Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

The purpose of these logs is not hard to guess; they are probably for blocking the Lava Dragon in the future.

Chen Yan walked around the top, looking down at the mountain of wood and the torch in his hand, and suddenly had a mad idea.

If he were to set all the wood on fire, wouldn't the plan to capture the Lavasioth be declared a failure?

Recently, things have been going missing from the warehouse, so he might be able to conveniently pin the fire on the thief. The torch he held high crackled and exploded into a small spark, bringing Chen Yan back to his senses.

This plan is just for show. If the Lava Dragon were to successfully enter the ley lines, the energy it releases upon death could erupt through the ley lines, potentially turning the entire New World into a sea of ​​fire. He can't give up on many more Elder Dragon quests he might receive in the future just because of one Elder Dragon quest request.

After all, even without Zorah Magdaros, there are still Elder Dragons like Teostra, Kushala Daora, Vaal Hazak, and Kirin.

Chen Yan walked down the steps and casually touched the log. The wood was so damp that water could be squeezed out of it. He then gently poked it with his finger, and as expected, the seemingly hard log was pierced with a hole.

"It's so damp! Didn't they air out the wood after they cut it down? No wonder they spent so much time building it, only to have it smashed open by the Lava Dragon in a few hits. Let alone such a big Elder Dragon, even I could easily smash it to pieces."

He patted each of the logs, high and low, along the passageway. Every single one was damp, and some even had small mushrooms growing on them.

His steps suddenly halted, he sniffed, and his clothes slumped down his back. As if remembering something, he muttered to himself and turned back naturally.

"Sigh, I need to have a serious talk with the squad leader tomorrow and ask them to pick a good day to put it in the sun. Ideally, expose it to the sun for three days first, then soak it in oil for half a month, and then take it out to dry for another half month. If possible, apply a layer of tung oil at the end. But it seems like this method won't be fireproof?"

Chen Yan muttered to himself, pretending that the glittering golden bubble hadn't appeared in his mind.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. A sticky, limp tongue, as thick as Chen Yan's thigh, appeared and wrapped around his waist from several meters away in just a tenth of a second.

Then, without giving Chen Yan any time to call for help, they did not give him any time to call for assistance.

An irresistible force swept over his tongue, pulling Chen Yan backward. The flame of the torch in his hand was almost extinguished by the strong wind. In his blurry vision, he saw a large, sharp mouth with long, thin fangs quietly appear in front of him.

[Xialong issued a quest request: He is very hungry and wants to eat meat.]

[He was enjoying the buffet, but after a few days they stopped letting him eat there. He's been starving for three days now, how much longer is he going to starve...?]

[Compensation for the service: Mimicry/Venomous Breath/Acid Breath/Stereoscopic Vision/Giant Tail]

"Wait, don't eat me! I'll treat you to a huge feast! A really, really huge feast!"

Chen Yan swore that at that time, Xia Long's sharp fangs were only 0.01 centimeters away from his neck. He not only saw the stopper of the recovery medicine bottle stuck in Xia Long's teeth, but also smelled Xia Long's slightly fragrant breath, and even stared at Xia Long's round eyes for a long time.

Chen Yan swallowed hard. Everyone said that the Xialong had an incredibly high IQ, and the Xialong of the New World were even more unbelievably intelligent. Now it was his turn to use his own life to prove whether this rumor was true.

It is said that when facing hunters, the Chameleon primarily attacks with its tongue, but its purpose is not to prey on them; rather, it steals their belongings. Furthermore, it can distinguish which items a hunter carries are edible, and which are not only edible but also delicious and valuable...

For example, roasted meat and ancient secret medicine are treasures in His eyes.

It is said that in certain regions of the Old World, the Mirage Dragon will attack villagers who are going up the mountain. When they go up the mountain, it will squat on the tree branch and pretend not to see them. When they come down the mountain, it will suddenly appear in front of the villagers.

Then the bullying Chameleon devoured all the mountain delicacies they had painstakingly collected. However, it was rare to hear of anyone dying in the Chameleon's mouth. Therefore, the Chameleon became one of the most notorious members of the Elder Dragons, but not the kind of ferocious Elder Dragon that would kill you if you met it.

Chen Yan moved slowly, afraid that Xia Long would swallow him whole if she opened her mouth. He slowly gestured the shapes of various delicacies.

"Just imagine, sizzling, fragrant roasted meat. Oh, and yesterday the head chef just introduced a roast suckling pig dish. It's made with a mushroom-fed pig from the Ancient Tree Forest as the base. They cut open its plump belly, first coat it with seasoning, then stuff it with roasted chicken, cheese, potatoes, apples..."

As Chen Yan vividly described the scene, the dragon's round eyes darted around a few times, and its slightly reddish, dense leather armor gradually returned to a pale purple. Its tongue, which had been wrapped around Chen Yan's waist, slowly relaxed...

Only after landing safely did Chen Yan realize that his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. The dragon was staring at him with one eye, lying on its side with its wings pressed against its body. It clearly did not consider Chen Yan a threat. It was only then that he could see the huge creature in front of him clearly.

The Chameleon's entire body is covered in a layer of fine, dense armor, so dense that not a single gap can be found. Its head is adorned with prominent, sharp horns, and its eyes rotate independently. The layers of eyelids surrounding the pupils emit a subtle rubbing sound. Its tail is swollen and leaf-shaped...

The oppressive aura of the ancient dragons is truly terrifying, even for the Chameleon, a strong contender for the title of the shameful ancient dragon.

It does not have the same powerful physique as other Elder Dragons, nor can it run fast for long periods of time like other Elder Dragons. Although it has wings, its flying ability is also questionable. Its somewhat clumsy body cannot outrun even some monsters, let alone Elder Dragons. However, it possesses the ability to make all creatures tremble with fear.

That is its extremely unique ability to mimic and become invisible, and its extremely domineering and potent poison.

He's practically a born, perfect ambush hunter.

Chen Yan didn't dare to look too much. He tried to back away as slowly as possible, but after only a few steps, he was pulled back by Xialong's tongue.

"My life is over!"

Chen Yan bared his teeth and brandished his claws; he wasn't a coward! Even on his deathbed, he vowed to break a few of his teeth!

To everyone's surprise, Xialong simply rolled him up in front of her and exhaled a light purple fragrance towards him.

Chen Yan turned pale with fright. Although he immediately held his breath, he still watched in despair as the purple hue easily blended into his skin.

Instead of turning into a pool of blood as expected, the purple liquid flowed beneath his skin, eventually gathering at his wrist to form a purple pattern with intricate lines.

"This is a call I received..."

Chapter 7: Keep it up! Don't embarrass yourself! Well done!

Even after Chen Yan woke up again, he couldn't believe that he had actually survived the jaws of a hungry dragon.

A slight stinging pain came from his wrist. He subconsciously rubbed it, looking at the purple line that seemed to be emerging from the flesh beneath his skin. Undeterred, he increased the pressure, trying to rub it off, but it did nothing except make his skin turn purplish-red.

Chen Yan took a deep breath and moved the sleeping cat, Hua Miao, away from him, whose weight was making his legs go numb.

"Alright, it's decided! We'll start our conquest of Xialong now!"

"Alright, it's decided! A mere Elder Dragon, the Chameleon, is nothing more than a giant chameleon a few meters long that can spit poison. I've never kept a chameleon, but I've kept quite a few cats. Keeping them should be pretty much the same, right..."

"Okay, it's decided! From now on, you'll be my Rolls-Royce Forest Phantom Extended Wheelbase!"

But as soon as he stepped out of the dormitory with his left foot, perhaps because the sunlight outside was too dazzling, or perhaps because the blood in his legs hadn't circulated properly, he felt weak all over and collapsed into the arms of his class monitor, Naomi, who was passing by. Her chest wasn't particularly imposing, but it was more than enough.

After being beautifully thrown to the ground by Naomi, Chen Yan felt like his bones were about to fall apart. He managed to speak with his last breath.

"Boss, help! I've been targeted by a purple-skinned, poison-spitting monster!"

The medical team was almost entirely present, surrounding Chen Yan completely.

The lead nurse carefully drew blood from Chen Yan's wrist. After some analysis, she confirmed one thing.

He was indeed poisoned, and it was a poison they had never heard of or seen before.

After further research and analysis, they confirmed another thing.

The venom lurking within him is not recorded in any Old World documents about the Chameleon, and is most likely a mutation caused by the Chameleon in response to environmental changes in the New World.

After all, hunters who had fought against Chameleon in the Old World had never mentioned that Chameleon would use such a potent, yet restrained, poison.

As Chen Yan nodded, he didn't forget to gulp down a large bowl of miscellaneous antidotes. Although it had been confirmed that none of the antidotes currently available at the base could neutralize this poison, what if they had a miraculous reaction in Chen Yan's stomach and suddenly neutralized it...?

However, judging from the purple lines that gradually appeared on his wrist, no strange reaction occurred.

This is normal, after all, the Chameleon is one of the most venomous monsters known, and the surface tension of its venom is so small that it can be ignored. Although he held his breath at the time, the venom mist seeped directly into his skin, which was no different from inhaling it directly into his body.

The good news is that the venom is currently lying dormant in Chen Yan's body and has not yet shown any signs of acting up.

The bad news is that, according to experimental results, once the venom takes effect, the blood toxins in it can erode his circulatory system at an extremely rapid rate, causing fatal internal bleeding within a few breaths.

The medical team was temporarily at a loss.

Naomi, the head of the materials team and the immediate supervisor who rushed over after the meeting, also learned of the news.

She spotted the deflated, wilted eggplant in the middle of the crowd at a glance.

She laughed and ruffled Chen Yan's hair.

"Good lad, you've got all the good things happening to you! Even though you were born ordinary, I can make sure you die a glorious death! Come on, I've already written your application. In a few days, when we bombard the Lava Dragon, you just have to crawl into the cannon barrel!"

Already incredibly frustrated, Chen Yan nearly spat out blood when he heard his boss say such unreliable things.

"Okay, I'll dress smartly then, I definitely won't let our supplies team down..."

She cheered him up in an unconventional way, then squatted down in front of Chen Yan, smiling broadly as she reached out and pinched and rubbed his bitter face.

"What's so scary about a mere Mirage Dragon? I've been in the New World for ten years, and I've seen it all. Tonight, I'll go with you and give it a good thrashing!"

As night fell, Chen Yan waited outside the warehouse with a torch in hand, while the squad leader, who seemed to blend into the darkness, appeared beside Chen Yan like a ghost.

Seeing Chen Yan remain unmoved, she grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that seemed completely out of place in the night, which startled the already flustered Chen Yan.

It's no exaggeration to say that in the dark, her ability to hide is almost as good as Xia Long's.

Looking at the neatly stacked logs below, Chen Yan pointed vaguely, glanced around, and lowered his voice.

"Big Sister, are all five hundred axemen ready? When I smash this cup as a signal, we'll all rush in and chop him into mincemeat to make dumplings!"

"However, I have to remind you a few things. Ordinary hunters can't handle the Chameleon. We need to send someone from the recommended group. I heard Azure Star is back too, right? Let him lead the charge, with Sunshine Bro following closely behind..."

However, Chen Yan looked left and right and saw that behind the big sister, there were not Azure Star or other big shots from the recommendation group, but several chef-like Elu cats with mushroom pigs on their heads.

She took the tray, holding one in each hand. The roasted mushroom pig weighed over ten kilograms, but it felt as light as a feather in her hands.

"Let's go. Without the executioners, let me just mention the meeting's contents again. You have no idea how crazy those environmental investigators went when they found out there was a Chameleon lurking in the outpost..."

"The Commander-in-Chief also said that rashly starting a war with the Chameleon at this time, regardless of the outcome, could affect the overall situation. Compared to that Lavasioth, this Chameleon that steals food is practically a good little baby. Most importantly, we can't deal with its poison for the time being, and you don't want the poisonous fog to shroud the entire stronghold, do you?"

Chen Yan also held up a plate. The freshly baked braised pork with mushrooms smelled incredibly delicious, its aroma spreading far and wide. Clearly, the head chef had put in real skill when he heard that he was cooking for Xia Long this time.

"Since Xialong is willing to stay here, let him stay here. Perhaps we can even gain some unexpected benefits."

"Of course, you won't be wronged during this time. Your salary will be tripled, and you won't need to go to work. As long as you can keep Xialong here obediently, we will consider any requests you have."

"Let's go, I'm also very curious about the Chameleons of the New World."

She lagged half a step behind Chen Yan and followed him around the sunken warehouse a few times. Chen Yan suddenly stopped and she almost bumped into him.

Just as she frowned slightly at the empty corner, the secret-recipe mushroom pig that Chen Yan was holding disappeared without a trace, and the sound of it gnawing appeared out of nowhere. The Xialong, which was coiled on a pile of damp logs, slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

"Boss Xialong, I've brought you a feast! Look at this freshly roasted mushroom pork. Just as I said, it's stuffed with roast chicken, cheese, potatoes, and apples. Oh, and everyone says purple has a certain charm... I specially asked someone to make you some flavorful green chili sauce. Try some, otherwise, eating too much roast pork can get a bit greasy..."

Looking at Chen Yan, who was standing beside the giant beak of the Xialong and talking eloquently, the shock in the eyes of the supplies squad leader, who always called herself the big sister of the underworld, was so intense that it was about to burst out of her eyes.

Only when one truly faces the oppressive aura of the ancient dragon can one realize how insignificant and minuscule one's own life is, like that of a mayfly.

Standing a few steps away from Xialong, she was exerting all her strength just to maintain her standing posture, let alone speak.

"Just as the Commander-in-Chief said, Chen Yan, who can communicate with the Elder Dragon species, the Chameleon, is the most special person..."

Chapter 8 The Old Rules

Xialong demonstrated how to eat a pig in three bites. Judging from the clean plate, it seemed to be very satisfied. Before disappearing, it stuck out its tongue and licked Chen Yan's wrist, where it had already developed some butterfly patterns before folding its wings.

Meanwhile, the pale golden bubble in Chen Yan's mind slowly shrank.

He estimated that, at this rate, he should be able to complete the task and receive the reward after feeding the animals a hundred or two hundred more times.

If all goes well, in a little over three months, he might randomly receive one of the Dragon's rewards, perhaps even the ability to become invisible...

Before the darkness in Chen Yan's heart could spread, it was slapped away by the big sister next to him.