Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Once, an unsuspecting hunter was fighting a dragon here when the rock platform suddenly tilted, causing the hunter to fall off the cliff and die.

To prevent similar accidents from happening, the guild sent people to add large bricks and stones to the bottom of the platform as support points. This giant natural seesaw was thus fixed and no longer shook. Fewer and fewer hunters knew the former name of this place.

At the same time, the stabilized "seesaw" has also become the best nesting place for flying dragons, and its current owner is the boom dragon that is targeted by Orlan and others.

As they approached the Dragon's Nest on the Rock Platform, Seabuckthorn left Aolan and headed to the bottom of the rock platform alone.

They placed explosives at the artificial support points at the bottom of the rock platform in advance, and Seabuckthorn's job was to detonate the explosives at the right time.

In order to hunt the Boom Dragon, they have to restore the glory of the "seesaw" here!

This dragon had just arrived at the Ruins Plain and was unaware of the danger hidden in its own nest. When it saw the hunters climbing up to the nest, it followed them without any suspicion.

The moment it jumped onto the ledge, the ledge, which was not very solid to begin with, shook slightly, but the Honglong didn't care, or perhaps it had gotten used to it.

The nearly 1,000-square-meter rock platform dragon's nest suddenly became crowded after two people and one dragon squeezed into it.

The Boom Dragon pressed forward step by step, while Orlan and Jara slowly retreated until they reached the edge of the dragon's nest on the rock platform, looking like they had nowhere to retreat.

“Sea buckthorn!”

"It's now!"

Orlan and Jarrah yelled at the same time.

Stimulated by the sound, the dragon lunged forward. At the same time, several muffled explosions were heard from under the platform.

Without its extra support point, the dragon's nest on the rock platform tilted violently under the weight of the dragon, and the inclination angle soon exceeded forty-five degrees.

Jara and Orlan, who were well prepared, ran to the two sides separately. Jara jumped up with the insect-controlling stick, and the head of the stick got caught on the branches of trees growing on the cliffs on both sides of the rock platform.

Orlan fired his grappling hook, hooked onto a protruding rock, and at the same time threw a flash bomb with his backhand.

The Honglong, which was already in a panic due to the sudden tilt of the rock platform, lost its last balance under the flash of strong light.

The loss of vision made it impossible for it to find a suitable foothold, and with bursts of panicked roars, the Honglong inevitably fell from the edge of the platform.

Logically speaking, this kind of accident is not dangerous for any kind of flying dragon.

After all, the so-called "flying dragon" can always fly, even the dragon with mutated wings. Even if it is not good at flying, gliding and diving are its specialties when hunting.

The falling Rhodon quickly realized this and subconsciously tried to spread its wings, adjust its posture, and glide to the ground.

But just as it struggled to regain some balance and spread its wings, it found that its falling speed had not slowed down at all.

Under the hunters' attack, the broken wing membrane that had already become torn into pieces could no longer withstand the wind, and the last straw of life was cut off in advance.

“Roar, ah, ah—”

The dragon waved its limbs and long tail wildly, but nothing could stop it from falling, and its frightened and angry howls became farther and farther away.

After seven or eight seconds, several dull noises were heard from the distant foot of the mountain, and the roar of the dragon suddenly stopped.

Orlan and Jara, who were hanging on the cliff, looked at each other, and both of them showed evil smiles on their faces.

"Hey Hey."

Without the weight of the Honglong, the sharply tilted platform gradually regained its original balance, and the two jumped back onto the platform.

"By the way, we still have to find a way to repair the support point under the ledge that was blown up, right?" Orlan asked with a smile.

"Of course, otherwise, if something happens to someone here, won't the president tear us apart?" Jara said, looking back into the dragon's nest, and said with regret:

"The dragon egg rolled down with it. What a waste! Why didn't you think of bringing the egg back first when you were installing the explosives?"

Aolan: “.”

After meeting up with Muti, Nazia and the others, the four of them and the cat carefully came to the foot of the mountain, where the Dragonite fell.

They didn't dare let their guard down. What if? What if the dragon got caught somewhere during its fall and didn't quite make it? Although judging from the sound of the crash and the roar, that seemed unlikely, it was always better to be cautious.

Fortunately, there were not so many accidents and they found the body of the Honglong at the foot of the mountain.

Facts have proven that even a monster like the Raptorosaur cannot withstand a fall of three or four hundred meters without wings to slow it down.

What happened to the absolutely strong? Can the absolutely strong still crash through the earth?

Although the corpse was a bit rotten, most of its steel-hard bones were broken, and its spine was broken into several pieces, there was still a lot of material that could be extracted.

The scales, claws, and teeth are basically indestructible. It's a pity that the jawbone, which is most suitable for making heavy weapons, was also broken and is not worth peeling off.

In addition to these materials, Orlan also peeled off a large piece of the skin of the Honglong.

The skin of large monsters like the Boom Dragon is too thick and hard to be used directly for equipment making. After being peeled off layer by layer, the strength is insufficient, so it is not suitable for making armor.

However, after being peeled off in layers, the dragon skin seems to be able to be tanned into leather to make leather goods such as saddlery and leather clothing.

Ms. Maridan had a coat made of black dragon leather, and he was very envious. It was a rare opportunity, so he also wanted to get a piece of leather and see if he could find a craftsman to make a coat for her.

Muti also took a big piece with great interest.

Almost all the elders in her family were hunters, so they naturally had no shortage of similar things. She had also thought about giving such things as gifts to express her filial piety, but the dogs, dragons, wild boars, etc. that she had hunted in the past were not very presentable.

The Dragon is pretty good!

Then, at Jara's suggestion, they picked out some decent-looking dragon meat, set up a portable barbecue grill, and grilled it to try it out.

The result was that it was so unpalatable that even Muti couldn't swallow it.

However, these small regrets did not affect the good mood of several people. When they returned to the camp gate with a lot of spoils in their arms and on their shoulders, they happened to see a small airship landing in the camp.

Without waiting for the airship to stop and lower the gangway, a fully armed middle-aged hunter jumped off the airship, walked out quickly, and bumped into the returning people head-on.

Looking at the dragon-blasting materials in the arms of several people, the middle-aged hunter who looked to be about fifty years old and wearing advanced armor and a hunting bow was obviously stunned for two seconds.

Jara and Nazia both shrank their heads and subconsciously hid behind Oranmuti and the others.

"Come here!" the middle-aged hunter shouted.

As if they had seen the Marutori of the Thunder Wolf Dragon, the two of them came to the bow hunter tremblingly and greeted him with a nod and a bow.

"Instructor."

Chapter 124: The Bamboo Basket is Not Empty

The veins on the forehead of the middle-aged hunter, whom the two men called instructor, were throbbing.

The migration of Barubare is about to begin. When a highly dangerous monster like the Boom Dragon appears on the grasslands that are the migration destination, it is of course right to report the information immediately, which can even be regarded as a great achievement.

The Barubare Guild has no shortage of capable hunters. They can send any hunting team with experience in hunting dragons, or a high-level hunter, and the problem can be solved quickly and safely.

But the question is, why is it that only the airship pilots have returned? Why hasn't anyone from the hunter team that discovered the dragon returned?

When President Sophia received the news early this morning, her first reaction was that something had happened. But when she learned that Mutiolan and others were in the team, the president, whose face was already extremely ugly, suddenly felt dizzy.

Fortunately, the airship pilot quickly told her that the four young hunters were fine, but when she asked why they didn't come back, the pilot could only say he didn't know.

The president's mood had improved, but her vision went dark again.

It's easy to guess that the young hunters didn't come back with him because they must have had some improper thoughts about the Boom Dragon.

She was so scared that she quickly called Musa, the instructor of the local hunter training camp, and sent him over after briefly explaining the situation.

The instructors who are experienced and familiar with the local hunting grounds can be said to be the best candidates for emergency rescue, and Musa, who has been promoted for many years, is the strongest among them.

After learning the situation from the president, he hurriedly boarded the airship and rushed to the ruins plain.

He was not familiar with Mutiolan, but Jara and Nazia were both students he had taught before, and he had been worried all the way here.

What if I miss the trip? What if something happens to those young people? How will I explain this to their families?

After landing, he didn't even give himself time to catch his breath. He ran into the hunting ground, and then when he looked up, he bumped into these little guys who were coming back with the materials for the Rumble Dragon and laughing.

"Explain?" Musa's worry was replaced by raging anger. He rubbed his fingers and stared at Jarrah's fat face with a grin.

This fat hunter has the highest level and is also the captain of this temporary team. Who else should we ask if not him?

Jarra stammered as cold sweat broke out. He had never been so scared even after being chased by the Boom Dragon for a whole day. But at this moment, his mind raced and he suddenly came up with a good excuse.

"No, it wasn't us! The dragon fell to its death!"

Musa laughed in anger, "Ha, do you think I will believe your nonsense?!"

"Really, Instructor Musa! I can take you to see the body!" Jarrah threw down the materials in his arms and swore to the sky and the earth.

After two seconds of silence, Musa said to the others with a sullen face, "All of you, stay in the camp!"

After saying that, he raised his leg and kicked Jara's butt hard, "Lead the way!"

Following Jara to the body of the Boom Dragon, Musa was a little dazed.

Did he really fall to death?

Ignoring Jarrah's fat face full of flattery and grievance, Musa walked up, checked carefully, and soon found the clue.

The wings had damaged membranes, wounds on the hind legs, and obvious signs of poisoning.

He glanced at Jarrah, whose eyes were wandering. "Falling to death? Hahaha. I think this Boom Dragon was killed by falling, right?"

Barubare Guild, President's Office.

"How dare you, how dare you, how dare you."

Sophia held the tightly rolled paper roll and hit Muti's head with it "bang bang bang bang".

Unlike the previous time when he was injured while hunting Sand Dragon, Sand Dragon is a three-star monster and Muti is also a three-star hunter. Although hunting alone is risky, it is also a reasonable behavior.

So Sophia was more heartbroken than angry that time.

This time was different. From the encounter with the Boom Dragon to the retreat to the camp, it can be said that there were no problems at all, but the second half was purely seeking death.

A successful hunt is just luck, but what if something goes wrong? Getting swallowed whole by a dinosaur is the real high probability event, right?

She and Muti's mother were not ordinary friends. Not only had they traveled together, but during those years in the New World, she was the latter's editor partner, and they experienced life and death together.

She watched Muti grow up, and to her, who was not married, she was no different from her own daughter.

Sophia couldn't imagine how she would feel if such an accident really happened. In her rage, she struck particularly hard.

The three of Aolang and the cat Seabuckthorn were all scolded together. Although they did not fight, the three of them and the cat were so scared that they did not dare to shout out loud because they had never seen the president so furious.

After a long scolding, Sophia's anger finally subsided a little. She sat back in her seat and took a few deep breaths.

Carefully examining Sophia's expression, Muti touched his aching head and asked softly, "Aunt Sophia, are those Boom Dragon materials still available?"

"Don't even think about it!" Sophia glared and shouted.

She didn't even bother to look at any material, and the main thing was that she must not encourage this kind of risk-taking and loophole-taking culture.

Moreover, the loophole they exploited was only because they thought it was flawless. Strictly speaking, the reconnaissance mission was over when they asked the airship pilot to come back and report the situation.

From this perspective, their independent hunting of the dragon is a typical poaching.

Returning the confiscated Dragonite materials to them is not kindness, but harming them.

Jara's hunter level is four stars, which is barely acceptable. The other three are either two stars or three stars. Aren't the equipment made with the materials of the Thunder Dragon conspicuous?

Any hunter or guild staff member who feels something is wrong can report it to the guild headquarters. Then someone from Dark Night (the guild's patrol and enforcement department) will come to investigate. If the crime of poaching is confirmed, their life will be over.

Those dead-faced Dark Nights won't buy into loopholes.

After listening to Ms. Sophia's cold explanation, several people completely gave up the idea of ​​getting back the materials for the Boom Dragon.

Seeing Muti's pale appearance, Sophia softened her heart a little. She snorted and said, "Forget about the materials, but I might be able to get those two scrolls of the Boom Dragon's skin back for you."

The guild has very strict restrictions and supervision on equipment materials, but it is much more relaxed when it comes to monster by-products that cannot be used as equipment materials.

A hunter accidentally discovered a dragon's corpse in the wild. He collected scales, claws, and other items to make equipment. Once discovered by the guild, it would be considered a serious crime. After all, who can tell whether you poached it or really encountered a gift from nature?

But it's okay to peel a roll of dragon skin and take it back to make a sofa. After all, monster leather products are commodities that are allowed to be traded normally. There is no essential difference between them and herbivorous dragon skin. It's just that the quantity is scarce.

After hearing what Sophia said, Muti immediately perked up.

She had no intention of using the materials from the Dragonite to make equipment. She was a very self-disciplined person, otherwise she would not have left the ready-made Monster Bird suit unused and put together a "Pig and Dog Suit" from scratch.

What she wanted was the roll of dragon skin. Her sister had hunted a Brute Jaw in the New World that year and used the skin to make some leather coats and hats for the elders. Everyone was very happy.

She decided then and there that she would do the same when she was able to do so.

Jaranazia regretted it very much. If she had known that the materials would be confiscated, she should have peeled more skins instead of taking the risk of getting nothing in return.

After waving away the two old men with regretful expressions, President Sophia looked at Muti and said, "I'll write to your family about this matter so that you don't forget it."

"Ah--!" Muti sobbed, holding his head, looking very scared.

Then, Sophia looked at Orlan again, making the latter a little confused.