Monster Hunter: I can accept monster quests

It feels like it was just a little dragon hatchling that had just emerged from its egg yesterday, how did it grow so big in the blink of an eye?

In the end, it wasn't him who lulled the little horned dragon to sleep, but rather the little horned dragon's steady breathing that lulled him to sleep.

A few rays of sunlight shone through the cracks in the hole onto his face. Chen Yan opened his eyes, stretched, and realized he had slept very comfortably.

Looking around, he realized that Mrs. Horned Dragon and the baby Horned Dragon were sleeping on either side of him, their wings covering him, warm and cozy, even more so than his big quilt.

Sunlight streamed into their new home. Mrs. Horned Dragon and her baby slept beside them. A pile of cactus fruits lay in the corner. The wildcats huddled asleep in their cat holes, while freshly picked grass stems dried at the entrance, dew dripping into a neatly arranged stone trough...

"Hmm... I'll sleep a little longer. I need to be well-rested to have the energy to work..."

...

The little horned dragon darted through the soft gravel, its body partially submerged, yet its speed was anything but slow.

Harley, sitting cross-legged on its back, unfolded a simple map and began to observe the direction, using the shadows left by the sun on the pen as a reference, to make sure they were not veering off course.

The unchanging, withered landscape recedes into the distance, with glimpses of monster corpses appearing every now and then.

They explored the area several times along the way, and almost all of them died of thirst.

Chen Yan wiped his sweat and took a small sip of ice water.

The thermometer was already off the charts, but the desert temperature was still rising day by day, and large sandstorms were coming more and more frequently, often lasting for several days and nights.

Severe heatwaves and sandstorms have nearly dried up the already scarce water resources in the desert, and the climate is beginning to evolve into a natural disaster.

Even the pool formed by the streams flowing from the ancient forest next to the campsite has sunk significantly.

It would be absolutely impossible for Gu Long not to be involved in all these anomalies.

They first went to the southeast corner, which is closer to the sea.

According to Harley's observations, the sandstorm always appeared in the northeast corner and then spread to the entire Anthill Wasteland, where it was most likely caused by the Steel Dragon.

The Storm Lord Steel Dragon gave Chen Yan a headache just thinking about possibly facing Him.

This ancient dragon, extremely adept at aerial combat, had a hundred ways to toy with these ground-dwellers in the air. The endless storms it summoned alone could crush them, not to mention its entire body covered in metallic armor...

So everyone agreed and decided to go to the southeast corner where the monsters had mysteriously migrated to take a look.

"Hey Chen Yan, what were you doing last night? You didn't come back to camp all night?"

Closing her notebook, Harley suddenly squeezed next to Chen Yan, rubbed his shoulders to help him relax, and after he became drowsy, she suddenly started probing.

"What can I do? Nothing more than help the horned dragons clean their nests, dig burrows for the lynxes, move a few stones to build a water tank, and construct a cactus fruit storage room..."

Harley let out a long "Oh," and reached out to wipe Chen Yan's sweat, her fingertips following the sweat droplets down to his neck.

"There's something else I've been wanting to ask you... We're such good friends, you'll tell me whatever I ask, right?"

Chen Yan yawned, and Harley's cool hand rested on his neck, which felt quite comfortable.

"Of course, ask away. I'll tell you everything I know..."

Harley moved even closer.

"Okay, then let me ask you, do you hide any weird books in your dorm?"

Chen Yan shook his head.

"No, I don't like those things. What I like to read isn't available anywhere on the continent. When I have time, I'll definitely draw a book to broaden the horizons of everyone on the continent..."

Harley let out another long "Oh".

"Then I found a notebook under your bed the other day, it had something about a strategy guide written on it..."

She was interrupted by Chen Yan before she could finish speaking.

"How could that be! I always carry Miss El's strategy guide with me. Last time we met, I didn't even get a word in before I was elbowed away. Next time we meet, I'm definitely going to ask her..."

Harley turned around and kicked away the cat that rushed up to rummage through her pockets, then immediately went to tear off Chen Yan's clothes.

She wanted to see just who this Miss El was.

But just as her hand touched Chen Yan's pocket, the little horned dragon suddenly braked, and they all fell down.

Immediately afterwards, a huge rock flew over their heads and smashed into the towering anthill, completely shattering the anthill that had been piled up for who knows how many years.

The little horned dragon roared angrily, shaking its thick horns on its head in a threatening manner, and slapping the sand with its talons, but the dragon shadow still swaggered towards it.

Chapter 145 Car Keys?

Upon being attacked, the little horned dragon immediately went into battle mode.

Only Chen Yan calmly jumped off the small horned dragon, looking expectantly at the dragon's shadow that was gradually revealing its true form.

"Could it be..."

With a deafening roar that could send shockwaves through the air, everyone present, including the cats, covered their ears. Even the little horned dragon shook its head in discomfort. Only Chen Yan listened with complete rapt attention.

"That's right, that's the tune! It reminds me of the joy of collecting snow grass in a blizzard!"

With its talons tearing through the dust, the "car-car-car-car-car" appeared proudly before everyone.

It seemed that it hadn't noticed the people on the horned dragon at first, and was now looking at them in surprise as they stood in a row.

His gaze swept around, first ruling out the skinny Harley and Chen Yan, then hesitating for a moment between the big horned dragon and the chubby flower cat, before finally fixing his gaze on the flower cat.

As a renowned gourmand, the Tigrex naturally has its own hunting order.

The horned dinosaur has so many bones that you could easily break your teeth if you took a bite, but those little black and white meatballs look incredibly plump and delicious. Chewing them and swallowing them in one gulp would be so satisfying...

The cat, its body tense and fur slightly ruffled under its gaze, was on the verge of tears. It had clearly lost a lot of weight, so why were all the cats still thinking of eating it first?

As it sized up the group, Chen Yan and the others were also sizing it up.

This was the first time Chen Yan had ever seen the infamous Tigrex in the New World.

A gaping maw, thick scales, blue and yellow stripes, a ferocious nature, a bloodthirsty habit, and a voracious appetite...

This is a stereotype people have about it.

But in Chen Yan's eyes, the Thunder Dragon has its own unique charm.

Exaggerated muscles from head to toe, sharp claws and toes, a growling-like breathing, bloodthirsty and hungry eyes, adorable little ears on the back of its head that make you want to pet them, and long, nude legs with its tail tucked between its legs...

What a beautiful little wild female dragon born in the wind and raised in the wilderness!

Chen Yan's increasingly obsessive gaze successfully attracted the attention of the Thunder Dragon.

It suddenly took a stance, startling the cat so much that it almost drew its knife.

It's no wonder it reacted so strongly; the Tigrex is simply too savage and brutal. Its purely physical combat style terrifies countless hunters, and its formidable strength and unique personality are the nightmare of many.

Chen Yan stared at it from afar, and as the Roaring Dragon focused all its attention on him, it gave a domineering CEO smile.

"bring it on!"

Chen Yan stopped Hua Miao, deliberately shrugged his shoulders, swung his arms, and swaggered towards it, his arrogant demeanor no less than that of Tigrex.

"Give me a mission request befitting your status as an absolute powerhouse!"

boom!

A stunningly beautiful blue bubble appeared in my mind!

[Thunder Dragon issues mission request: Legendary Driver!]

[It is the Tiger II heavy tank! Untamed and unruly, its roar can subdue ten thousand dragons, its speed can chase thunder! Its speed is beyond the control of only the most skilled drivers! Who dares to ride this steel beast? Who dares to conquer this peerless demonic dragon?]

[Compensation: Car keys!]

"Hmm? What kind of reward is the car key?"

Before Chen Yan could figure it out, the roaring dragon a hundred paces away roared furiously, and the rolling air waves generated by the terrifying roar hit Chen Yan head-on, making Chen Yan's internal organs ache.

As expected of a roar that can make a hunter's internal organs burst, this is much more powerful than the roar of a Diablos!

Chen Yan's face turned pale, and his passive skill [Soft Tissue Self-Healing] immediately activated. The food turned into a warm current, healing his slightly damaged lungs and internal organs in milliseconds, and his face quickly regained its rosy color.

He drew his knife.

He signaled to Harley, Cat, and Little Horned Dragon behind him with his eyes that he was going to take on this Tigrex one-on-one!

The little horned dragon was so anxious that it jumped around and nudged Harley and Cat with its head, as if trying to get them to help.

Harley watched as Chen Yan charged towards the Thunder Dragon, a scene that seemed out of character for him, and she was puzzled.

"Hua Miao, with Chen Yan's current strength, can he defeat a Tigrex?"

Hua Miao didn't understand why Chen Yan was so excited. The last time she saw him this excited was when she first met Meimeizi.

"I don't know. It's been a long time since we've had a proper fight. Before, we had Nergigante protecting us, and now we have Megahorn protecting us. We can go anywhere without fear. Let's see how it goes first. If he can't beat us, then I'll go for it!"

Knowing Chen Yan's true strength, the cat wasn't in a hurry. It leisurely took out a handful of dried fish, hid under the little horned dragon's wing, and ate the dried fish and drank water while watching the big show.

If Chen Yan is willing to go, then it will save Hua Miao the trouble of going, and Hua Miao will be happy to have an easy time.

Harley frowned, but Chen Yan was in a rare mood for hunting, so she didn't want to interfere. After checking the crossbow that was already loaded with stench bombs one last time, she also leaned against the shadow cast by the little horned dragon.

Actually, she was a little curious too.

Facing Chen Yan's rapid approach, the Thunder Dragon's powerful claws suddenly plunged into the sand. With a flick of its forelimbs, a large piece of monster skull, buried in the sand for who knows how many years, slammed into Chen Yan.

Anything it throws with its terrifying power can be deadly, even a tiny grain of sand.

Facing the skull hurtling towards him, a crimson glint appeared on the blade in Chen Yan's hand, and he smoothly cleaved it in two with a standard upward slash.

The skull, split in two, had just grazed past his body when the Tigrex's massive, fang-filled maw appeared before him.

Chen Yan had anticipated this, after all, he could clearly hear the heavy footsteps of the thunder dragon charging towards him.

As he sheathed his sword, Chen Yan stepped back half a body length with his toes touching the ground. With a "crack" as he clenched his teeth, he unleashed a sheathed thrust at the Tigrex, which was almost face-to-face with him, striking its bulging trachea in the neck with precision and force.

With a roar that was barely audible, the dragon opened its mouth.

It was immediately stunned. Was that a sound coming from its mouth?

When it realized that Chen Yan was behind it, it immediately flew into a rage, fiercely slashing with its claws, one on the left and one on the right.

The wing claws, which contained only pure brute force, were quite terrifying. The gale alone made Chen Yan's face sting.

He immediately sheathed his sword, tripped over his right foot with his left, and lay down on his back. With his free right arm, he plunged it into the gravel beneath him and pulled it out. With a "whoosh," a shovel passed right under the Tigrex.

This is a sand-walking skill he honed during Mrs. Horned Dragon's training program on the quicksand slope!