Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

However, this dreamlike illusion conceals a chilling murderous intent.

High-pressure water jets, powerful enough to cleave boulders, pierced through the foam, heading straight for the weakest point in the Thunder Wolf Dragon's heart scales.

The Zinogre tried to dodge, but the sticky, foamy water covering its body, the ground, and the sky made its limbs slide all the way down. Just standing up was a huge struggle, and jumping was out of the question.

It had to raise its claws to block, and small cracks immediately appeared in the thick carapace of its claws, causing its massive body to be pushed back repeatedly.

Enraged by its loss, the Thunder Wolf Dragon shook its body and fluffed its fur, but no matter how much it shook its body, the usually obedient Thunderbug was silent this time. It couldn't even generate electricity normally, let alone enter the "Super Electric Thunderbug" state.

The lightning worms, also covered in foam, were suffering; they couldn't even breathe properly, let alone generate electricity.

As for using moves like throwing lightning bugs for ranged attacks or radiating electrical energy in all directions to trigger small-scale lightning strikes, forget about it.

All the electricity it stored flowed into the ground through the foam; not a single bit was stored.

With its advantageous terrain, the Bubble Fox Dragon held a clear advantage.

However, to turn an advantage into victory, bubbles and high-pressure water lines alone are not enough, unless the Zinogre goes berserk and rushes into the raging ravine or the Bubble Fox rushes ashore without regard for anything else.

However, as things stand, the two giant beasts are still rational and are not thinking of fighting to the death.

Chen Yan was squatting behind a cluster of foam, intently watching the game, when suddenly two cool, slippery things slipped into his trouser legs, followed his ankles, and came all the way to his arms.

Chen Yan knew who it was without even looking down.

A grayish-brown baby tamarisk and a pink baby tamarisk.

They curled up around Chen Yan, their little heads peeking out from his arms, one on each side.

The gray kitten that Chen Yan saved was very affectionate, rubbing against his face endlessly, while the baby fish that gave him the gift was more reserved, only daring to rub against his hand.

Looking at Chen Yan, who was coiled up in Xianglong's arms, Hua Miao looked down at its empty paws and felt a pang of sadness. It too longed for an obedient, well-behaved, and adorable dragon cub to coil around it...

Little Golden Fire Dragon, why are you walking so fast...?

With a furious roar, the Thunder Wolf Dragon could no longer bear the frustrating fighting style. Its limbs slipped, and it drifted away from the battlefield, its figure disappearing into the coral jungle in circles.

The great battle came to a halt.

Just as Chen Yan was searching for the Bubble Fox Dragon in the foam, his body suddenly rose half an inch, and with a lowered head, the Bubble Fox Dragon had silently appeared beneath him. It carried Chen Yan through the rushing stream and arrived at the large coral tree on the opposite bank.

Only the cat was left standing there, looking completely bewildered.

In the short time it lowered its head, how did Chen Yan, such a large lump, disappear?

Chapter 114 Master Architect

After placing Chen Yan on the shore, it dived back into the water and soon emerged with several plump, crisp, bright red wild fruits in its hands.

Chen Yan and two baby pufferfish were huddled together, nibbling on each other. The larger pufferfish tried to pry the baby off but failed, so it dived back into the water, this time hooking out several fat fish that were still jumping around.

"Oh dear, we're so close, how could I accept this? Don't be so polite with me..."

Chen Yan reached out and took them. These fish only lived at the bottom of the stream, and even the experienced fishermen at the base couldn't catch them easily.

Just as Chen Yan was pondering whether to roast or stew him, he suddenly felt a burning gaze fixed on him. Judging by the wattage, it could only be the giant pufferfish dragon in front of him.

Chen Yan secretly tightened his belt; he didn't want to fight Long with bayonets for the time being.

Even though it is beautiful.

Chen Yan glanced again at the giant pufferfish lying in front of him, staring at him expectantly. His heart tightened even more. He pretended not to understand, threw the fruit pit aside, tied the fish to his belt, stretched, and pointed to the sun that was still hanging in the sky.

"It's getting late, I should go home and sleep..."

The giant lemur lowered its head in disappointment, but still obediently lifted Chen Yan and swam to the other side.

Seeing that it was swimming weakly, Chen Yan tightened his belt again before touching the fins behind its face.

"Alright, alright, I'm just teasing you. If you need any help, let me make this clear first: there's something I absolutely cannot agree to..."

The Bubble Fox Dragon turned its head in surprise and looked at Chen Yan, who was leaning against its huge pink leaf fin.

Based on the expression in its eyes, the experienced Chen Yan deduced that it should be a genuine Bubble Fox Dragon.

Could it be that they want him to deal with the Thunder Wolf Dragon?

"Sir, if you want my help to deal with the Thunder Wolf Dragon, berries and fat fish alone won't be enough..."

The Foeosaurus didn't drag Chen Yan along to fight the Thunder Wolf Dragon; instead, it carried him upstream.

During this time, no matter what kind of monster it encounters, big or small, even the spirit deer drinking water by the stream, it will actively avoid it. If it really can't avoid it, it will spit out a few small bubbles to scare it away.

Despite its immense strength, it rarely makes a move, befitting its reputation as a gentle monster among large sea dragons.

It led Chen Yan to a natural bend upstream, and once there, Chen Yan understood.

At the bend of the stream, stones and coral branches were piled up, forming a crude and simple "dam." Judging from the water flowing out of the gap, the stream had quite a lot of water.

No wonder the stream where it used to live suddenly turned into a ravine; it turns out that the dam was broken after the Foeosaurus encountered the Thunder Wolf Dragon.

Seeing the three eyes, one big and two small, staring expectantly at his hand, Chen Yan knew perfectly well what they meant.

The slimy body, short limbs, and slender claws of the Bubble Fox Dragon made it difficult for it to grip rocks.

Since it's not that she's lusting after his body, that makes things easier.

Chen Yan simply gave the reservoir a major upgrade.

He ordered the Foeosaurus to dismantle the severely substandard dam. The Foeosaurus hesitated for a moment. It had spent a long time painstakingly building this dam, but after only a moment's hesitation, it collapsed it with a single lash of its tail.

The stones rolled down, revealing the complete riverbed. Chen Yan glanced at it and saw that the winding river led nowhere.

Several sturdy coral trees on the shore were cut down, cut into several equal sections, and the excess branches were trimmed. Then, three of them were crossed and twisted together to form dozens of flexible and slender branches.

He instructed the large bubble lemur to dive deep into the muddy bottom with its thicker head in its mouth, while the two smaller bubble lemurs followed his instructions, using their thinner heads to weave their way through the mud. Before long, they had woven a large net along the river channel.

Then, following the order of larger stones at the bottom and smaller stones at the top, a brand-new and sturdy dam was quickly built.

Chen Yan approached the three Bubble Fox Dragons, collected some foam, and carefully smeared it on the corners of the dam. Fearing that the marks wouldn't be enough or wouldn't threaten other monsters, he also thoughtfully sprinkled some fine scales of the Nergigante.

That should be fine now.

Chen Yan patted the center of the stone dam and drew a cross mark.

"If you encounter any more troublesome monsters, just break the stones here. I guarantee the amount of water that overflows will be much more than before. And as long as the net isn't broken, you can fix it by throwing stones in. It should be enough for you to use for a while."

Three bubble-fox dragons circled around Chen Yan, letting out joyful cries.

By the time they returned Chen Yan to Hua Miao, it was almost dark.

A man and a cat were carrying several fat fish and a bag of wild fruit as they walked back.

During this time, Hua Miao stared intently at Chen Yan more than once.

"Chen Yan, why do I feel like your whole body has turned white, so white it's almost reflecting light... Tell me, have you been secretly eating something good behind my back?!"

Chen Yan cried out that he was wronged, saying that he was soaked in water and definitely not licked by a certain dragon.

He rubbed his smooth, delicate face, never expecting that the foam secreted by the fox dragon was comparable to a top-quality moisturizing mask. He then touched the several small bottles filled to the brim in his arms.

Now we have the gifts for Naomi and Harley...

Return to the top of the Coral Highlands.

As is customary, Chen Yan stood in a starfish position. Meimeizi, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, circled around him, sniffing him from left to right, becoming more and more puzzled.

In terms of smell, it does indeed smell like a male monster, but in terms of concentration, the smell is overwhelming.

Unable to understand, Meimei turned to stare intently at Chen Yan's face, trying to intimidate him with a threatening look, while Chen Yan remained calm and unperturbed.

He only encountered one adorable male floating dragon and three beautiful male bubble scorpions today.

Finding nothing amiss, the Nergigante yawned and crawled back into its den, using its tail to push out several elven deer that had been fatally wounded by its thorns.

He gestured a few times on the spirit deer with his toes, indicating that he wanted to eat these parts, his expression and actions just like an old man.

Unexpectedly, Chen Yan, who was usually obedient, did not comply with Him this time. Chen Yan deftly lifted the wings covering Him and his greedy gaze swept over His "slender and boneless" body.

Faced with Meimeizi's puzzled gaze, Chen Yan forcefully pinched its chin, making it look up.

"Tonight I'll show you who's in charge!"

The eyes of the Extinction Dragon gleamed with a dangerous red light. It had been holding back its anger for days and had long wanted to settle scores with Chen Yan.

It suddenly tightened its wings, wrapping Chen Yan tightly in front of it, its sharp claws pressing against his chest, slowly tearing open his clothes.

As the saying goes, "If there's a road to heaven, you won't take it; if there's no door to hell, you'll come crawling in!"

The cat nestled in its cat hole. It furtively unscrewed the small bottles, took a deep sniff, and was almost overwhelmed by the fragrance. Without hesitation, it raised its paw and poured the contents into its mouth.

"Your cat master has a sharp eye. I saw you hiding something good in your bulging arms a long time ago. You think you can fool your cat master with your little tricks? Watch me drink it all up!"

As the last empty bottle hit the ground, Flower Cat wiped its mouth with satisfaction, let out a burp, and a bubble popped out of its throat.

Before it could fully savor the experience, its vision blurred and it fainted.

"The water... is poisonous..."

Chapter 115 Good Temper

The coral reef plateau is exceptionally vibrant in the early morning.

The towering coral reefs and the terraced landscape are teeming with small animals rarely seen on ordinary days. Coral birds gather in nests of varying depths within the coral reefs, peering out and calling out, while large numbers of swaying eels peek out from the ground, their little heads wobbling as they forage for food.

The pterosaur squatted on a coral branch, leisurely scraping the dew off its wings, while the elf deer gathered in twos and threes by the stream to drink.

But this vibrant scene was unexpectedly disrupted by two guys exuding a strong aura of death.

As Chen Yan leaned on his knife, he had to hiss and gasp for breath with every step he took forward, moving his toes inward.

His hair was dry and yellow, as if it had been scorched by the flames of the Black Flame King; his dark circles were so thick they looked like they were covered in ink; his face, however, was snow-white, as if he had been slapped several times by the Ice Fang Dragon and frozen; and his trembling lips were completely bloodless.

He tugged at his torn clothes, feeling dizzy and lightheaded. Although the sky above him was bright, it was still dark in his eyes, and everywhere he looked, he saw only twinkling stars.

Chen Yan forgot.

Balloons are most vulnerable to punctures.

The tabby cat beside me had its fur limp and plastered to its body, its legs trembling with its toes pointing outwards, and its tail tightly curled behind it, as if it were blocking something.

As the saying goes, even a hero can't withstand three bouts of diarrhea, and neither can a good cat.

It never wants to experience that kind of pain again, the kind that wakes it up from a coma, let alone the feeling of having watery diarrhea all night, which makes its legs weak and unsteady, unable to even stand up.