Monster Hunter: I can hear the monsters' thoughts

Chapter 122 Training Iwata (Complete today)
"Not a monster?"

Lin Lin tilted his head, thought for a moment, and then gave up thinking reluctantly.

If it’s not a monster, what else could it be?

"Do you still remember the instructor of the hunter training camp in the village?"

Lin Lin nodded as a matter of course. Of course he remembered! He was the one who taught him his running training method!

Oh right... I seem to, it seems, may, probably, still owe this instructor 200z of nutrient G?

With the rewards and bonuses for intercepting Feng Shanlong twice, Lin Lin became rich overnight. In the past, he had to go out to take on missions and commissions just to get these two hundred yuan, but now Lin Lin can pay out the money without blinking.

"He's been making a lot of money selling Daren beer lately, and it seems he's already planning to retire from the hunting grounds!"

Oh, so that's it...

Wait, he's retiring?

How much did they earn? Hunters are known to be high-income earners, and the money they earn can make people want to retire. That's definitely an unimaginable fortune!

Damn, I feel like I'm getting pink eye!
Now that I've made so much, does my 200z not really matter? Should I just not pay this little bit back?

"He went out with the ship to transport goods a few days ago. The hunter training camp is currently lacking management, so I was wondering if you could temporarily help teach the students for a few days?"

"Of course it's no problem!"

Lin Lin patted his chest first, then seemed to remember something and looked at the village chief uncertainly:

"But, are there any students in our village's training camp now?"

The village headwoman held her hand in front of her, staring at the falling red leaf in her palm, and smiled slightly.
"There's still one kid from the Iwata family who's been studying and training in the training camp without slacking off!"

Oh...that kid Iwata!
I've been promoted to three stars, but he hasn't completed his basic hunter training yet?
He asked that question just now because he subconsciously regarded Iwata as a student who had graduated from the training camp.

But now that I think about it, Shion, who was chosen by Rachel to be her apprentice, seemed to have stayed in Rocklark's training camp for more than a year. It's normal that Iwata is still training for less than half a year.

"Hehe, don't worry, Village Chief, I'll take care of that guy!"

The village head lady smiled and nodded.

She is a dragon-person with a long lifespan. She is not just a noble lady in her thirties as she appears. She has traveled a lot in her early years, so she naturally recognizes that the protective gear on Lin Lin is made of the material of the earth sand dragon.

Being able to hunt the Sand Dragon means that Lin Lin has at least reached the three-star level, and three-star is the end of many hunters' lives with low talent. It is more than enough to be an instructor. The village chief is not worried that Lin Lin will make any mistakes.

After bidding farewell to the village chief, Lin Lin was in a very good mood and walked briskly towards the farm - even the heavy armor on his body did not affect his happiness.

Compared to when I left, the farm still looked the same. The fields were neatly arranged, with herbs, seeds of strange power, and other crops thriving. In the triangular insect cages, insect-attracting incense exuded sweet pheromones. Beehives were lined up, with bees dancing their unique circle dance overhead. Under the pier that led down to the river, fish baskets were filled with abundant freshwater fish.

The scenery is still the same, the people are still the same, time passes easily, but human feelings are hard to change.

Meeting familiar people again, the slight sense of strangeness disappeared in just a few words. Lin Lin brought the dates and introduced them to everyone one by one.

"This is Uncle Yukihira..."

"This is Aunt Xun..."

"This is the butler. It manages most of the farm's affairs..."

"This is Hongyi, the hunter trainee the village chief was talking about."

……

"Hey!" After the welcoming banquet, Iwata Hiroichi quietly approached Lin Lin alone:

"Did you run out into the desert and get your head thirsty? Why are you telling my parents I'm training as a hunter?"

Lin Lin stared at Iwata, looking him up and down until he felt uncomfortable and took two steps back. He asked, "What are you doing?"

Lin Lin clicked his tongue in surprise, "What gave you the illusion that you were hiding this from your uncle and aunt?"

Iwata:?
"The village chief already knows about your training at the Hunter Training Camp. Since the instructor is away, he specifically asked me to help you train for two days. What were you thinking? Did you think you could keep it a secret?"

Iwata:? ? ?
I really like Iwata's line, "Huh?"

Lin Lin's words contained too much information, and he had to sort it out carefully.

"What? Since your uncle and aunt know that you are training as a hunter and haven't stopped you, that means they agree. Why don't you come out and train with me?"

"I'm a three-star hunter. Am I afraid I can't train a rookie like you?"

"Practice, what are you practicing?"

Lin Lin let out a sinister smile, "Let me feel out your current physical condition first. Let's do a weighted run!"

"Carrying weight?"

Iwata was used to running, but after looking around the farm, he didn't see any sandbags or other weights suitable for exercise.

Lin Lin picked up the collar of the cat armor of Jujube and hung it on Iwata's back.

Date: Meow?

"The dates are your weight! Combined with this set of cat armor, it should weigh at least a hundred pounds. It's a little light for me, but it should be just right for you!"

Iwata felt the weight on his back, and his lips trembled.
"Tonic medicine!"

"Enough of that nonsense! Run!"

……

The next day.

Lin Lin stood in the open space in the field, feeling refreshed, swung his shield and axe, and performed a set of gymnastics.

Feeling the sweat rising from his body, Lin Lin grinned, went back to the house and jumped into the indoor single-person small hot spring. After a refreshing swim, he felt in pretty good shape.

After putting on protective gear and carrying weapons, Lin Lin pushed open the door and saw Iwata already waiting at the door. He immediately nodded with satisfaction.

"You're recovering pretty well. It seems that the nutrient G is really effective."

Iwata's mouth twitched. "To be honest, I think you're more worthy of the title 'Demon Instructor'."

Lin Lin hit Iwata on the forehead with a finger, and he groaned in pain and covered his forehead.

"What do you mean by 'ghost instructor'? That's so awful! I put so much effort into training you, and you actually call me that? It's really heartbreaking!"

"Isn't it just that the training intensity is a little bit higher? This is all for your own good! If you encounter monsters in the hunting grounds, do you think they will show mercy to you?"

Iwata covered his forehead and complained silently in his heart:
But I see you're clearly enjoying it...

Lin Lin turned around and walked out of the village first, with a smile on his face.

It feels so good to knock someone on the head. Thanks to senior Rachel, this is inheritance!
(End of this chapter)