Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

As long as it agrees, you can take it away at any time."

A hint of embarrassment crossed Orlan's face. "Actually, I've asked it several times, but it says the Fortress Guerrillas and you, Boss Joda, owe it a debt of gratitude, and it can't leave."

"So you want us to help persuade it?"

"Um"

Qiao Da glared at Orlan and said angrily, "Not only did you want to leave, but you also tried to poach our Fortress Guerrilla's mascot. After failing to poach him, you came to me, the leader of the Fortress Guerrilla, and asked me to help you do it?"

The embarrassment on Orlan's face became more obvious.

"No, I won't help you with this." Qiao Da's face turned serious. "You know, Seabuckthorn regards me as its boss, and my words carry a lot of weight in its eyes.

As long as we ask, it will definitely agree, even if it is reluctant.

You can only discuss this matter yourself. If you can persuade it, we won't stop it, but if it doesn't want to, we won't persuade it for you."

Aolan was silent for a moment after hearing this. He bowed slightly to Qiao Da and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't think carefully enough about this matter. I should have paid more attention to Seabuckthorn's own ideas instead of thinking about how to succeed more easily."

"Well, it's good that you understand this." Qiao Da nodded heavily, then changed the subject, "But I can give you some advice.

Seabuckthorn likes machinery and gadgets, and he usually spends most of his mission rewards on buying all sorts of gadgets."

After saying this, he said no more and continued to handle his official business.

Orlan blinked. He had actually noticed what Joda said, but he had never considered it from this perspective.

"Thank you very much!"

Joda flicked his hands as if shooing away a fly, indicating that he could leave.

Olang walked quickly back to the dormitory, and Seabuckthorn was there too. It was sitting at a small low table, fiddling with something.

Orlan squatted behind it and took a closer look. It seemed to be a small clockwork toy. Seabuckthorn had taken it apart and was trying to put it back together.

"Very skilled."

"Meow!" Seabuckthorn, whose attention was entirely focused on the things in front of him, was so frightened that his fur stood up, and he subconsciously wanted to hide those things.

"What's there to hide?"

Seabuckthorn paused and muttered, "Last time Asa saw me, he said I'm still a child, playing with toys all day long."

The corner of Aolan's eye twitched twice. "He's childish. Beat him up next time."

"Beat him up." Seabuckthorn echoed happily.

Orlan squatted beside Seabuckthorn and watched it put the toy back together bit by bit.

It was a simple toy tin frog. After Seabuckthorn wound up the spring, the toy frog started jumping up and down.

"It worked, meow!"

Seabuckthorn excitedly raised its paw high, and Orlan smiled and stretched out his palm to clap with it.

Seabuckthorn came to his senses at this moment, "Sorry for waiting for so long, meow. What's the matter with Aolan coming to see me?"

"Yeah." Orlan sat down cross-legged in front of Seabuckthorn, "I've submitted my resignation application to Boss Qiaoda. I plan to leave Rocklark and go traveling."

Seabuckthorn froze for a moment after hearing this, then nodded his head and said, "So that's how it is, meow. Be careful, meow."

Olang noticed that Seabuckthorn's originally pointed ears had become softer, and he couldn't help but reach out and rub its head.

"Why don't you come with me and see what the world outside the desert is like?" Orlan said softly, "On the day Sayre left, you stared at that airship for a long time, didn't you?

The outside world, new things, and new mechanical devices—you yearn for those, don't you?"

Seabuckthorn was silent for a long time before he said, "You're right, meow, but we must stay in the guerrillas and repay everyone's kindness, meow."

"If you want to go, just come along. Do you want a basket?"

Another voice called out, and Asa poked his head out of his bunk, "Who wants a little Elu like you to repay a favor?"

"Meow!" Seabuckthorn was so scared that he almost jumped up.

Ao Lang also turned his head in surprise. He hadn't noticed that there was another person in the room before. Why was this guy so invisible when he didn't speak?

"Why are you here?"

"I've been here the whole time. I was dragged out on patrol yesterday and didn't get back until late at night. I'm catching up on some sleep here."

"Then why didn't you say anything?"

"I heard you talking bad about me behind my back, so I eavesdropped for a while longer." Asa rolled off the bed with a smile.

He walked over to Seabuckthorn, glanced at the tin frog, and stretched out his hand to pull the tip of Seabuckthorn's ear, "I used to think you had nowhere to go, so I stayed with the guerrillas.

After all this time, you're just thinking of repaying a favor?"

Seabuckthorn struggled to free himself from Asa's hand in embarrassment and anxiety, "What's wrong, meow! No, meow?!"

Asa pinched Seabuckthorn's armpits with both hands, picked it up despite its struggle, walked out of the dormitory door, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Someone come! Is anyone there?"

"Shut up Asa!"

"Your mother is catching up on her sleep, why are you making so much noise?"

There were bursts of shouting and cursing coming from the Fortress Guerrilla's barracks, most of whom were guerrillas who had returned from night patrol to catch up on some sleep.

Asa's voice rose a few degrees, drowning out the others' shouting. "Olang invited Little Seabuckthorn to go on a trip, but Little Seabuckthorn said he wanted to go but couldn't because he had to repay everyone's kindness. What do you think?!"

"what? What?"

"Is there such a thing?"

There was a lot of hot sand on his underwear, and many people ran out of their respective team houses and surrounded Asa.

The whole body of Seabuckthorn, which Asa lifted above his head, turned gray.

Aolan covered his face with his hands in anguish. He had wanted to comfort and persuade him slowly, but after being publicly executed by Asa, the guerrilla Seabuckthorn could no longer stay in this city.

Chapter 48 There's a Cat

After some "slightly tough" "persuasion" from his fellow guerrillas, Seabuckthorn finally accepted Aolan's invitation.

Surrounded by a large group of people, a man and a cat came to Qiao Da's office.

Seabuckthorn, who was following Orlan, seemed a little timid, ashamed to ask this to Boss Qiao Da. Qiao Da, on the other hand, crossed his arms and seemed to have been waiting here for a while.

"Finally persuaded him?" Qiao Da looked at Orlan and asked.

Ao Lang didn't know how to respond. To be honest, he didn't have the chance to say anything, as most of the words were spoken by others.

Resha picked up Seabuckthorn and rubbed its face hard, "Little guy, you're leaving. I'm really reluctant to let you go."

Asa grabbed Seabuckthorn's dangling foot and pretended to rub it like hot sand, "I can't bear to part with it!"

"Get lost!" Seabuckthorn kicked him away.

Looking at this group of giggling young people, Qiao Da also smiled.

Some things are not suitable to be said from Aolang's perspective, but his guerrilla companions can give Seabuckthorn a push from behind.

"Okay, stop making trouble and put the sea buckthorn down." Qiao Da scolded everyone with a smile and then straightened his face.

After returning to the ground, Seabuckthorn tried to stand up straight, but still did not dare to look up at Qiao Da's face.

"Okay, what do you look like? Lift your head."

Seabuckthorn, who was used to obeying orders, subconsciously looked up, only to be greeted by Qiao Da's big hand.

Qiao Da rubbed the top of Seabuckthorn's head for a while, then squatted down, looked at Seabuckthorn straight in the eye and said, "Don't listen to what others say, and don't think about repaying them. I only want to ask you one thing.

Seabuckthorn, do you want to travel with Orlan? Or do you prefer the life of a guerrilla in the fortress and want to stay here forever?

Think carefully, carefully determine your inner thoughts, don't rush to answer me, give me the answer in three minutes."

Seabuckthorn held his head and thought for a long time, then finally raised his head and answered seriously: "Everyone in the guerrillas has been very kind to me, and I haven't repaid their kindness by taking me in.

Even though it may sound a bit heartless and ungrateful, I still want to go out and see the world outside.

"That's good." Qiao Da rubbed Seabuckthorn's head again, "It's good that you can confirm your inner thoughts."

As he spoke, he took out a contract scroll from behind him.

"On the first day I brought you back to Rocklark, I told you that the Fortress Guerrillas are your 'cradle'. When you feel you are ready, walk out with your head held high."

"Boss Joda meow!" Seabuckthorn's eyes were filled with tears.

"If you've made up your mind, leave your paw print on the contract. From now on, you'll have someone else to call your boss." Joda handed the contract to the thorn. "If you still have doubts, you can stay."

Seabuckthorn looked up at Aolang, who also squatted down and stretched out his palm to it. "Will you come with me?"

After a brief silence, Seabuckthorn nodded and placed his little paw in Orlan's palm.

Looking at this scene, the emotional Resha couldn't help but sniff.

Asa, who was standing next to her, nudged her shoulder. "Wasn't Seabuckthorn the one closest to you before? Honestly, I always thought it would become your partner. How did it get taken away by Aolangmao?"

"roll!"

It's not just a short trip of a few days, but a long trip away from the familiar city. There are countless things that need to be prepared in advance.

Orlan took out his memo, which already had two pages filled with dense writing.

"Boss, what are we going to do now?" asked Seabuckthorn who was following Orlan.

Aolan put away the notebook and said, "Let's go to the workshop first. The armor we ordered before the Harvest Festival should be finished. The set for the Fortress Guerrillas has also been returned, so we can just get new armor.

Does your equipment need strengthening?"

"Meow?" Seabuckthorn patted the alloy cat armor on his body. "No need, meow. I only changed this set a few months ago, meow. It's more than enough for meow."

"Okay, if you need anything in the future, feel free to let me know. Also, the fees and materials for the research institute are also included."

"That's not necessary, meow." Seabuckthorn shook his head, "Those are just my personal hobbies, meow."

Aolan smiled at it and said, "Don't be so polite. I intend to strongly support your hobby.

I heard that in recent years, in addition to combat cats that use traditional weapons, bomb cats that focus on explosives, and healing cats that are good at first aid, assist cats that focus on using traps and mechanisms have gradually emerged.

I feel like that direction is quite suitable for you. Even though you can only restore a clockwork toy or something now, maybe in a few years, you can even make a portable dragon-slaying spear."

"That's too exaggerated, meow!"

“You always have to set your goals higher.”

A man and a cat came to the workshop, chatting and laughing. Seeing them, the owner, dressed in cool clothes, picked up her pipe and said, "You're finally here. I thought you forgot to place the equipment order here."

"Feel sorry."

"Okay, it's just a joke, don't take it so seriously." The proprietress blew out a puff of smoke. "It was actually just built not long ago. Who told you to be so busy with the Harvest Festival?"

Following the boss lady's call, someone soon brought in the brand new Huang Sulong suit from the inner room of the workshop.

Unlike the original bright yellow color of the material, the processed Yellow Speed ​​Dragon King material presents a dark red color similar to rust.

It is divided into two layers, the inner layer is made of metal armor made of minerals such as iron ore and chaffinch, and the outer layer is attached with yellow speed dragon king leather and scales to enhance defense, and it looks quite strong and reliable.

"There's not much to say about this set of equipment. In short, its defensive performance is much better than your original hunter suit.

It should be noted that the Yellow Speed ​​Dragon King itself has very poor resistance to water and ice attributes. After all, these are rarely seen in the desert.

This set of armor also inherits this weakness, so be careful when dealing with monsters with similar abilities."

"Thanks for the reminder, I'll remember it."

After nodding seriously, Orlan began to try on the protective gear.

The craftsmanship of the workshop's artisans is very good. The whole set of armor is made to fit the body very well. It is heavier than the hunter set and the fortress guerrilla set, giving people a sense of security.

"Oh, and this is the shield you asked to be remade." The proprietress handed a brand new metal round shield to Orlan.

Aolan was about to take it when the lady boss suddenly pulled her hand back, leaving him empty. "Don't do that again, throwing away your shield and not picking it up. The craftsmen will be angry if they hear about it."

"Sorry, I'll pay attention." Orlan lowered his head in embarrassment.

The proprietress snorted and stuffed the new shield into his arms, "I heard that you used the one-handed sword and the peeling knife to perform the Demon Dance on the back of the mountain dragon.

Hey kid, why don't you just switch to dual swords?"

Aolan's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, but he ultimately shook his head. "It's not time yet. I'm not qualified to throw away my shield yet."

"Okay, okay, whatever you want." The proprietress waved her hand. She had only mentioned it casually.