Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

Urged on by the almost boiling blood within him, under Chen Yan's watchful gaze, and amidst Hua Miao's farewell meows, he spread his wings and took flight, following the Lava Mountain Dragon.

Just as He once followed the Lava Dragon.

The petals are still dancing, but sadly, there are no longer any spectators.

Chapter 130 I disagree!

Naomi kicked the door open.

After receiving a tip from Hua Miao, she stormed in, wielding a large stick in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other, ready to confront him.

The big stick was used to break his legs and teach him a lesson for disobeying.

The wine was meant to comfort him; she had heard about Nergigante's departure from Hana-neko.

But whether to break his leg first and then comfort him with alcohol, or to comfort him with alcohol first and then break his leg, depends on Chen Yan's behavior.

The man and the cat thought Chen Yan was going to make a mess of the room again, so they squatted dejectedly in the corner, then played with some Nergigante Rider dolls and muttered a bunch of strange things.

But to my surprise, upon entering, I saw lush green plants, the kind with withered and yellow leaves trimmed and carefully watered.

The neat mattress perfectly meets the requirements for hunter bedding: tidy, square, and with eight corners on each side, so that flies can do the splits and mosquitoes can slip on it.

The floor was so clean it reflected light; it was the first time Naomi had ever seen a room where countless hunters had stayed that had such a white floor.

Even the tables, chairs, and benches that had been broken for many years were repaired. Not only were the burrs and protrusions carefully sanded off, but they were also thoughtfully coated with a layer of original wood varnish.

Everything is so normal, yet somehow abnormal.

"Hey, Sister Naomi and Flower Cat are back! Come on, sit down and have some tea. I specially asked Uncle Captain to buy this good tea from the Old World. It costs a full one and a half gold coins per pound!"

Chen Yan was sitting at the table, cheerfully inviting them to have some tea.

Naomi put down the wine with some skepticism, still holding the big stick. She smelled the tea and exchanged a glance with the flower cat that had come closer. The tea was good tea, and the water was good water, but after Chen Yan's hands, it had become a murky, bitter-smelling inferior tea and inferior water.

Naomi carefully observed Chen Yan's eyes and expression. He was the same as usual, even smiling more happily than usual.

She frowned slightly, not mentioning the Extinction Dragon, but instead snatched the teacup from Chen Yan's hand.

"What a waste of such good tea! Please, let me teach you the correct steps for brewing tea..."

It's hard to imagine that Naomi, who has such a big sister-like demeanor, is so skilled in tea ceremony.

Warming the cup, adding tea leaves, rinsing the tea, brewing, pouring into cups... she also revealed a rare gentleness.

Chen Yan took the tea and drank a sip. The same tea, the same water, but the one she brewed was different; it tasted better.

The two people and the cat quietly drank their tea.

Chen Yan and Naomi seemed to be immersed in the rich aroma of tea, but Hua Miao, who preferred meat soup to tea, wrinkled her face.

This isn't right!

After Mingming Miejinlong flew away, Chen Yan was so upset that he rolled on the ground. How come he was like a different person when he returned to the dormitory in the blink of an eye?

Shouldn't it be like when Chen Yan left with Chameleon and Pink Rathian, squatting in a corner acting crazy, then being comforted and educated by Naomi with a big stick and alcohol, and then having this clown sing and dance to liven up the atmosphere, and finally everyone happily cuddling together to sleep?

Looking at Naomi and Chen Yan now, one is having a great time, and the other is drinking comfortably, which makes it seem a bit abnormal that it's being so suspicious.

It suspiciously crawled off the table, climbed up Chen Yan's trouser leg, and then onto his body. It scratched at Chen Yan's face and saw that his eyes were clear and his complexion was rosy, showing no signs of poisoning.

Seeing that he didn't react, she pulled open his collar and rummaged around. His heartbeat was steady, his body temperature was normal, and the marks on his chest from years of pressure were still there. He was neither a stand-in nor a dummy.

Seeing that he still didn't react, she simply gritted her teeth and started to undo his belt.

"I refuse to believe you can tolerate this!"

This was Chen Yan's fatal weakness.

Sure enough, just as it was about to make a move, it caught a glimpse of Chen Yan raising his hand out of the corner of its eye. It thought it was going to deliver a loving punch, but instead of punishment, it received an extremely gentle caress.

The last time he stroked it so gently was when he had just taken it from Grandma Cat.

The cat, who had just unbuckled his belt, stood there dumbfounded.

He's really good at holding back!

What shocked Hua Miao even more was that the Flying Dragon Blade [Red Leaf] that he had never parted from at his waist was also gone, replaced by a piece of bullshit that read something like "New World Logistics Management Personnel Handbook".

A bolt of lightning struck the cat squarely on the head.

It understands, it understands!

Chen Yan is no longer a hunter!

What the hell did he do to become a logistics manager?!

What? You're asking about Chen Yan, who wasn't originally a logistics manager?

Bullshit! Everyone else may not know what Chen Yan is up to in the New World, but surely it does: he's here to give those monsters a good beating!

It stumbled back under the table, pleading for help as it held up the "Work Manual" and rummaged through Naomi.

Naomi glanced at it, then at the [Work Manual], and then at Chen Yan.

then.

He revealed a smile of utmost satisfaction.

Chen Yan, you've finally remembered what you do for a living!

"It's over! It's over! It's over!"

Seeing the two of them so affectionate, so deeply in love, so harmonious, so treacherous, so like birds of a feather, Hua Miao collapsed to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably, unable to get up again.

"No, no, no... there's still hope! There's still hope!"

The cat tumbled and crawled out of the room.

Naomi ignored Hua Miao and continued to refill his tea.

"Chen Yan, are you really planning to..."

She didn't say everything, but she knew Chen Yan knew.

"Ah."

Chen Yan nodded seriously without hesitation.

Since every encounter leads to separation, it's better not to meet in the first place.

"Okay, don't be fooled by the glamorous lives of those hunters. Only they know the hardships they endure behind the scenes. Living in the open is commonplace for them, and being chased by monsters three times a day is a daily occurrence. You should have some idea of ​​the hardships they face."

"Although we logistics personnel are on the second line, we are the most important and crucial cogs in the massive machine of the New Continent Star Base. Tomorrow, you will follow me and learn well. I guarantee I will train you within a month!"

"Here, take this work manual. The one you have is a scholar's revised version, with not much practical information. This one is the result of my painstaking research. Take a good look at it, and tomorrow you'll come with me to take inventory of the base's most important warehouse..."

"Once you're familiar with the job, I'll take you to see the Commander-in-Chief to get to know him better. I've been working too much lately, and I've been wanting a deputy for a while now. Don't worry, the only difference in salary is that you're not as well-paid as me, but I can make up for it for you!"

Naomi was somewhat incoherent as she slowly handed over the work manual, which was already slightly curled at the edges. This manual contained her life's accumulated experience, not only recording her management experience after arriving in the New World, but also including many records of her management of the underground black market in the Old World.

This is an invaluable treasure for any logistics manager.

This is equivalent to the hunter finding the Elder Dragon's Great Gem.

Just as Chen Yan's fingertips were about to touch it, the door was kicked open.

A gleaming crossbow bolt pierced through the fingers of the two men, penetrating the "supreme treasure" and pinning it to the wall.

"I disagree!"

Chapter 131 A Child with Parents!

The cup in Naomi's hand shattered gently.

She turned around, her gaze dangerous.

Who disagrees?

"I!"

The cat strode confidently through the door, head held high, but its posture softened after being stared at by its creditor, Naomi, for a few seconds.

It gracefully stepped aside, revealing the main character behind it.

Miss Harley Quinn.

She seemed to have just rushed back from outside, looking travel-worn, with her hair hanging haphazardly beside her face, and a thin layer of sand still clinging to her body.

I disagree.

Her words were as direct and straightforward as ever, and ignoring Naomi's glare that threatened to break her legs, she strode up to Chen Yan, raised her hand, and clenched her fist.

Despite Harley's attempt to subdue him with the "Fist of Truth," Chen Yan remained calm.

Harley's fists, as small as steamed buns, felt soft and yielding like a massage to him; he was more than happy to enjoy them...

But instead of striking him, her fist slowly landed in front of him.

Then slowly unfold it.

Chen Yan's casual gaze suddenly sharpened, and his leisurely tea-drinking motion froze.

"This is...it?"

"Yes, it would have been in danger if I hadn't happened to be passing by."

"..."

Harley placed the shattered scales, now broken into eight pieces, on the table, and Chen Yan's gaze followed them closely.

"Now, do you still want to abandon martial arts and pursue a literary career?"

"No... Xuewen can't help it get revenge..."

Chen Yan carefully finished the last sip of tea in his cup. Naomi, sitting opposite him, sensed something was wrong and hurriedly tried to refill his cup, but she couldn't keep up with his speed.

He gently closed the lid of the cup.

"Big Sister Naomi, the tea you brewed is delicious. If you have the chance, please brew some more for me. Right now, I have something to do."

Chen Yan stood up, the feigned calm in his eyes vanished, and his sharpness reappeared.

"Hua Miao, bring me my knife. It's right next to the half-bag of gold coins you secretly hid under the bed."