Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Chapter 169 Muti: I’ll go first!

"There are only three more! Keep your core tight, don't let up!"

"Twenty-eight! Twenty-nine! Twenty-nine-one, twenty-nine-two. One more time!"

"Uh ah ah!"

Veins bulged on his forehead, and Orlan growled, struggling to push up the heavy metal barbell with Buck's help.

"Not bad! A little bit better than the previous two days!" Buck smiled and put the barbell on the rack.

After taking a few deep breaths, Orlan sat up from the bench, grabbed the towel beside him and wiped the sweat off his face. "Thanks a lot, Brother Buck."

"What's there to thank me for? It's my turn now!"

Buck added a few more heavy weight plates, and the two switched positions, with Oran assisting and protecting while Buck pushed.

As a sledgehammer user, Buck's strength is naturally beyond doubt. Glancing at the number of barbell plates, Orlan felt a little envious.

I don’t know if I will have the opportunity to reach this level in two or three years.

Many hunters came to the training ground early in the morning to exercise.

The hardware facilities of Metabetat Assembly Hall are not only reflected in the luxurious rooms, but also in the training facilities.

Except for the lack of advanced gadgets like steam-driven mechanical beasts, other facilities can be said to be all available.

Take common exercise equipment such as dumbbells and barbells for example. Many places are still using stone barbells, but here we have long been using cast iron barbell plates. Compared with the bulky and difficult to adjust weight stone barbells, they are really small and convenient.

"Roar!"

Ten minutes later, amidst a wild roar, Buck completed his bench press set.

Sitting up, he shook his sore arms, then bent his arms downwards to admire his triceps and pectoralis major muscles that were bulging like rocks due to full blood flow and seemed to be about to burst the skin. Buck nodded with satisfaction.

For power hunters, this is something more reliable than any equipment.

Seeing that Orlan was looking at him, Buck stretched out his body and struck a bodybuilding pose.

To be honest, it doesn't look very good.

He doesn't have a low body fat percentage. Although he has broad shoulders and a big waist, his arms are thicker than many people's heads, and his thighs are like pillars, his muscle lines are not clear and obvious, and his belly is protruding.

Of course, pragmatic hunters don't care about that.

"Oh, move aside when you're done practicing. It's my turn now!" Muti, who was wearing a tight shirt, said dissatisfiedly.

Buck, who was showing off his muscles a second ago, hid aside in shame and watched with Orlan as Muti added weights to the barbell bar fiercely. He didn't lie down under the barbell until the bar became slightly bent.

Barry, who was supposed to be Buck's disciple, followed behind her with admiration on her face, helping her stabilize the barbell.

However, no matter how Orlan looked at it, he felt that if something unexpected happened, the little girl would be unable to do anything except fall on Muti, so he had to call Buck to stand next to the barbell together to assist in protection.

Amid the creaking sound of the metal barbell under the heavy load, Muti grunted as he pushed forward.

The hunters who were sweating in the training ground kept glancing over here. They might have seen hunters with such extraordinary strength, but they were all strong and sturdy men over 30 years old without exception.

This is the first time they have seen a young girl who is tall and thin and has no exaggerated muscle circumference.

After a few sets of bench presses, Muti took Barry to do other exercises, leaving Orenbach looking at each other in bewilderment.

Buck extended his large hand and patted Orlan's shoulder sympathetically. "Living with self-doubt every day, it must be tough, right?"

Aolan: “.”

"Don't doubt yourself. The problem isn't you, it's her." Buck sighed, "Your strength isn't comparable to your peers, but it's normal for a three-star hunter.

I'm not talking about light weapon hunters, but heavy weapon users like greatsword users. Although they may not be very outstanding, they are definitely not bad.

And your flexibility and coordination far surpass theirs, so that’s really impressive.”

At this point, Buck looked at Muti who was doing pull-ups with a bunch of weights tied to his waist in the distance, "That guy may be very strong, but at least he can't run as fast as you, right?

Damn, that's so sour to say!"

Buck smacked his lips and patted Orlan's shoulder. "Let's go first. We have a mission later. Let's practice together after we get back!"

Orlan took a deep breath and continued his unfinished training.

It has been almost a week since they arrived in Metabetat, and Orlan and his family are living a very regular life.

The first two or three days should be spent mainly on rest, with only minimal training. Once fatigue is eliminated, regular training can be resumed.

After finishing training, I would have a nutritious breakfast, then wander around or rest in my room with a book, make some preparations for the next hunt, eat lunch, repeat what I did in the morning, have dinner, chat and play chess, mix some hunting props and so on, and then go to bed early.

It sounds bland and boring, but it can relax your tense body and mind to the greatest extent.

Young people have strong physical recovery abilities. After adjusting over the past few days, they have all recovered to their best condition.

After finishing today's training, everyone went back to their rooms to take a shower, then went to the tavern area and ordered a few large set meals that were so filling that they didn't seem like breakfast, and quickly filled their stomachs.

Olang and Muti came to the task counter.

In recent days, they have come to the counter several times every day to ask if there are any suitable tasks.

The number of four-star monsters is far less than those of two or three stars. In addition, they have specific hunting needs, so suitable tasks are not so easy to find.

Finally, I got something out of it today.

Seeing the two coming, Noah, the poster girl leader, waved excitedly, "There's news!"

Olangmuti looked at each other and quickened his pace to walk over.

Noya first took out a document. "South of the Kulbutios Wetlands, a rock dragon has blocked the trade route, causing casualties among the caravan. The guild has approved a hunt, but the quest document was delivered last night. Do you want to take it?"

"Of course! Thank you, Sister Noah! I'll adjust my equipment and set off right away!"

Muti snatched the task document, said to Orlan, "I got there first!", and ran away with Yuwan, who was equally excited, laughing.

Orlan looked at Noah expectantly, hoping to hear some good news.

Noah's expression was a little awkward. "Well, as for you, there's still no news about the Black Wolf Bird. This kind of monster is indeed quite rare.

There is some bad news. The volcanic zone general sickle crab mission I told you about yesterday has been taken away by someone else."

The corner of Orlan's eye twitched.

It would take two or three days to get from here to the Latio volcano by airboat, and more importantly, the volcanic terrain was an area he had never set foot on.

He was a little hesitant at the time and didn't answer the call immediately, so someone else got there first.

"Okay." Orlan had no choice but to leave the task counter and return to his room.

He read for a while while lying in bed, but he could not concentrate on reading when he thought of Muti happily heading to the hunting ground at that moment.

Feeling a little irritated, Orlan put the book on the table and walked to a corner of the room where there was a temporary workbench that Seabuckthorn had built with boxes.

In front of the workbench, Seabuckthorn was fiddling with something carefully. Orlan tiptoed closer and found that it was mixing some kind of powder.

"Mixing the gunpowder?"

"Meow!" Sea buckthorn jumped up in fright, and some of the powder in the mortar spilled out.

It turned its head and said unhappily, "Boss, why are you walking so quietly, meow!"

"Sorry, sorry." Orlan sat down cross-legged next to Seabuckthorn. "So what is this? It doesn't look like ordinary gunpowder?"

While continuing with his work, Seabuckthorn explained, "It's mainly the powder of the gunpowder grass. Then we'll add some other liquid flammable materials to make it into a gelatinous substance.

Boss, you can think of it as an incendiary bomb that focuses more on burning than exploding.

"For your Fire Dragon Unit 5?"

"It's Unit 6, meow!" Seabuckthorn proudly held up a thick dark red cannon barrel. The key parts of the cannon were even inlaid with scales of a male fire dragon to provide heat insulation and increase strength.

Orlan was grinning as he watched. He could only say that the Mammoth Team had a far greater advantage than the Hunters in "stealing" monster materials.

If it weren't for the monster materials that he couldn't obtain, Seabuckthorn's "Fire Dragon" and "Fei Spider" series wouldn't have progressed so quickly.

I heard that it has recently started working on the "Thunder Wolf Dragon" series again.

The Fire Dragon is a cannon, the Spider Queen is a restraining bomb, and I don’t know what the Thunder Wolf Dragon will be.

"And the chariot part has made some progress recently, meow!" Seabuckthorn stood up with his hands on his hips. "The future Fire Dragon models will no longer be just artillery, but can truly be called chariots, meow!"

Hearing Seabuckthorn say this, Aolan was quite surprised. "You have made the engine?"

He didn't understand mechanics, but Seabuckthorn would often tell him about the progress of his research, so Olang knew that Seabuckthorn had been stuck on that miniaturized engine for more than a year.

Is this finally a breakthrough?

Seabuckthorn's expression froze. "Well, it's not the engine, meow. I just thought of some other ways, meow!"

"What method?" Orlan was about to ask in detail when there was a knock on his door.

I walked over and opened the door, and found that it was the young poster girl Lillian who knocked on the door.

The little guy said anxiously, "Mr. Hunter! Sister Noya asked me to call you. She said there's an urgent mission!"

Chapter 170 Urgent Mission

Following the little poster girl, Orlan and Seabuckthorn hurried to the task counter.

Noah, the president of the poster girl association, was no longer acting cute as usual. Her expression was unusually serious as she handed a receipt to Oran.

Ao Lang took the document and frowned. The heading of the document was red, which was the sign of "urgent task".

"I just sent a request for help via Peregrine Falcon about ten minutes ago. The mission form was filled out temporarily. Take a look." Noah said, and couldn't help but laugh bitterly. "A few days ago, I recommended Shadow Spider to you. What a pessimistic thing."

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Hunting Mission (Emergency Mission): Assassin in the Dense Forest (★★★★)

Mission content: Hunt a shadow spider

Mission location: Metabe Wet Forest

Mission time: 5 days

Reward: 7200z

Possible monsters: Blue Speed ​​Dragon, Big Boar, Giant Bee, Shadow Spider

The village chief said: A terrifying monster has appeared! Many of the village's livestock have disappeared, and the village hunter who went to investigate has also disappeared!

Everyone can only hide well, because monsters may break into the village at any time.

Please send someone quickly to get rid of that monster!

Scholar's Note: According to the intelligence analysis provided by the client, there may be shadow spiders nesting nearby, so be careful!

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"This is."

"Let me explain the situation first." Noah interrupted him.

"First of all, regardless of whether you accept this mission or not, I will find a way to get it done as soon as possible. After all, it's an urgent mission, and the villagers in that small village can't wait too long.

However, I must warn you in advance that this mission carries hidden risks."

Noah pointed his finger at the columns "Possible Monsters" and "Scholar's Notes".

“Shadow spiders usually build nests to reproduce, and their frequent hunting of livestock is likely related to this.

If, as scholars speculate, there are shadow spiders building nests nearby to reproduce, that means there may be not just one, but two shadow spiders in that area.

Of course, it's not uncommon for them to nest first and then find a mate, but you know the risks."

Olang was silent. Reason told him to refuse directly. He was only a three-star at the moment, so it was reasonable for him to refuse such a high-risk mission.

But the red color on the mission document, symbolizing an emergency, changed his mind.

"Is there any four-star hunter in the meeting place who can be dispatched immediately?" he looked up and asked Noah.

"Mr. Buck and Mr. Bradley of the Vanguard Hunting Group set out early this morning. As for the other teams, based on estimated travel times, there might be a four-star team and a five-star hunter returning today."

Is it possible? Yes, if there is a more suitable candidate in the assembly hall right now, President Noah should not give such a high-risk emergency task to a three-star like me.

After a brief hesitation, Orlan picked up the task slip and said, "I'll take it."

Although it was just a risk, Orlan still planned to prepare for the worst-case scenario, which was to deal with two shadow spiders at the same time.

The only thing to be thankful for was that after including the shadow spider in the assessment task target a few days ago, he specifically collected information and learned about the shadow spider's weaknesses, ecological habits, combat habits and other aspects of information, so he was not completely clueless about how to deal with it.