Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

"Ah."

"That's the Scorpion Suit. It's a shame to use this quality of venomous spider scorpions to create an ordinary Scorpion Suit. If you can provide carefully selected giant bees or giant beetles, I can create a 'Scorpion S' with even higher performance."

As if worried that a hunter of Orlan's age wouldn't fully understand what he meant, the craftsman explained further, "Materials obtained from the same type of monsters have different qualities.

By repeatedly hunting a certain monster, you can select the best from a large amount of materials, pick out higher quality materials, and create equipment with better performance."

Orlan was familiar with this knowledge, but he was a little shocked when the craftsman casually said "Scorpion S". It was obvious that the craftsman knew about this set of equipment.

The professor provided them with the blueprints, but was worried that he wouldn't be able to find a skilled enough craftsman to build it. However, judging from the tone of this dragon craftsman, it seemed that he didn't need the blueprints?

Olang took the blueprint out of the box and handed it to the other party, while tentatively asking, "The other materials are on the lower layer of the box. Can you see if it can be used?"

The craftsman took it, glanced at it, and put the blueprint aside. He did know how to make this set of armor, so the blueprint was naturally of little use to him.

After opening the second layer of the box, the dragon craftsman couldn't help but exclaimed "Huh?"

A hint of interest crossed his previously calm face. "Is this... giant bee material? No, ordinary giant bees don't have this size. Where did you get these materials?"

Aolan then briefly recounted their experiences of the previous mission.

"Queen Bee, the queen of the giant bees?"

The dragon craftsman picked up a piece of cut wings and stroked it gently. "It's a monster I've never heard of, a material I've never touched, the magic of nature!"

Don’t worry, I will treat them well.”

If he originally just had the mentality of "caring for young people", now he is really excited.

"See what happens!"

Just as he was about to close the big box and put it away, Muti, who had just changed her clothes, jumped out from the inner room. She put her hands on her hips, showing off her new protective gear.

"Quack, quack—" Aolan and Seabuckthorn clapped their hands together.

"Very good."

"Looks very reliable, meow!"

Muti rolled over twice on the ground, and with his long arms and legs, he almost kicked something.

"It fits perfectly, no adjustments needed!" Muti climbed up, twisted his waist, and looked back at the skirt armor behind him. "As expected of you, you're amazing!"

The dragon craftsman accepted the compliment with a smile, "After all, trying it on is just a try-on. To truly become familiar with this set of armor, you still have to practice it in actual combat.

The Barubare will be migrating soon, so there will be plenty of opportunities for actual combat, so make the most of it."

"An opportunity for actual combat? Does that mean there will be a lot of missions in the near future?" Muti, who was in an excited mood, asked repeatedly.

The dragon craftsman was stunned for a moment before realizing that the two young men in front of him had not experienced the Barubare migration. He smiled and explained:

“Balubare is too big. It is impossible for tens of thousands of caravans to move together. They will be divided into several large blocks, and each block will be divided into countless convoys.

First, the pathfinder team and hunters will secure the route, and then the major blocks will advance in batches.

Whether it is the migration route, travel distance, time of action, or stationing location, etc., there are strict arrangements and no problems can occur, otherwise it will cause major congestion.

During this process, almost all hunters will be sent out to explore the route, clear monsters along the way, provide protection, etc. It's very busy."

Muti opened his mouth and said, "But, but no one told us this, nor assigned us any tasks?"

Ao Lang thought about it for a moment and suddenly realized the reason.

According to their original plan, they should still be riding their long-haired camels back from Chongri Town.

Chapter 107 Shortage of Manpower

Coming out of the blacksmith shop of the dragon craftsman, the two men and the cat looked at each other in surprise as they watched the crowds of people hurrying on the street.

Everyone is busy, and only these three have nothing to do. Wouldn't they feel embarrassed to let them continue their vacation?

All the way back to the meeting house tavern.

President Sophia is very busy and has too many things waiting for her to decide. She doesn't seem to be in the meeting hall at the moment, so it's better not to cause trouble for her.

With this in mind, Orlan and Muti came to the mission counter together, wanting to ask the poster girl if there was anything they could do.

"Is there anything you can do?" Hannah, the poster girl, looked at the empty task bulletin board.

Except for emergency tasks, the Barubare Guild generally does not accept mission commissions during the migration period. After all, the hunters have been assigned work, and even if the guild accepts the commission, it does not have the manpower to handle it.

There are some difficult and thorny tasks that have been hanging there for a long time, but they are not something that young hunters like them have the ability to tackle.

As a poster girl, she really couldn't think of anything suitable for the two people in front of her to do.

Hannah tapped her chin with her finger, thought for a moment, and then said, "How about you ask a familiar local hunter? Due to the problem of message transmission, there will be a delay in my information.

During the migration, the hunters' work is divided into blocks. There will definitely be blocks with insufficient manpower, so you will be assigned to them for the time being.

If you need to carry out missions such as subjugation and hunting, the block leader will also issue you a mission ticket."

This suggestion was clear enough. They had just arrived in Barubare and there were not many local hunters they were familiar with. A fat figure appeared in their minds at the same time.

But how to find him is a problem. If it were normal times, I could always find him by going to those delicious snack stalls, but now many shops are closed, so it’s hard to say.

With the mentality of giving it a try, they ran to the neighborhood where there were concentrated restaurants and looked around, and finally they really found the fat man at Chef Meow's shop.

Chef Meow also didn't open his shop, and the stove was cold. Jara was begging him to help steam a few baskets of buns, saying that he wanted them as dry food.

Nazia was beside him, urging him impatiently, "Hurry up, why are you still steaming buns? Don't you have some dry food with you?"

“That’s too disgusting.”

It was the first time that Orlan saw these two people equipped with protective gear.

Jarrah was wearing a set of purple-gray armor. The outer layer of the armor was made largely of some kind of leather with a rubbery texture, which looked thick and bulky.

"The Poison Bird suit," muttered Muti beside him, "it really suits Brother Jarrah's figure."

Orlang couldn't help but take a closer look. Monsters like the poisonous bird live in humid areas such as dense forests and swamps, and are not found in deserts. This set of armor is quite novel to him.

In comparison, he was very familiar with the armor on Nazia - the fish scale suit.

It is made of sand dragon scales, combined with the scales and fins of a variety of fish that can be caught in oasis lakes. It is light yet strong, and its design is also in typical desert ethnic style.

Among the two or three star hunters living in the desert, many use this set of armor.

However, their weapons were somewhat counterintuitive.

Jarra, wearing heavy equipment, carried a dark red insect-control stick on his back. Orlan recognized that it was a poisonous insect-control stick made of red speed dragon material - the Red Spear Axe.

Nazia, wearing light fish-scale armor, carried a heavy-looking steel axe.

Seabuckthorn whispered, "That's the 'Elite Warriors Slashing Axe' that Teacher Nazia assembled herself. It uses a lot of precious metals. I heard it's a more advanced weapon than your Kagura and the Defense Force's gunlance."

She keeps saying this axe can be used to chop open a dragon's skull, but she's clearly just a two-star hunter, meow."

Noticing the arrival of Orlan and the others, Nazia came over to say hello when she heard Seabuckthorn's last words. She was so angry that she picked up Seabuckthorn and pinched its cheeks, "You little bastard, is this the mouth that speaks so rudely?!"

When he saw Muti, Jara's eyes lit up immediately. He ran over at a speed that didn't match his fat body, and asked with a flattering smile, "Sister Muti, have you had lunch?"

This question made Muti a little confused, and he subconsciously replied, "I haven't eaten yet."

"Chef Meow! Did you hear that? Muti hasn't eaten yet!"

Chef Meow was silent for a few seconds. "We still have a lot of ingredients left here. It would be a waste if they spoiled if we didn't open the shop for a long time. I'll chop them up and fry them for you. Then make dumplings."

After saying that, Chef Meow started to light the fire, knead the dough, and cut the ingredients.

Muti forgot what he came for again. He and Jara moved a few tables and chairs to make it easier for everyone to sit down. Then he held his chin and looked at the stove with anticipation.

While waiting for the meal, Orlan looked at Jara, who was rubbing his chubby hands like a fat fly, and moved to sit next to him and inquire about the situation.

Jara's eyes flickered between Orlan, Muti, and Seabuckthorn. "Let me confirm. What you're saying is that because you were away on business, the guild didn't assign you any heavy, complicated, or lucrative city migration tasks. To put it bluntly, it was essentially voluntary labor."

I ended up coming back early from my business trip and found myself with an unexpectedly long vacation, free to lie in my little room and eat and drink all day. But you guys felt guilty about it, so you wanted to help us share some of the work?"

"That's about it."

"I see." Jarrah nodded seriously, then looked at Nazia, "So these guys are crazy, right?"

Nazia smacked her lips, "You ask where we're short of manpower? Of course we're short of manpower everywhere.

The Balubare migrates three to four times a year on average, and each migration takes about half a month, plus about a week of preparation time before the migration begins. These dozens of days are the busiest time of the year for us Balubare hunters.

That's literally treating people like animals.

Even I, a 'part-time hunter' who barely goes to the gathering hall these past few months, had to be used as a tool, and you just happened to escape and then sneak back in. What were you thinking?"

"We're also members of the Balubare Guild now," Muti said with a silly smile. "I know everyone's busy, so I wanted to help share some of the burden."

Jara and Nazia, who were originally trying to persuade them to slack off as soon as possible, both covered their faces.

"What a good kid who makes people feel their souls are purified!"

"In comparison, we are the slippery and lazy adults. This is the price of growing up."

"This is a reward for good children, meow." Chef Meow came to the dining table and placed the large steamer he was holding above his head in front of Muti. Then he glared at Jara and Nazia, "You two lazy bastards, learn from little Muti, meow!

If everyone is like you guys, always thinking about being lazy, how can Balubale be run?!"

Having lived in Barubare for many years, Chef Meow can be said to have watched Jara and his generation grow up. Although he is Elu, he can also be considered their elder.

Faced with Chef Meow's scolding, the two could only bow their heads and keep nodding in agreement.

"So, brothers and sisters, is there anything we can do for you?" Orlan interrupted with a smile. "We've been resting for a few days, and Muti just happened to have changed into new armor, so we're planning to take this opportunity to get used to it."

Jarrah and Nazia exchanged glances.

"Yes, it's a mission just assigned by the higher-ups." Jarrah said, taking out a map and unfolding it, pointing and drawing with his fat hands, "Barubare's current location is here.

This migration plan is to head north for about 300 kilometers, reaching this location, near the Ruins Plain."

"Ruins Plain? Isn't that at the northern edge of the desert?" Orlan asked in surprise.

The so-called Ruins Plain is a plain that stretches between the Great Desert and the Metabe Wet Forest (Old Forest). It is called the Ruins Plain because there are many relics of ancient civilizations.

Stepping onto the Ruins Plain means leaving the desert.

Jarrah said with a smile, “Yes, in the next few months, Barubare will stay in the area of ​​the Great Desert near the Ruins Plain.

Our task is to scout this area. If we find any dangerous monsters, we will try to drive them away. If we cannot drive them away, we will hunt them. If we cannot defeat them, we will come back to ask for help.

Pretty straightforward, right?

Chapter 108 Unit-01!

Muti came over and said, "It seems like a very important mission."

Nazia curled her lips and said, "It's just a daily task, what's the big deal? Since a month ago, our guild has been sending a few hunters over to 'clean up' every few days. It just happened to be our turn this time."

The purpose is to make the monsters nearby realize that this area has become human territory and they will be beaten if they don't leave.

That way, the convoys can pass through one after another without encountering any danger."

"It sounds a bit like patrol duty? If so, is there any difference between two people or four people?" Orlan asked uncertainly after hearing this.

"Why not?" Jara slammed the table and took a bite of his bun. "With more people, we can complete the reconnaissance faster, deal with the invading monsters faster, and get back faster!"

"And then you'll be assigned a task even faster, right?" Nazia replied weakly.

Jarrah's round double chin trembled. "Well, why don't you just not come with us? We can just take it slow."

Aolan: “.”

"Don't listen to these old-timers' nonsense, meow." Chef Meow brought another basket of buns. "If you want to help, after you finish eating, have them take you two to the area manager. He'll assign you tasks, meow."

With a bun in her mouth, Muti nodded continuously. She was happy to listen to Chef Meow because Chef Meow was an elder she respected.

On the airship, there were four people, Orlan, Muti, Jara, Nazia, and Seabuckthorn, the only one named Elu. The five pairs of eyes looked at each other in silence.

After having a hearty meal at Chef Meow’s, they went to see the district manager.

I don't know if it's because I'm too busy with work and don't have time to think about it, or if I'm worried that Oranmuti is too young and an outsider who is not familiar with the job and may make mistakes, or if there is some other reason.

The person in charge did not assign them new tasks, but asked Jara and Nazia, the two "local veterans" as Chef Cat called them, to form a temporary team to carry out reconnaissance missions together.

He also told them to go and come back quickly, and even arranged a small airship for them. The journey, which would normally take at least three or four days, could be sent there in one night.

They rest on the airship at night and start reconnaissance missions directly after landing during the day without wasting any time.

This made Jara and Nazia very miserable. According to their original plan, they would waste some time on the way back and forth, and take their time during reconnaissance. This trip would take about ten days.

At that time, the migration of Barubare was already halfway through. They would most likely be assigned some tasks such as guarding and scouting, so they could get through this migration relatively easily.