Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

Enraged by the repeated interruptions to one of its most important activities—licking its fur—the velociraptor was determined to cause trouble. However, the neighboring dragon was too powerful, and the velociraptor was terrified at the sight of it.

After rolling around on the grass for a couple of times, it finally mustered its courage and cowardice and used its no-longer-long, fleshy tail to tap the wooden wall. The noise from next door paused for a moment, then became even more aggressive in a provocative manner.

This room is uninhabitable.

The swift dragon roared and ran out, covering its head. It would just have to spend the night in the woods again.

Judging by the time, it hasn't had a proper night's sleep in the house for over half a month, day or night...

As dawn broke, Chen Yan, supporting his back, walked towards the stronghold.

The little Charizard in its breeding season is terrifying; it only has three things on its mind.

Stick it on, stick it on, and stick it on some more.

Even if he were made of iron, he would soon be unable to take it anymore.

What he found even more unbearable was the research team leader who had been waiting for him at the entrance of the base for a long time.

As soon as he saw his "best friend" approaching, he immediately went to greet him, ignoring the already chilly early morning and Chen Yan's cold sweat, and immediately cracked a lame joke that he had been thinking about all night.

"Chen Yan, do you know why the Lava Dragon moves so slowly in the sea?"

"?"

"Because He wanted to drink fish soup as He walked!"

"..."

Chen Yan, who was suffering both physically and mentally, even contemplated suicide.

As he shook off the still-enthusiastic research team leader and moved back to the dormitory entrance, before he could even touch the doorknob, the thick wooden door slammed open from the inside.

It's Flower Cat going to empty the litter box.

Chen Yan could have dodged it, but he was in a very bad state at the moment. His weak waist and knees, as well as dizziness and headache, made him a beat slower. His forehead and the door made a solid test of who was harder.

Judging from the fact that he fell asleep immediately, the door must have been harder.

In the last moment before he lost consciousness, he suddenly heard a vague, childish murmur in his ear.

"I'm so hungry..."

"If you're hungry, go eat! Do you think you're a Xeno'jiiva, expecting food to fly into your mouth on its own?"

Chen Yan mumbled a reply.

What he didn't notice was that after he finished answering, the faint, golden bubbles in his mind dissipated.

At the point where the ley lines converged, the cocoon, which was wrapped in countless thick dragon crystals, trembled slightly, and the ley line energy suddenly became disordered.

When the earth's ley line energy is disrupted, every powerful monster living in the Dragon's Recess feels a strange sensation welling up inside them.

My house is going to be demolished.

Duo Miao, who was comfortably lying on Chen Yan's bed thousands of miles away, raised her eyebrows slightly.

Even from this distance, it could clearly sense that annoying energy fluctuation.

They're getting more and more brazen. It hasn't even bothered to deal with the one molting in the Valley of the Darkness, and you, whose fur hasn't even fully grown back, are already in a hurry to come out. Is it that it can't lift its knife anymore, or have you two gotten too cocky?

Hua Miao emptied the litter box first, then dragged Chen Yan and threw him onto the bed before going to eat without looking back.

"Young people, it's normal for them to fall asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillow. I heard there's grilled fish for breakfast today, I'll have to eat a couple more..."

While pondering how to deal with the two cats, one big and one small, Duo Miao suddenly looked down at her own short, thick paws, lowered her raised eyebrows, and then looked at Chen Yan, who was thrown onto the bed and smelled strongly of him. She then skillfully opened her paws.

Now that things have come to this, it can only "eat rice" for the time being.

...

Chen Yan slept until the afternoon. When he opened his eyes and heard that Xiao Yinghuolong had come looking for him three times, he immediately ran away without looking back.

I absolutely need to rest today.

While aimlessly wandering through the ancient forest, he actually encountered a familiar dragon.

It was a Flying Thunder Dragon roaring to the sky, its eyes red with excitement and foaming at the mouth!

When the two of them locked eyes, the Flying Thunder Dragon was clearly more excited, because it had finally, finally, finally seen this despicable human again!

Afraid that Chen Yan would run away, it couldn't wait to slowly climb down from the tree branch and hurriedly jumped up.

Under Chen Yan's slightly gratified gaze, the Flying Thunder Dragon finally stopped foolishly touching the ground with its paw pads and instead skillfully unfolded the gliding wings folded in its armpits, circling around and drifting down in front of him.

Chen Yan would give this set of smooth and elegant movements a score of nine out of ten.

Upon landing, the Flying Thunder Dragon bared its teeth, its tail fur standing on end, revealing crackling electrode needles hidden within. The more it looked at itself, the angrier it became. Only it knew how much it had suffered after being inexplicably massaged!

So whenever it had a chance, it would go to the place where the person and the cat first met and wait there, watching the leaves turn green and then yellow, and finally the person would appear!

Chen Yan looked at the bristling Flying Thunder Dragon and felt a sense of familiarity. Having seen many other large monsters, this small and exquisite creature seemed quite cute at first glance.

He stepped forward and instinctively reached out to pet it, but the Flying Thunder Dragon roared and opened its mouth to bite. He thought it would pull its hand back, but it actually managed to bite him.

The Flying Thunder Dragon's small eyes bulged, and it was about to exert its strength fiercely. Since it had bitten it, it could expect to lose a few more fingers!

To its surprise, it couldn't bite it!

Not only could it not be bitten, but Chen Yan also grabbed the scruff of its neck with his other hand and easily lifted it up.

With its limbs curled up, tail tucked between its legs, and its fingers tucked in its mouth, the Flying Thunder Dragon, carried on Chen Yan's shoulder, had a much clearer look in its eyes. At this moment, its little head was filled with great confusion.

What's going on? The last time we met, it chased the man and the cat around everywhere. If it hadn't been careless and stepped into the vine trap, it would have eaten them both long ago. How come it can't even bite his skin when we meet again?

Watching him skillfully lift the pot to boil water, the Flying Thunder Dragon felt like crying; the calluses on its claws, which it had built up from rubbing against the tree bark every day, were probably going to be ruined again...

After boiling a pot of water and adding some herbs, I was just about to put the Flying Thunder Dragon's claw into the hot water when suddenly a soft, plump claw with hazy black skin and orange stripes barged in and jumped into the hot water first.

Chen Yan was furious.

"Who is it?! Don't you know the order of arrival?!"

Chapter 212 The Spiritual Little Sister Long'er

On a spring afternoon, sunlight filters through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows.

Chen Yan was squatting by the stream, building a fire and boiling water, with the resigned Flying Thunder Dragon on his shoulder.

The dense grass behind him suddenly bent, and a few marks appeared on the half-wet mud. A few leaves fell into the air behind Chen Yan, as if they had touched something, creating ripples.

Just as the Flying Thunder Dragon stared wide-eyed, tilted its head, and drooped its tongue in confusion at the few leaves floating in the air, the dragon's shadow appeared beneath the leaves.

The Flying Thunder Dragon was startled at first, and it tried to howl out loud, but when it saw itself bound hand and foot and the menacing humans and dragons, it resigned itself to its fate.

So, tying it up here wasn't for a foot bath and massage, but to boil water and scald its fur...?

Xialong paid no attention to the Flying Thunder Dragon whose face seemed to say "I just want to die quickly." He did remember this monster; if he hadn't discovered that it was so comfortable after the massage that it couldn't even walk, he probably wouldn't have tried Chen Yan's technique.

Xialong remained silent and motionless, lying quietly and blankly on the ground as always, watching the busy Chen Yan without moving.

His round eyes carefully scanned Chen Yan, comparing him to the person in his memory. He was taller, stronger, and even had more hair...

He only came to his senses when the clean, clear foot bath water was about to be contaminated by the filthy, evil claws of the flying thunder dragon.

He raised his black, orange-striped claws and, with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation, rushed into the foot bath water.

What's worrying is that compared to the original purple, pink, and soft paw pads that Chen Yan loved most, the current paw pads are black with orange undertones, soft yet hard, and simply can't compare to them at all.

He had no choice but to follow the Netherworld Dragon and dig holes underground every day, but he couldn't find water to soak his claws.

When I returned to the New World, I wanted to go find Chen Yan as soon as possible, but I was afraid that Chen Yan would dislike me. So I suppressed my excitement and patiently went to the big pot on the third floor of the hunter's stronghold and soaked my paws in it for half the night.

After soaking the hard calluses to soften them, I happened to catch an exceptionally fat velociraptor. I knocked it out with a single sip of its poison, then used its large, spiky tail as a sharpening tool, rubbing it inside and out until I was satisfied.

The question is, will Chen Yan be able to recognize him?

"Who is it?! Don't you know the order of arrival?!"

Upon hearing this, Xialong seemed to wilted, even the orange stripes on her body dimmed considerably.

He felt the sky was no longer blue, the leaves no longer green, and the sun had turned black... He heard that the Steel Dragon that had bullied him had died at the hands of the Lunastra and Teostra couple; he wondered if they would be interested in killing him as well...

Just as Xialong was about to pull its claws out, it couldn't, as they were held tightly.

His body trembled, and his eyes were fixed on the motionless figure.

The sky is blue again, the trees are green again, and the sun is shining brightly...

The heart, which hadn't felt much excitement during this period despite all the suffering and torment, suddenly became excited, and its breathing became rapid.

So he still remembered.

Chen Yan turned around and saw Long'er, the one he always dreamed of.

One eagerly awaits, the other is inextricably linked.

The Flying Thunder Dragon blinked its innocent and bewildered eyes, completely unaware that the air had become thicker.

Then Xialong glared at him.

Why aren't you leaving yet? Are you waiting for dinner?

The Flying Thunder Dragon shuddered, and somehow, the human arms that it had been unable to break free from before suddenly opened with a shake. With the joy of escaping death, it disappeared in a flash.

It's alive!

Chen Yan stood up, wanting to stroke the orange-tipped horn of the Xialong. The Xialong lowered its head slightly, anticipating the stroke it had longed for, but after waiting for a long time, it received nothing.

Looking up at him in confusion, he saw Chen Yan with his arms crossed in front of him, looking at Him from beginning to end, marveling at the sight as he looked.

"Oh dear, how did the cute, quiet, and plump girl next door, Long'er, turn into a skinny, dyed, permed, and secondhand gradient stocking-wearing 'energetic' Long'er? Tsk tsk tsk, there's nowhere to touch her now..."

Xialong was both embarrassed and annoyed, and the orange markings on her body brightened even more.

He cannot control the changes that occur in the body!

Seeing Chen Yan pretending, Xia Long simply used her tongue to wrap around Chen Yan and pulled him in front of her with a slurping sound.

Just like when they first met, it opened its mouth to bite, and Chen Yan cooperated, screaming and begging for mercy, its body trembling, which made Xia Long's appetite even bigger.

He started eating, biting and nibbling all over Chen Yan's body. Chen Yan also cupped His cheeks and rubbed them, letting Him gently bite his body.

Just as the man and the dragon were immersed in the joy of their reunion, they suddenly heard a weak, feeble meow from above, as if the dragon was on the verge of death.

“That strange dragon down there, let go of... let go of Chen Yan. If you want to eat him... ask me first if I agree…”