - I don't pick up children

Chapter 172: I Understand Teenagers’ Thinking Best

"Hunter," the village chief said anxiously, "I have to go check it out. I have to go check out the other two shelters."

After a little hesitation, Orlan agreed.

This village seems to be safe for now. With the village chief here, it will be easier to communicate with the people in the other two shelters.

"Tell the others to hide well and don't try to sneak out again. You follow me closely. Although no monsters have entered the village yet, we can't let our guard down." Orlan's voice sounded particularly low and metallic through the visor.

Coupled with his ferocious blue-black armor, he gives people the feeling that he is not a good person.

The female village chief swallowed nervously and followed the hunter closely.