Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

"Is he so lonely that he's resorting to revenge socializing?"

Chen Yan was forced to admire His various monster ice sculptures. His collection covered almost all the monsters in the Everfrost Tundra, and even included quite a few extremely rare hot spring golden monkey ice sculptures.

He suddenly realized, no wonder hunters couldn't be found anymore, it turns out you've almost driven them to extinction!

However, Chen Yan, who was already dazed from the cold, gradually lost interest in appreciating the sights. He curled up into a ball and desperately tried to wink at the Ice Curse Dragon.

The Ice Curse Dragon blinked, and ice crystals from its crown fell, condensing into a beautiful suit of ice armor for Chen Yan under its powerful control.

"Bingbingzi, I don't want this dress!"

Already on the verge of hypothermia, Chen Yan was now encased in an icy shell, and he was about to faint. In his dazed state, he felt his body bouncing and flying up again. After a brief moment of disorientation, he was swallowed by warmth.

"It's so warm..."

Chen Yan suddenly felt something furry pressing down on him, and he instinctively pulled it in, kissing and rubbing against it.

"Bingbingzi, I didn't realize you had so much body hair when I was waxing it for you. But it doesn't prick your lips, and it even smells milky..."

Chen Yan, who had his pants half off, opened his eyes with delight, but what he saw was not Bingbingzi, but a hot spring monkey licking salt off his face.

The man and the monkey stared at each other, and were both startled.

"squeak!"

"Ugh, I'm not clean anymore!"

Once he had recovered, Chen Yan hurriedly jumped out of the hot spring and slid down the slope. The biting cold wind that rushed towards him instantly woke him up.

Where is Bingbingzi?

Looking around, all I could see was snow, a blinding white expanse that made me dizzy. Luckily, I spotted a cluster of red chili peppers under a nearby tree that saved my life.

After chewing it dry, the spiciness temporarily dispelled the chill.

"Bingbingzi? Bingbingzi!"

Chen Yan called out a few times, but instead of Bingbingzi, he summoned a large creature.

The bull dragon came running over with a thud.

It was a straightforward fellow; instead of taking the existing path, it insisted on forging its own, recklessly smashing and destroying the snow, rocks, and trees that were in its way.

As you get closer, it swings its huge, shovel-shaped dragon horns to shake off the remaining wood chips and snow, revealing small, red eyes hidden beneath the horns.

Chen Yan noticed that its hard carapace and white fur were covered in frost. Only Bingbingzi could have frozen it like that, given its excellent ice resistance.

"Is this a bathhouse attendant or a bodyguard assigned to me? They're not here to cause trouble for me, are they?"

The bull dragon answered Chen Yan with a roar.

Its carapace spread upwards, and the small horn on its nose stood up. Its exceptionally strong hind legs kicked off the snow, and it charged towards Chen Yan with an extremely ferocious dragon chariot.

Chen Yan wanted to dodge the powerful dragon's chariot by sidestepping, but the snow that covered half of his body was too much of a hindrance, and he couldn't take a step. He barely managed to dodge half of his body, but the other half was hit hard.

Chen Yan was sent flying backwards, landing hard on his backside on the slope. Although it hurt a lot, the snow was no longer in his way, so he immediately got up, adjusted his posture, and drew his sword to deal with the Fierce Bull Dragon.

But after posing for a long time, it still didn't rush up, and just kept lingering at the bottom of the slope, occasionally letting out a roar at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan didn't believe it could climb this slope.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the reason it dared not cross even half a step was because a circle had been drawn where the slope met the snow.

The blue-edged circle looks familiar; it's exactly the same circle that the Ice Dragon drew while it was sleeping last night.

Chen Yan was completely taken aback. Was Bingbingzi treating him like Tang Sanzang, drawing a protective circle around him?

Chen Yan slid down the slope, almost face to face with the Mammoth Dragon. No matter how angry or how much it roared, it dared not step into the enclosure. Meanwhile, several Mammoth Bobos that had come running at the sound of the commotion were knocked away by its head.

"Goodness, he really did find me a bodyguard with a bad temper."

Under the watchful gaze of the fierce bull dragon with its small red eyes, Chen Yan inserted the knife into the "protective ring" and gently smoothed it down slightly.

The protective ring broke and failed, and the bull dragon became agitated. It rammed its head into the ground, creating a small shockwave, but when it looked up again, Chen Yan was nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, he felt a tightness in the hair on his neck. Looking down, he saw a thick tuft of hair being held in his hand.

Chen Yan lay in its arms, feeling quite offended.

"This fur is quite nice; it should be enough to make a set of warm clothes."

The bull dragon was enraged.

It struggled to shake off Chen Yan, retreated continuously to create enough distance, lowered its head again, and shoveled its giant horn into the snow from a distance. Then, it pushed off with its hind legs and charged forward in a dragon chariot.

Chen Yan's sword sheath remained planted on the ground. As he tightened his grip on the hilt, the sword energy of [Flying Blade Rock-Breaking Slash] emerged. The crimson blade emitted torrents of heat through the sheath, melting the ice and snow that were obstructing the area for dozens of meters.

"Oh dear, why didn't I think of using this trick to keep warm!"

Chen Yan patted his forehead.

The battle with the Brute Dragon needs no further explanation; it wasn't too difficult to deal with.

Aside from its intimidating dragon charge, its other moves like tail-swinging, stomping, and head-knocking are easy to deal with.

All you need to do is focus your attention on the giant horn on its head and be wary of its sudden "battle aura turning into wood". It can't take it after a short while.

As fine fur flew everywhere, after a while, the bull dragon, limping on its left hind leg and missing half of its body fur, ran away in a panic. It was even Chen Yan who took the initiative to let it run away.

Bingbingzi drew a circle on the outer edge, presumably to restrict the movement space of the Mammothosaurus.

Chen Yan looked at the sweater he was wearing, rubbed his hands together, and prepared to explore this icy and snowy world.

But perhaps because he stepped out with his left foot first, he heard a rustling sound coming from the snow-covered forest ahead, and a monster that Chen Yan found unbearable to recall appeared.

Its back was covered with a layered, snow-white carapace, with some grayish-white hairs mixed in between, and its sides were covered with white mane that looked like steel needles.

It swayed its forked tail tip, and a pair of sharp fangs, running from the upper chin to the lower chin, were exposed on either side of its mouth, rising and falling slightly with its breath.

The thorns on its wings, talons, and claws on its feet work together to allow it to move effortlessly through narrow tree paths.

Perhaps because it was in the dark, its pupils narrowed to a slit as it tilted its head slightly to examine the bull dragon and Chen Yan. The dragon's image appeared terrifying in the dim shadows of the trees.

"Ah, here comes the white dung."

Chen Yan withdrew his left foot and gestured to it, indicating that it was free to do as it pleased.

The Bullosaurus was one of the Ice Fang Dragon's usual dishes, and it must have been attracted by the Bullosaurus's roar. Since it wanted to eat it, Chen Yan was happy to oblige.

For some reason, after the Ice Fang Dragon emerged from the forest, it did not attack the severely injured Bull Dragon. Instead, it simply let it run past, its eyes still fixed on Chen Yan.

Its nose twitched slightly, confirming that the scent it was smelling was correct—it was the scent of the Ice Curse Dragon that had humiliated it so much.

Although it's unclear what the relationship is between this strange creature and the Iceborne Dragon, and it doesn't look like its offspring, the strong Iceborne Dragon scent emanating from it suggests that it's very important to the creature.

If we kill it, the Ice Dragon will probably be furious for a while, right?

In its extreme excitement, it did not repeat the mistakes it had made before.

First, it cautiously retreated into the forest, looked up and carefully examined the sky. After confirming that there were no traces of the Ice Curse Dragon within a radius of a thousand meters, it couldn't wait to pounce out again.

Just as it was about to wash away its shame with Chen Yan's blood, it was shocked to see that he had been right in front of it just moments before, but in the short time that had passed, he had run dozens of meters away.

However, no prey has ever been able to escape its grasp.

With a burst of power from its hind legs, it kicked out two snow craters beneath itself. Amidst the swirling snowflakes, the enormous Ice Fang Dragon soared into the air and effortlessly ascended the almost vertical cliff face.

It pinned itself firmly to the wall with its claws and thorns, shook its head, locked its gaze on Chen Yan, and then leaped down, bringing with it a gust of evil wind as it pounced.

Hearing the noise, Chen Yan rolled away to avoid it, feeling the Ice Fang Dragon sweep over his head and slam heavily in front of him.

When Chen Yan stood up, the blade was already drawn, indicating that the Ice Fang Dragon had its sights set on him.

Although he didn't know how he had provoked it, he was confident he could handle a mere Barioth.

But the Ice Fang Dragon didn't rush up to fight Chen Yan. It just let out a low roar, tensed its body, and under Chen Yan's gaze, it jumped up again and hung itself on the cliff above its head.

Then it pounced down at him again, but Chen Yan dodged it once more. It wasn't annoyed by its missed attack; it simply bounced up again and "climbed the wall" once more.

Under Chen Yan's questioning gaze, the Ice Fang Dragon seemed to have gone mad, jumping around on the ground and cliff face, darting about in the snow, and running around in the air and on the ground.

Is this a symptom of ADHD?

Chen Yan sheathed his sword and stretched his muscles. If it were just a matter of whether he was suffering from a relapse, he wouldn't lose!

Chen Yan lay on the ground in a cat-like posture and began to imitate the cat's movements, leaping up and down. Although he couldn't jump over the cliff, he could still leap a few steps when he was in a hurry.

The human and the dragon began jumping around wildly, each displaying extremely strong symptoms of ADHD.

After all that effort, Chen Yan was sweating profusely and finally waved his hand in surrender.

"Barioth, stop jumping! I'm scared of you. If you want to eat or skin me, just open your mouth. If I can do it, I won't hesitate."

But the Ice Fang Dragon kept jumping endlessly, so Chen Yan helplessly sat down cross-legged, preparing to wait until it finished jumping before doing anything else.

Just as the Ice Fang Dragon landed again and bent its legs to jump up once more, an even larger, snow-white dragon shadow burst out of the forest.

Its golden eyes were full of impatience. It raised its huge wing claws, which were wrapped in ice mist, and with just one claw, it pressed down the Ice Fang Dragon, which was half a meter off the ground.

The pressing down wasn't the end of it; they whipped it several times with their tails until the Barioth whimpered and begged for mercy before finally letting it go.

"Another Barioth?"

Chen Yan stood up, looking at the new "Ice Fang Dragon" with a serious expression.

"wrong..."

Although it looks similar to the Barioth, there are a few differences in details.

Its body and face were covered with a large amount of white frost and thicker white mane, its eyes were golden, and its wings were covered with thick frost.

Its back carapace was covered with old marks left by battle, and Chen Yan could even see an old hole on its wing membrane that looked like it had been pierced by Bingbingzi's tail spear.

Its most striking feature is its pair of extremely long, thick, and seemingly very sturdy silver-gray fangs.

Without a doubt, this is a—

"Frostfang Barioth is here too? This is troublesome..."

The Barioth Dragon in the icy wilderness is already difficult to deal with, and now there is an even more difficult Frostblade Barioth Dragon. Judging from their intimate behavior, it is not hard to tell that they are a couple.

The Barioth looked pitifully at the Frostfang Barioth. It hadn't lost a single hair, but it pretended to be lame and have a crooked mouth. Dragon tears dripped down its face, and its body twitched.

They practically wore their "pitiful, helpless, weak, and bullied" expressions on their faces.

The acting was so exaggerated, the eyes so pitiful, the body so curled up, the screams so miserable...

Simply.