Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

"not good!"

Chen Yan didn't have time to build up the power of his sword to its peak before the weather changed.

The Steel Dragon has summoned an apocalyptic storm!

The sky collapsed, the wind swept across the earth, and everything in the world was torn apart and swallowed by the storm. The wind swirled back, the dark clouds shattered, and the air pressure of the entire world was forcibly crushed into a chaotic scene that seemed to annihilate all things.

Amidst the steel dragon's near-mad, heart-wrenching roar, the vast storm that stretched across the heavens and blotted out the sun was brutally compressed, twisted, and turned by its dying, ferocious power—

It was forcibly condensed into a destructive vortex that was only a few meters thick, yet powerful enough to crush everything!

Even a wisp of residual power caused mountains to collapse and the earth to crack!

This dying, mad dragon is going to drag the entire New World down with it in this apocalyptic catastrophe it has unleashed!

Chapter 182 "The Gods' Strategy Manual"

The sky was clear and the earth was bright.

With a faint growl, space distorted for a moment, and the devastating storm vanished completely. Also gone were the steel dragon that had been manipulating the storm as it descended from the sky, and Chen Yan, who had leaped up with his sword in hand.

Everything ended so quickly that all the dragons were still in the tilted-back position, except for Lunastra, which quietly emerged from under Teostra's wing.

He wasn't stunned; He simply noticed sand under his mate's wing and wanted to blow it away...

Thinking she had gotten away with it unnoticed, Lunastra had barely moved half her body out when she made eye contact with the little horned dragon, who was also huddled under the mother dragon's wing. From its clean and clear eyes, Lunastra could clearly see its embarrassed and timid appearance.

Fortunately, its scales and mane were blue, so the little horned dragon wouldn't notice that it was blushing.

Just as Lunastra was about to pull out its leg, which was still hidden under Teostra, a fat cat with a face full of wrinkles and a big smile suddenly appeared in front of it.

The cat with the flowery paws wiggled, looking just like a lucky cat with black and white fur.

"Mrs. Nana, you don't want your usual fierce dragon persona to be ruined, do you?"

Hua Miao, who was already planning to make another fortune, wasn't worried about Chen Yan at all. It wasn't the first time he'd mysteriously disappeared; he'd come back when the time was right...

...

In the forbidden divine realm, which was filled with storms, lightning, flames, and frost, Chen Yan, who was floating in mid-air, had just opened his eyes when he met a pair of bright red dragon eyes that looked very unhappy, and were indeed unhappy.

Anyone would be annoyed to be woken up from a good night's sleep and forced to work overtime.

Therefore, an ominous, shimmering purplish-black color was prominently displayed before Chen Yan.

Under the hazy light of the divine realm, His body color changed every second, but in the end it would always return to an incomparably majestic purplish-black.

Out of the corner of his eye, Chen Yan caught a glimpse of the steel dragon's remains, which had been kneaded into an iron ball. Seeing that it had passed away peacefully, he knew that if he didn't do something, soon there would be another fleshy ball next to the lead ball.

Just as Chen Yan was racking his brains over how to start the conversation, the Black Dragon made the first move.

As the "strongest ancient dragon feared even by the gods," the greatest gift he could bestow upon ants was to let them live and die.

The black dragon lowered its head, and a black sun emerged from the sky. Chen Yan, whose body was drawn upwards little by little, suddenly felt that his fate was about to end.

Facing imminent death, Chen Yan wasn't particularly afraid; he only felt that the angry, black dragon looked so beautiful...

Chen Yan only spoke up when things got really bad.

"Wait, this strongest ancient dragon, the black sun, the symbol of destruction, the shining star of the night, the god of black light... I am your most devout follower. I don't know how many times I've prayed to the heavens in the dead of night to earn this chance to see you again..."

The Black Dragon remained unmoved, even showing some annoyance.

This mysterious, forbidden ancient dragon has lived for millions of years. It knows human history even better than humans do, so it naturally understands the meaning of Chen Yan's words.

He had heard this kind of monotonous nonsense from countless humans. Those humans who intruded into His divine realm without cause always talked about "worship," "piety," "martyrdom," "divine punishment," and "glory," which He was already tired of hearing.

As Chen Yan ascended faster, and seeing that his flesh and blood were about to be burned away by the black sun, he hurriedly changed his tune, putting on an experienced and shrewd expression.

"Hey, you nerdy dragon over there, you haven't even heard of me before? Let me tell you, I'm the most famous dragon knight in the New World!"

As the black dragon's head settled, the ripples emanating from the black sun temporarily subsided. It had never heard of anything like "dragon knights." Literally, it seemed to refer to humans riding monsters and fighting side by side.

Speaking of riding, quite a few humans who strayed in begged Him to ride them before they died...

Does this human also ask Him to ride him?

Upon hearing the new vocabulary, Chen Yan's upward movement slowed down. Seeing that there was hope, Chen Yan quickly pointed to each word and explained them one by one.

"You know the Phantom Dragon in the Forest, right? It's the one that can turn invisible. I rode it and it kept changing color and howling."

"You've heard of the Ancient Dragon Slayer, Nergigante, right? I rode it so hard that it had nowhere to go, and it was limping around everywhere."

"You know about the absolute powerhouse, the Thunder Dragon, right? Don't be fooled by its fierce appearance; I used my trump card, Chen Yan Da Ka, to sit on it and cause a minor fracture in its pelvis."

"You've heard of the Rathian Queen of the Land, right? I can ride whichever one I want, and if I'm really in a hurry, I'll even ride the Rathalos..."

Chen Yan spoke until his throat was dry, but Huang Heilong lost interest in listening after a few sentences. What kind of rotten fish and shrimp were these? Did they even deserve to be heard by His ears?

A ring of black flares spread from the black sun, which Chen Yan dodged. Seeing that the Alatreon remained unmoved by either force or persuasion, his courage surged. He was determined to subdue it through combat; a mere Alatreon was not insurmountable...

He reached out to draw his sword and brandish it in front of Him, but as soon as his hand touched the hilt, he sensed that the world was truly about to be destroyed.

Chen Yan's soul and body trembled; he simply couldn't imagine what kind of powerful figure would dare to draw their sword against such an existence...

"Wait, just one last hit, just a tiny bit!"

Chen Yan tried to struggle, frantically pulling out the "Black Dragon Record Book" that he kept close to his body. But before he could even flip through it to see all the Black Dragon's preferences and flatter him, the book suddenly disappeared and reappeared right in front of the Black Dragon.

Chen Yan was shocked. The record book not only contained the various preferences of the Alatreon, but also his ambition to one day choose any dragon to serve him in bed. It even included speculation about whether his past experience as a "dragon knight" or "dragon rider" would be effective against the Alatreon...

The title "The Black Dragon's Record Book" is misleading; perhaps "The God's Strategy Manual" would be a more fitting name.

That's it! My life is over!

As the pages were turned, the storms, lightning, flames, and frost in the divine realm gradually subsided. For the first time, a look of shock appeared in the eyes of the Black Dragon. So this is what a "Dragon Knight" is like?

Because his eyes are located on the left and right sides of his face, when he looks at something too intently, he even turns into an adorable pair of cross-eyed people.

After reading the entire book, the Black Dragon was filled with mixed emotions. He recalled the rotten fish and shrimp that Chen Yan had ridden, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

How could a mere, frail human body accomplish such a feat?

With a flick of its fingertip, the black dragon unleashed a burst of black flames. Chen Yan had expected to be purified, but instead, his clothes were simply burned clean.

Chen Yan instinctively tried to cover himself, but for some reason he couldn't move and could only be scanned back and forth by the Black Dragon's X-ray-like gaze.

After enduring a long period of humiliation, Chen Yan was finally free. He curled up in a ball, muttering to the Black Dragon with a mournful face.

"You...you...my family is very strict, you have to take responsibility for me. Hey, hey, hey, say something! You're not trying to freeload, are you...?"

The black dragon remained silent, simply tucking the small notebook into the gaps in its scales.

He turned his gaze back to Chen Yan. How dare such a tiny being try to dabble in the forbidden?

He looked at Chen Yan, who was different from others, and for the first time became interested in things other than sleeping.

The enormous dragon horns on its head, curving backwards towards the sky, formed the "Horns Piercing the Sky," with a few small, curved pieces falling silently into Chen Yan's black hair.

He remembered this human.

Chapter 183 "The Human Conquest Manual"

Flower Cat was still busy "extorting" Lunastra, Teostra was comfortably basking in the sun while hugging its own dragon egg, and the baby Diablos was running around happily in the peaceful desert. Flying Pig Mog looked at the missing Aether Crystal with heartache, but Chen Yan was caught red-handed by Mrs. Diablos.

The Black Dragon didn't do anything to him, only confiscated his notebook and banished him from the Divine Realm.

However, whether it was due to an error in the landing point or a deliberate punishment for his audacity, Chen Yan was teleported under the yellow sand and almost suffocated.

The good news was that Mrs. Horned Dragon heard his cries for help and dug him out; the bad news was that he was naked and was then held down by Mrs. Horned Dragon.

Another piece of good news is that he was quickly spotted by a little horned dinosaur with its innate "rock-finding radar," but the bad news that followed was that the mother dinosaur was starting to neglect him.

Under the curious gaze of the baby horned dinosaur, the mother dinosaur grabbed Chen Yan and swam him around in the soft quicksand like she was washing tripe. After he was cleaned up, she breathed heavily and was about to demonstrate to her cub how the horned dinosaur clan reproduced.

Fortunately, at the crucial moment, Teostra chased after Lunastra, who was holding onto its weakness and becoming increasingly audacious, even daring to try and pluck the mane from Lunastra's tail, and rushed in.

Even Lunastra doesn't easily pluck the blue mane on its beautiful tail!

The unexpected appearance of a dragon and a cat allowed Chen Yan to escape danger once again.

Seeing the resentful look in Mrs. Horned Dragon's eyes, Chen Yan knew he couldn't delay any longer. If he did, Mrs. Horned Dragon might go berserk and perform a "I'll eat you" act in front of all the dragons.

Chen Yan hastily wove a set of clothes from leaves and roots, bid farewell to Moogle, and watched it disappear in the radiance of the aether crystal. He immediately called Flower Cat, and they rode the little horned dragon to search for monsters all over the desert. He desperately needed the help of a quest cheat.

Perhaps it was the unspoken rule that those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune, because Chen Yan and his group had only been wandering around for a short while when they spotted a familiar old dragon.

"Huh? Why is that bald-headed scratching bird acting so suspiciously? I can tell it's probably giving out a quest. Flower Cat, activate Entanglement!"

The bald-headed bird, who was spying on the herbivorous dragon laying its eggs, was suddenly crushed by Mount Tai. It was terrified. Why was it that person, cat and dragon again? Every time it met them, nothing good ever came of it!

...

Today may be the most peaceful day in the Divine Realm.

The Alatreon rarely actively controls the elements within its body. When it sleeps, it allows them to leak and spread freely, transforming into various types of energy with different attributes, forming terrifying natural disasters such as storms, lightning, fire, and blizzards that surround it.

But this time, He began to manipulate the elements to play a game of mimicry.

First, it used frost to create a lifelike dragon, rolling its eyes, sticking out its tongue, and flapping its wings... but soon the Alatreon showed a look of disgust.

She is the strongest ancient dragon, feared even by the gods. How could she disguise herself as the "shame of the ancient dragons," the Mist Dragon? If her other sisters saw her, would she still be able to live in the forbidden circle...?

The dragon trembled, slowly dissolved, and disappeared as water vapor.

Then, lightning was used to connect them into the shape of Nergigante. Under the control of the great power, every thorn of it was clearly visible from head to tail, as if a Nergigante shrunken a hundred times over had appeared in person.

The Nergigante bared its fangs and roared silently at Him. The Nergigante was barely qualified, but it was said that being ridden by it was so bad that there was nowhere to go, and it was limping around everywhere, which was too embarrassing.

The Nergigante exploded into thousands of arcs of electricity and disappeared.

Then there's the fire dragon.

The flames flickered, and He tried to name every kind of dragon—the female Rathalos, the Pink Rathian, the Purple Poison Princess, the Gold Rathian... but none of them satisfied Him.

It has the most standard four-legged, two-winged ancient dragon skeleton. Fire dragons are all two-legged, two-winged flying dragon skeletons. It's really frustrating that it is missing a pair of legs.

The female fire dragons, spreading their wings and taking flight, also vanished as sparks.

As for the Tigrex, whose head was filled only with muscles, it was completely ignored. Just as Alatreon was deep in thought, the wind blew through the notebook, and a black and white hair floated out.

This caught His attention.

Under the watchful gaze of the Alatreon, elements flowed into its fur, gradually forming a chubby black and white Palico.