Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Alma, who had never heard the teacher talk about these things, felt a little flustered, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at those big strange birds.

"I feel a little pitiful for those big weird birds."

Alma whispered, "They're forced to leave their original habitat and come to unfamiliar mountains and forests. To survive, they can only eat food that seriously harms their health. They also have to face the hunt of hunters. They're like slaves controlled by the Star Dragon."

Silla glanced sideways at the student.

In the past, Alma had fewer opportunities to interact with nature, and would occasionally say something scary like, "Shouldn't it be better to get rid of everything?" without even investigating.

That is naturally wrong.

But it would be even more foolish if you just feel sorry for the big monster bird and let it affect your judgment of the overall situation, or even do things that prevent hunters from conducting reasonable hunting.

You know, many times, scholars, like hunters, are either too cold-blooded or too kind, which is not a good thing.

"Alma, don't let your emotions cloud your judgment." Silla said in a serious tone, "What we need to do is not to protect these giant birds, but to get everything back on track.

You might feel pity for the giant bird, but aren't those beach creatures that shouldn't be its food also pitiful?"

Alma opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say, her mind was a little confused.

Sheila looked at the confused students.

This child is not a "pure to the extreme" freak like Eric. Although her personality cannot be said to be sentimental, she is as empathetic and easy to sympathize with as all girls of the same age.

"It's good to have empathy, but don't let emotions override reason." Sheila's tone was more serious than ever.

"Your dream is to become a top cultural anthropologist, to explore ancient sites in the wilderness and uncover the mysteries of lost civilizations.

To achieve this dream, becoming an editor is the fastest and most direct way.

To become an excellent compiler, you must learn to accurately judge situations, make decisions on behalf of the guild, and become a guiding light for the hunters' actions."

"Make decisions on behalf of the guild and be a guide for the hunters," Alma murmured, repeating his teacher's words.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Olivia, who was lurking beside them, grinned.

She is the person in charge of the operations here. As an academic advisor, Ms. Sheila has the right to make suggestions on their actions, but she does not have the decision-making power. After all, her current identity is not an editor.

But at this time, she didn't mind giving the other party a favor and temporarily acting as a "teaching tool."

"Ms. Sheila, we have never hunted five giant monster birds at once. Do you think this hunting behavior is reasonable?"

Silla obviously didn't expect Olivia to suddenly ask her this. Wasn't the hunting operation already discussed?

But she immediately understood the latter's intention, gave Olivia a grateful look, and then spoke in the editor's formulaic language:

"In the name of the guild, and as a member of the pursuit of ecological harmony, the hunt is authorized."

P.S. A brief explanation for readers who have not played in the wilderness is that the compilers in the wilderness have higher decision-making power than in the world (they must also go through layers of review and assessment), and can issue hunting permits directly on behalf of the guild based on on-the-spot judgment.

The plot makes it seem like the Hunter is Alma's replacement (x)

(Picture from Station B's "Universe Emperor Subway")

I have to say that although this game is not as fun as the world, Alma is much more likable than Aibo. I feel pity for him. I feel sad and pitiful when I see the Lock Blade Dragon going crazy, but I will issue the license when it is necessary, without hesitation.

Chapter 313: As long as there are no more than four people per monster, it is not considered a violation of the rules!

"receive."

Olivia nodded heavily, then put her finger in her mouth and whistled something that sounded like a bird's song—this was the signal to begin the action.

The hunters did not rush out immediately. They hid behind their respective shelters, their eyes fixed on the target, and did not move.

Only sea buckthorn jumped out of the bushes and leaped towards the group of huge strange birds that lowered their heads and were about to use their huge spoon-like beaks to filter the small creatures on the mudflats.

"Look here, meow!" Seabuckthorn, which came closer, was afraid that the big monster birds would not notice it, so it turned around and slapped its butt hard, making a crisp "pa pa" sound.

Not to mention that the giant bird is a monster known for its keen hearing. As long as it is not deaf or blind, it should have noticed the arrogant Elu who suddenly broke in.

Feeling the hostile gazes of the giant birds, Seabuckthorn raised his claws high, with a flash bomb with the fuse bitten off in each claw.

Three, two, one

The hunters counted down in their hearts at the same time. When the countdown reached zero and a strong light flashed, they rushed out from their hiding places together.

The big strange birds were hit by the strong light and felt dizzy. They were staggering as if they were drunk and looked like they might fall at any time.

"Go!"

Huayue waved the insect stick like a flag, spreading dust and pouring various potions into her mouth.

Under the mysterious wide-area protection, the potion turned into a mist containing magical energy, which gushed out of her body and spread to the surroundings.

The first to attack were the shooters.

The heavy crossbowman Bradley and the light crossbowman Heath fired at the same time. They locked onto the same big monster bird. Amidst the roar of artillery fire, five armor-piercing grenades hit the head of the big monster bird one after another.

Each of these crossbow bullets with a huge charge is equivalent to a small explosive bomb. The steel nails in the bullet head penetrate deeply into the head of the big monster bird and touch the skull.

When the last armor-piercing grenade hit the target, the fuse of the first armor-piercing grenade burned out, flames flashed, and the five armor-piercing grenades exploded at the same time.

“Rumble, rumble—!”

Amidst the explosion of flames and smoke, the shell on top of the giant monster bird's head was almost instantly shattered, and a large piece of its huge and exaggerated spoon-shaped beak was blown away.

At the moment of the explosion, the powerful impact penetrated the skull along the steel nails at the tip of the bullet and directly entered the brain of the strange bird, almost shattering its brain.

The big strange bird fell to the ground howling, wailing and struggling.

The two shooters approached at full speed while reloading.

As a heavy crossbowman, Bradley came directly to less than five meters in front of the big monster bird, with the heavy crossbow connected to the bullet chain in his hand, lowered his center of gravity and entered the crouching shooting mode.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

He was using shotgun shells. At this distance, the power of the shotgun shells was unparalleled. Every shot was like an invisible hammer suddenly hitting the head of the giant bird, and shrapnel, blood, and shell fragments flew everywhere.

Heath changed the magazine to ice bullets, and the ice-blue crossbow bullets hit the target continuously like hail in a storm. The frost froze the blood of the giant monster bird and continued to plunder its life.

Under the full firepower suppression of the two shooters, the big monster bird was not far from death.

There is another battlefield only twenty or thirty meters away from here.

The spear supported by the large shield made a full-scale charge (human-carriage), and suddenly crashed into the side of a huge monster bird like a violent chariot.

The Explosive Dragon Suit he was wearing was even heavier than the Rock Dragon Suit Muti was wearing. Dorn, who was able to launch a charge while wearing such super-heavy equipment, naturally had astonishing strength and explosive power.

The power of this collision would definitely not be weaker than Muti's full-strength charge. Since the spear itself is more suitable for launching a charge than the gunpowder, coupled with the advantages of equipment and weight, the impact of Dorn's charge is even greater.

If it was an ordinary big monster bird, let alone being in a dizzy state, even if it collided head-on, it would be knocked over by it.

However, this big monster bird was extremely huge, even bigger than a female fire dragon. Its two hind legs were particularly thick, and there was a faint black aura wrapped around its body.

There is no doubt that this is a ferocious individual.

Under Dorn's full force, it staggered and almost lost its balance and fell, but at the last moment before falling, it managed to stabilize itself.

Dorn roared and continued to push, forcing the giant bird back. He looked like a violent man who would not give up until he pushed it down. He was completely different from his usual silent and gentle appearance.

At this moment, two other swift figures approached rapidly.

Orlan, who had transformed into a demon, quickly circled to the other side of the ferocious giant bird and raised his sword backwards to enter a charging posture.

After a brief second of building up strength, he dodged and rushed out, sweeping the sword in his hand towards the ankle of the ferocious giant bird.

Air Blade Swirl!

Approaching from another direction, Sail used the momentum of his charge to slide under the giant bird, spotted the weak point under the latter's feet, jumped up and swung a sword.

Slide slash!

With the tacit cooperation of the three people, this extremely huge and ferocious monster bird with the posture of a leader finally fell to the ground.

Orlan rolled sideways and came to the ferocious head of the monster bird without any hesitation, seizing this most critical attack position.

As he rolled to his feet, the platinum blade of the Rebel Blade Rigel rubbed against his shoulder armor. With a sharp "clang" sound, the blade, which had been polished to a sharper edge, chopped straight down on the head of the ferocious giant monster bird.

This sword strike was just to warm up his hands. After turning into a demon, Orlan swung the sword in his hand into an afterimage. The sword light flashed and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Sailer came to the chest and abdomen of the big monster bird.

Explosive attacks were not the strong point of one-handed swordsmen, but he proved with his actions that an excellent hunter would never have weaknesses.

He hooked the fingers of his right hand holding the shield, and the blade medicine on the inside of the shield splashed out. He rubbed the shield against the one-handed sword fiercely, and the blade medicine was evenly applied to the blade.

His muscles tensed, but he did not swing his sword to attack immediately. Instead, he gathered all his strength and felt the pulsation of energy in his body.

At the most appropriate moment, he suddenly leaped up and slashed forward.

The sword in his hand did not leave an afterimage, but each move was accompanied by a wonderful rhythm and movement. Each sword was just right. He swung the sword at the most appropriate time and cut in at the most appropriate angle. The sword blade penetrated into the deepest part of the target's shell again and again.

Deadly combo!

"What terrible young people." Dorn chuckled. The tip of the more than three-meter-long spear in his hand did not shake or deflect at all. He stabbed deeply into the body of the giant bird with one step and one thrust. Each time, he could poke a bloody hole as big as a bowl.

His attacking moves may not be fancy at all, but they are as solid as a rock.

Compared to those who ran fast, Olivia's attack seemed to come a little late.

The two giant monster birds over there were almost dead, and she had just reached her target, dragging her sledgehammer sideways.

The big strange bird shook its head. Although its vision had not yet recovered, it had gradually gotten rid of the dizziness caused by the strong light.

Feeling threatened, it screamed and turned its body, its long, thin tail sweeping around like a whip.

"Leave it to us!"

Just as the long tail was about to hit Olivia who was charging towards him, Nero, holding a greatsword, rushed in front of her, raised the greatsword on his shoulder, and blocked the attack steadily.

"Charge!" Olivia rushed out from behind Nero, swinging the hammer and spinning it several times. Then, the dark velociraptor hammer, with terrifying power, smashed into the jaw of the giant bird.

"boom!"

The big monster bird raised its head high, and its bright yellow beak was smashed into spider-web-like cracks.

The terrible impact that even Zhanlong could not withstand shook the brain of the huge monster bird. It lost consciousness almost instantly and fell to the ground.

After being reminded by Olivia, Nero, who had raised his sword and started to accumulate strength in advance, had already entered a strong charging posture. Seeing the huge head falling just in front of him, he laughed and swung the sword in his hand.

From the time Seabuckthorn appeared to this point, in just over half a minute, the three huge monster birds completely lost the chance to stand up and resist.

The remaining two big monster birds gradually woke up from their dizzy state and jumped and screamed. They flapped their wings and were about to launch a counterattack.

A sonic boom bomb flew from a distance and landed precisely between the two of them. The high-frequency noise of the explosion stunned them again.

Huayue swung the sonic boom bomb in a way that a normal bug stick user would never use, put down the bug stick in his hand, and without caring whether it was useful or not, poured a bottle of recovery medicine into his mouth.

"That will wake you up?"

Chapter 314: Non-mainstream insect stick user

When the two big strange birds recovered from the dizziness caused by the high-frequency noise of the sonic boom, their three companions were already dying or had lost their lives.

Realizing that something was wrong, they tried to escape, but were entangled by several hunting cats including Seabuckthorn. Huayue, who had always been away from the battlefield, also commanded the hunting insects to harass them. For a while, they could not escape at all.

When the other hunters were free one after another, the last two big monster birds were easily defeated under the siege of four five-star hunters, three four-star hunters, one three-star hunter, and several hunting cats.

Although there was a ferocious individual among them, it had no effect on the outcome.

The battle soon came to an end.

Olivia was very satisfied with the efficiency of hunting five big monster birds at one time. She arranged for the shooters to be on guard, and the others to quickly collect materials and evacuate.

As for the flesh and blood of these huge monster birds, there will be other creatures to help them deal with it.

Unfortunately, hunters don’t attach much importance to these big monster bird materials. Even Huayue, the lowest-level hunter among them, has no demand for these materials.

If the materials from those ferocious individuals were used to make equipment, the defensive performance would indeed be better than the "Supporter Set" she currently uses.

But this set of armor is an extremely important part of her combat system, so she will naturally not change it casually.

Ms. Sheela collected some body tissue specimens of the ferocious giant bird for research purposes, while Seabuckthorn took away all the wing membranes for the development of hang gliders.

The remaining materials can only be temporarily stored in a place. After the task is completed, we will see if we can sell them to the guild’s recycler and share the money.

On the way back to the camp, everyone was talking and laughing.

The relationship between those who have fought side by side and those who have just met and chatted for a few minutes is completely incomparable.

Before, except for Olivia and a few others, there was always a vague barrier between Orlan and the other hunters.

Now that this barrier has disappeared, even Dorn, who was the least talkative, chatted with him for a few more words, and seemed quite amazed at his strange skill of transforming into a demon with his sword.