Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

"Although I don't know how I survived, I definitely want to thank you, and..."

Harley took out a small bottle of ointment from her pocket, carefully applied it to her hands, then walked behind Chen Yan, rubbed her hands together, and slowly used her elbow to pry open Chen Yan's hands that were supporting his neck.

"Bear with it."

While Chen Yan was not fully awake, she placed her hand, which was covered in black ointment, on his neck, which was clearly dislocated, and twisted it forcefully.

"what!!!"

Chen Yan's wails echoed throughout the entire cave.

...

This is the second time she has delivered meals to Xia Long by herself.

Naomi took a deep breath, picked up the full plate, and walked step by step toward the dark log warehouse.

She walked forward step by step until she noticed that the plate had become lighter, at which point she stopped.

She still couldn't see Xialong, even though she had walked very close to Him.

The Chameleon ate quietly and slowly. Naomi adjusted her breathing and tried not to think too much, but she still couldn't figure out why Chen Yan could see or sense the Chameleon when it was invisible.

She lowered her head slightly, trying to avoid making eye contact with Xia Long.

When delivering food to Him with Chen Yan, Xia Long's attention was mostly on Chen Yan, but she could still sneak a few glances at Xia Long.

Now she has to bear it all alone. Let alone peeking, just standing in front of Him makes her breathless with fear or dread that wells up from the bottom of her heart.

She was puzzled by her body's uncooperative behavior.

She clearly really liked this brooch made of dragon scales.

Little did she know that at that moment, Xia Long's two round eyes were fixed on her.

There was no threat whatsoever, but his body surface was unusually glowing with a dangerous red light, and deep within his tongue was brewing a mouthful of viscous venom.

The venom had an eerie, mottled color, and its toxicity was unimaginable.

He desperately wanted to dissolve the person in front of him, who was covered in the strong smell of Chen Yan, with a mouthful of poison.

Even though He had been very careful, never touching the claws and wings where Chen Yan had lain since he left, keeping them carefully hidden under His body and only daring to smell them for a short while each day, the scent still slowly dissipated.

But when He remembered that Chen Yan had repeatedly told Him, with gestures and words, that He would be going out for a few days and that He would have someone with His scales deliver His food, He swallowed the deadly poison that He had in His mouth.

Naomi, completely unaware that she had just escaped death again, returned with an empty plate.

Judging from tonight's starry sky, tomorrow will be another good day.

Rather, the weather has been quite nice these past few days, so she airs out Chen Yan's blankets every day.

...

I must say, Harley's chiropractic skills are really good; my neck doesn't hurt anymore.

Chen Yan watched with curiosity as Harley painstakingly collected the pelts shed by the Floating Sleeping Dragon.

He thought that collecting traces of monsters was as simple as stepping on their footprints, smelling some of their shed hairs, and strolling around a few times, and the guideworms would remember them.

However, in practice it is far from that simple.

Harley had been squatting on this small clump of fur hanging on the dead branch for half a day, using tweezers and a wooden tube to pull out the finest hair from the pile. After soaking it in water and draining it, she put it into the insect guide tube behind her waist.

Harley looked at the worms tangled in her fur and patiently explained even though Chen Yan hadn't asked.

"While guide worms can effectively track and locate targets, they are also very fragile. If you let them smell the fur of a strange monster directly, it is very likely to frighten these little guys. Therefore, the separation and dilution steps are still very necessary."

"I see, I've learned something new."

Chen Yan echoed, and then added.

"Boss Harley, we've finished collecting the traces of the Floating Dragon. Shouldn't we go back to sleep for a while?"

"To be honest, I think I was possessed by a ghost yesterday. I don't know if it was two ghosts or one ghost with four arms. Anyway, it was choking me and punching my stomach, and I didn't sleep well all night..."

Upon hearing this, Flower Cat quickly moved closer to Harley, pretending to be very interested in the guide bug.

"Do not."

Harley stood up and looked at the scattered guideflies.

"Let's go find the Floating Dragon."

Chapter 27 Finding a Way Out

"Go find the Floating Sleeping Dragon? Do you want to investigate this monster further and gather more information?"

"No."

"So you want to investigate its nest and observe its lifestyle?"

"Not at all."

"It's neither this nor that, I get it! You must be trying to give it a warning, to let it subconsciously know that humans are not to be trifled with, so as to prevent its offspring from bullying humans in the future?"

Harley turned around, her gaze dangerous, like an angry little black panther.

"There aren't that many reasons. It almost caused me a huge loss yesterday, and I'm determined to get my revenge today."

Chen Yan was taken aback.

"Is this what you call a reason?"

"Otherwise, you don't really think I've survived this long, all by myself, in this invisibility suit, just because of this, do you?"

When Harley got serious, she rarely showed the aura of an elite hunter.

Chen Yan almost forgot that as a famous lone wolf in the fourth generation of the group, she would leave for half a month or even half a year each time, and every time she came back, she would bring back some amazing material. She was quite a well-known and powerful figure.

"Boss, we almost got sent flying by a horned dragon. When are you going to go after the horned dragon for what you deserve?"

Harley choked, her momentum faltered, and she glared at Chen Yan angrily.

"You think I wouldn't dare! A mere horned dragon... but I have things to do tomorrow... the day after tomorrow... the day after that... and the day after that too..."

"I...I'm just not ready yet. A horned dragon...it's a horned dragon! You think it's some random roadside monster?! I need to be ready before I go..."

"Besides, a gentleman takes revenge even after ten years, so a lady can take revenge even after twenty years!"

Chen Yan nodded hurriedly, earnestly counting on his fingers: "Twenty years. Can a horned dragon live for twenty years? If you dig up its grave then, it'll be revenge..."

"Say it again! Say it again!"

Harley was furious. She pulled out an unidentified object from her pocket and tried to smear it on Chen Yan's face. The strange smell made Chen Yan dodge repeatedly.

This must be some kind of family secret medicine of hers.

The two people and the cat followed the guide worm's lead and wandered around until they found themselves back at the small oasis where they had caught the worm.

Seeing Harley carefully examining her surroundings, Chen Yan couldn't help but speak up.

"Hey boss, yesterday when you were in the sky you were pressing me about why I was digging up bugs to feed the Sand Dragon, why aren't you saying a word about it today?"

She didn't turn around, she just waved casually.

"You have your secrets, and I have mine. You can tell me yours when I'm ready to tell you mine."

"Also, I didn't actually plan to ask you this yesterday in heaven. But you looked unwell and your forehead was bluish. I really thought you were sick. It's just a pity that I had the special medicine in my hand."

Hearing Harley's candid answer, Chen Yan immediately felt ashamed of his petty thinking.

Is this the boss's magnanimity? It's so touching, you bastard!

Just as Chen Yan was about to prostrate himself in worship and completely switch from the Naomi Cult to the Harley Cult, he caught a glimpse of Harley's slightly trembling shoulders out of the corner of his eye.

Chen Yan was stunned, a feeling of being ripped off lingering in his mind. If there were a color to describe it, this rip-off would at least be a bright blue or a pale gold.

Chen Yan quickly stepped forward, grabbed her shoulder, and then turned her to face him. Sure enough, Harley's eyebrows danced, and she covered her mouth tightly with her small hand, clearly about to burst into laughter.

She wasn't embarrassed when Chen Yan discovered her, but her eyes were filled with confusion.

"Huh, that's strange. How did you find out? Mom said she used this trick to really boost Dad's favorability back then!"

"Damn it, give me back my feelings of being touched!"

Chen Yan shook her shoulders frantically until she begged for mercy repeatedly.

After a while, the two continued to venture deeper into the oasis. The deeper they went, the quieter it became. Chen Yan slowly lowered his feet, but this time it seemed like he stepped on something hard. He reached out and picked up a small piece of dragon scale.

After wiping away the withered branches and leaves stuck to it, Chen Yan discovered that the dragon scales, now only the size of a palm, were actually pink.

"Pink Rathalos scales?"

He looked around expectantly, but found no other traces.

"I almost forgot, these few months are the breeding season for Rathalos. Even if there are Pink Rathian, they should be looking for mates in the Ancient Forest or the Coral Highlands..."

After casually tossing away the scales and making a gesture, Flower Cat stopped and began setting up flash traps in several hidden spots.

Chen Yan gently parted the grass stems that were half a person tall, his gaze sweeping around before finally settling on a huge, dead tree stump. He remembered that the dung monster seemed to live inside it.

Meanwhile, the guide worms hovered nearby, their color gradually changing.

He gestured to Harley, who was half a step behind him. Harley squeezed his hand on his shoulder for a moment, then let go, wrapped herself tightly in her invisibility cloak, and disappeared silently into the shade of the trees.

Chen Yan took a deep breath, drew his katana, and suddenly roared as he aimed at the wooden stake.

"Floating Dragon, come out and fight me for another three hundred rounds!"

Chen Yan was met with a rapid dragon roar.

A large plume of milky-white hypnotic gas erupted from the wooden stake. Several wild winged birds were enveloped in the hypnotic mist and collapsed to the ground unconscious within seconds. Chen Yan was prepared and dodged repeatedly, barely avoiding the first wave of hypnotic mist.

The expanding slumbering mist suddenly contracted, and then a dark shadow, carrying the mist, rushed out and slammed into Chen Yan.

He swung his sword in retaliation, delivering a powerful blow to the Floating Dragon's air sac. However, the blade was deflected by the highly elastic, soft fur, causing little damage except for scraping off a patch of black hair.

Having failed with his first strike, he had no choice but to retreat before the sleeping mist could spread further.

Only now did the Floating Dragon realize that it was Chen Yan who had disturbed its rest. Thinking of his headbutt yesterday, its already ferocious face became even more terrifying.

The headprint left on its side fur from the collision hasn't faded yet!

Chen Yan faced relatively little pressure in his one-on-one fight against the Floating Sleeping Dragon.

After all, it is not good at flying, its flight speed is slow, and its maneuvering is not flexible at all. As long as you don't fight it in a small space, its most dangerous hypnotic gas will hardly form a large area of ​​sleeping fog.