Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

[Kicking Technique]: Your kicking power has been greatly enhanced, enough to kill a Pteranodon with one kick and send a fully armed hunter flying. You should know that even a single kick from an Anjanath is not enough to send a hunter flying.

A few drops of warmth appeared, slightly moisturizing my legs, but it was fleeting, and the enhancement was barely noticeable.

Flower Cat stepped on the Dazzling Bird and was about to boast as usual when it turned its head and found that all the fat chickens it had worked so hard to hunt had been trampled to pieces. Flower Cat let out a mournful meow, and then angrily pulled out a dagger and began to brandish it at the Dazzling Bird.

After gesturing and comparing, they couldn't find a spot with plenty of meat; the bird was all skin and bones, with not a single ounce of good flesh on its body.

After gesturing for a long time, the cat finally decided to take out the heart and liver of the dazzling bird to compensate for the few fat chickens that had been trampled.

Just as the knife tip touched its chest, the dizzy bird, its eyes rolled back, suddenly jumped up, shook off the flower cat, and disappeared behind the towering coral tree with a few leaps.

Hua Miao, knife in its mouth, was about to chase after them when Chen Yan stopped it. He bent down, picked up the fat chicken, and weighed it in his hand.

"Forget it, you won't catch up with it even if you work yourself to death. The squashed chicken meat isn't necessarily bad. Go find some wild fruit, I'll make some meatballs, let's just have a quick meal and keep going!"

Flower Cat stared at the spot where the Dazzling Bird had disappeared, muttering to itself, before heading off to gather wild fruit with a look of resentment on its face.

Chen Yan lit a campfire and unfolded a folding cutting board.

He skillfully skinned and deboned several chickens that had been trampled flat, then picked up a stone and smashed it repeatedly, mashing the chicken meat into a paste before breaking up dry rations and mixing it in.

After mixing well, grab a handful and squeeze it hard, and a round chicken meatball will appear.

Three skewers are placed on a fire and grilled, and soon the aroma of meat fills the air.

The Sakura Fire Dragon, who had never smelled the aroma of grilled chicken meatballs before, was extremely hungry. It stared longingly at the skewers, its tail wagging behind it, and humming and nuzzling Chen Yan with its head.

"Don't worry, you'll get a share. But you won't be full just eating meatballs. Go hunt some spirit deer, and I'll roast a few for you."

The Pink Rathalos cheered and followed the scent to find the Fairy Deer.

Flower Cat, meanwhile, strolled through the low bushes while humming a song.

This place is really nice, there are so many wild fruits, red, green, black, purple, all kinds of colors. And the way the foodie Flower Cat distinguishes whether wild fruits are poisonous is very simple, that is, smell them.

It smells sweet, so it's definitely not poisonous.

It smells sour and astringent, but it will become sweet after a while, and it's not poisonous.

If it smells bitter and makes your nose numb after smelling it for a long time, then it must be that the skin is inedible but the flesh is edible.

In no time, it had filled a whole bag with fruit. Just as it was about to head home, its gaze swept across the room and it suddenly spotted a huge, bright red wild fruit growing on a coral tree across the way.

Even from a distance, the cat could smell the sweet and sour aroma of the wild berries. Looking at the tempting fruit, its mouth was practically watering.

A stream blocked its path in front of the coral tree, but the flower cat, whose eyes were only on the wild berries, could not be stopped by a small stream.

It casually tossed the animal skin bag filled with wild berries onto the stream bank, then took a few steps back, charged forward to the stream bank, and leaped up, landing steadily on the coral tree in a less-than-perfect arc.

It climbed the tree branches, inching its way toward the wild fruit at the top. The coral branches it crushed fell into the stream with a crackling sound, and the animal skin bag lying on the streamside tilted, half of the bag of wild fruit rolling into the stream as well.

The cat was completely unaware that its commotion had attracted a monster covered in gorgeous pinkish-white scales, with fine, soft purple fur on its belly and tail.

It glided its limbs, its graceful figure and elegant movements slowly rising above the stream.

Clear water droplets slid down its head and back, past its pink and white scales, and silently disappeared into the stream.

Its two short, thin whiskers trembled slightly as it followed the falling coral branches to the flower cat climbing the tree. It stared at the Palico that had invaded its territory, its eyes showing no ferocity, only intense curiosity.

After tilting its head and staring at the clumsy cat for a while to make sure it wouldn't fall into the water, it was then attracted by the wild fruit that had fallen into the stream and floated to its side.

It gently waved its front paws, and several clumps of foam welled up from under its fur, enveloping the wild fruits that had fallen into the water. The colorful bubbles, carrying the wild fruits, rippled and floated to the top of the flower cat's animal skin bag.

It blew a breath, the bubbles burst, and the wild fruits fell back into the animal skin bag. Just as it was about to dive back into the stream, it discovered that there were several kinds of poisonous wild fruits in the animal skin bag that could not be eaten.

So it turned back again, half of its body protruding from the stream, the sunlight shining on its scales and pink fins, a beauty that seemed like a dream.

It reached its tentacles into the cat's animal skin bag and picked up one of the wild fruits.

First, sniff it, then lick it, and finally, gently bite it.

After carefully picking out the inedible and unpalatable wild fruits and confirming that only the edible and delicious ones remained, it swam its small, cute pink fins to the side and disappeared contentedly.

Just then, the cat climbed down the tree with a large fruit in its mouth. It munched on the wild fruit as it swam across the stream, picked up the bag, and headed back.

"Huh, it's gotten much lighter. Oh well, half a bag should be enough..."

Hua Miao returned leisurely, having eaten its fill of that big red wild fruit. Chen Yan, who was sweating profusely from grilling skewers, didn't even look at it, and casually grabbed a handful from the pocket Hua Miao had brought back and stuffed them into his mouth.

The sweet and sour wild fruit tastes great, but it's a bit sticky and slippery when you eat it.

If you savor it carefully, you can also taste a unique sweetness.

"Wow, this lazy fat cat actually took a bath! I guess I'll have to eat two more..."

Chapter 78 I'm going to write the word "miserable" on your leg.

Upon returning from the hunt, the Pink Rathian sniffed the empty animal skin bag, then at Chen Yan, who was filled with "its" scent, and felt as if the sky had fallen.

Sakura Rathalos stared at Chen Yan with resentful eyes, making him feel uncomfortable.

He wiped his mouth, thinking that the Pink Rathian was angry that he hadn't left it any fruit to eat.

"What's wrong? Don't you dislike fruit? Should I ask Flower Cat to pick some more for you?"

The Pink Rathalos became even angrier.

It roared to the sky and then used a burst of fire to send the animal skin bag to its final resting place.

Then it ran around and smashed up any places that might be hiding the dragon, but found nothing. Then it rushed up to Chen Yan, pinned him to the ground, and frantically licked and rubbed him until it could no longer smell any strange odor before it stopped.

Chen Yan endured the "humiliation" from the Sakura Rathalos with a bitter face, still not understanding what was wrong with it.

Hua Miao happily watched the show while holding his bowl, which was full of chicken meatballs. They were bouncy and bursting with flavor when you put them in your mouth. I never expected that the meatballs he made would taste so good.

When we have another break, let him make a few fish balls for us to taste.

The fairy deer that the Pink Rathian hunted back were quite plump, and they smelled amazing when roasted.

But the Sakura Fire Dragon had no time to pay attention. It angrily held Chen Yan in its arms, its pink eyes fixed on the surroundings.

Even when it was gnawing on a roasted deer, it didn't relax. At the slightest sound or movement around it, it would immediately become alert, look up, and keep a smoldering fire in its throat.

While eating with its head down, it didn't forget to tear off a piece of venison for Chen Yan as well, and it was only satisfied after watching Chen Yan eat it.

After the dragon, the man, and the cat had eaten and drunk their fill, they roasted the remaining venison to make jerky, replenished their water bags from the spring, and then Chen Yan climbed onto the dragon. As usual, the cat nestled in his arms and continued to doze off.

Just as the Rathalos spread its wings and took flight, having determined its direction and was about to set off, it heard a dragon roar that sounded like the shriek of a raptor.

The humans, cats, and dragons looked in the direction of the sound. Although the monster that made the noise was still hundreds of meters away, its roar was so loud that it seemed to be shouting right next to their ears.

Hua Miao suddenly sprang up, gripped the hilt of her knife tightly, her pupils contracted, and watched as a large, never-before-seen flying dragon glided towards them like a kite.

"Chen Yan, shall we fight or run?"

Not only was the Flower Cat eager to try, but even the usually timid Pink Rathian showed some backbone.

It roared at the Wind Dragon as well, leaping and bounding about with its claws outstretched, seemingly mistaking the Wind Dragon for the thieving dragon that had been stealing its prey.

Chen Yan watched as the Wind Drift Dragon charged towards him. This guy could be said to be the ecological niche overlord of the Coral Highlands. Its uniquely structured membranous wings, combined with the updrafts unique to the Coral Highlands, made its air combat capabilities quite remarkable.

The most troublesome thing is its ability to manipulate ice. Although it is not a direct breath attack, it carries cold air when flapping its wings and whipping its tail, which makes it very troublesome to deal with.

But they outnumbered them and were well-fed and watered, so it wasn't impossible for them to fight.

"Can the flashing-winged beetles you raise explode in the air?"

Flower Cat took out two plump, shiny-winged beetles and pinched their glistening bellies.

"It's okay within a few meters, but it won't work if the distance is too far."

The Wind Dragon is a monster with maxed-out anti-air combat capabilities. It rarely lands, but if you can blind it to the ground, it becomes even more clumsy than a dazzling bird. In addition, with its extremely low poison resistance and its thin, easily punctured wings, Chen Yan is guaranteed to win this battle.

He likes to fight battles he's sure to win.

"Of course we're going to fight! Flower Cat, you hide the Flashwing Beetle and don't attack yet. When you have a chance, jump right onto its face and detonate it. As long as you can pin it to the ground, it's easier to deal with than that Dazzling Bird!"

The cat nodded repeatedly and lay down in the fur on the shoulders and neck of the Pink Rathian, whereupon Chen Yan patted the Pink Rathian, which roared again and flapped its wings to meet it.

The unleashed Pink Rathian was incredibly powerful, immediately unleashing a triple fireball attack.

Three orange fireballs hurtled straight toward the Wind Dragon, but the Wind Dragon's flight was incredibly swift.

Its enormous wings, combined with its tail fins, allow it to turn gracefully using the omnipresent airflow, dodging fireballs with extreme agility, and retaliating with a frost storm carrying a chilling cold.

Chen Yan's Sakura Fire Dragon fighter jet reacted quickly, diving sharply to dodge and then rapidly pulling up, attempting to crash into the dragon from below, but the Wind Drift Dragon still easily dodged it.

The Wind Dragon rides the air currents, not only freely weaving through the Pink Rathian's attacks at both close and long range, but also occasionally launching counterattacks.

Its hidden, sharp claws made Chen Yan quite wary. The Wind Dragon's strength was no less than that of the Pink Rathian. If it grabbed him, a large chunk of flesh would be pinched off.

The Pink Rathalos's fiery breath, combined with its superior weight and aerial charge, meant that the Wind Rathalos was dodging most of the time.

It seemed it had never seen such a troublesome Pink Rathian before.

Several times I deliberately exposed a weakness, hoping that the Pink Rathian would spray venom to consume its most difficult-to-deal-with toxins, but the Pink Rathian refused to use its tail to flick the venom, and only used the three basic attacks of the Rathalos.

Dragon chariot, fire-breathing, claws scratching people.

If it weren't for the fact that its scales were indeed a light pink color, the Wind Dragon would have thought it was fighting a Blue Rathalos.

After fighting the Pink Rathian for a long time, not only did it not gain any advantage, but it also made the Rathian feel a little hungry.

Unlike the Sakura Fire Dragon, which had just eaten its fill, this one had eaten its last meal when the sun was just rising, and it had only eaten half a Fairy Deer.

Faced with the increasingly fierce Pink Rathian, the Wind Dragon gradually began to retreat. When the Pink Rathian charged at it again in a dragon charge, it desperately activated the ice sacs within its body, and the edges of its wings were immediately covered with frost.

With a wave of his hand, a blizzard swept towards the Pink Rathian. The area was too large to avoid, so Chen Yan had no choice but to have the Pink Rathian breathe fireballs to deal with it.

The cold wind collided with the fireball, exploding into fireworks. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the wind dragon began to rise along an updraft and disappeared into a thick cloud in the blink of an eye.

Just as Chen Yan was about to spur his dragon into pursuit, a sudden sense of impending doom... no, a suffocating feeling of impending death gripped his throat, leaving him frozen on the back of the Pink Rathian, unable to move.

The pure white clouds were suddenly stained with a blood-red hue.

The Wind Dragon let out an extremely shrill wail, followed by a sparse spray and fall of limbs and blood.

Chen Yan's heart sank suddenly.

Then, as he expected.

A pair of thick, sharp, blood-covered forepaws tore through the clouds, revealing a jet-black dragon head with fangs and fangs, its flesh still hanging from its teeth.

He stared at Chen Yan with blood-red eyes that were cruel beyond cruelty, filled with resentment beyond resentment, and furious beyond fury.

Having learned from his previous experience, He did not act rashly. Instead, He observed Chen Yan in secret for a very long time, so long that He immediately hid in the clouds to spy on him as soon as Chen Yan arrived at the Coral Plateau.