Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Muti was hugging his knees, staring blankly at the huge body of the Tailhammer Dragon, whose breathing was almost invisible.

Aolan came over yawning, "It's time. I'll take over. You go to sleep."

Muti didn't move. She stared at the Tailhammer Dragon for a long time, then suddenly said, "If I hadn't been greedy that day and insisted on cutting off some of its humpback meat to eat, it might have been able to hold on for two more days."

Hearing the hesitation in her tone, Aolan couldn't help but chuckle, "Come on, instead of regretting cutting off those few pieces of meat, you should regret not firing one less shot during the battle."

"It's not the same thing."

"It makes no difference." Orlan sat down across from the fire. "Wait two more days. If the guild members haven't arrived yet, we'll kill the Tailhammer Dragon before it takes its last breath.

Whether it is taking meat or collecting materials, it is definitely better to get them from fresh corpses.

I want to have a few more bites of that pork hump fat. This might be my only chance in this lifetime."

"Isn't this bad?" Muti said sheepishly, "What if the guild comes when my health is halfway down?"

"Then you won't eat then?"

"That's impossible."

The two chatted and laughed, the light of the campfire flickered, and the depressed mood unique to the late night also dissipated.

Muti became very energetic when talking about food. He even didn't want to sleep for a while, so he stayed by the campfire and discussed with Orlan how else the pork fat could be cooked.

The look towards the Tail Hammer Dragon was no longer one of guilt, but of expectation.

Unfortunately, the guild members did not give them this opportunity.

In the second half of the night, a huge shadow covered the starry sky. Orlan, who was sitting by the campfire maintaining his weapons, thought that a large flying dragon was attacking, so he quickly stood up and shouted a warning.

When Muti and Muxiang hurriedly ran out of the simple tent, they looked up and saw an astonishingly large airship.

As the airship slowly descended, it reached a height close to the treetops. With a reference point, Orlan was shocked to find that the length of the airship alone, not counting the airbags, was more than fifty meters.

Not to mention aircraft, even ships in the ocean are extremely rare in this size.

The airship did not land completely. When it was about twenty meters above the ground, several thick cables were thrown down from the deck.

The nimble sailors slid down the cable to the ground and used an array of sturdy metal nails to firmly fix the cable to the ground, allowing the airship to enter a stable low-altitude suspension state.

This super-large aircraft cannot land completely, otherwise it will be difficult to take off again, and it can only temporarily dock in this way in the wild.

When the airship came to a steady stop, a winding ladder was dropped down, and a short figure climbed down the ladder to the ground at a speed that did not match his age.

Aolan waved and greeted the man with a smile, "Professor, long time no see!"

However, the old dragon man seemed not to see him at all, nor to hear his call, and ran towards the dying Tail Hammer Dragon.

Another young figure followed closely behind him, also ignoring the calls from Orlan and the others, and ran towards the Tail Hammer Dragon.

Ao Lang put his hand down helplessly. Having spent some time with the master and disciple, he knew the personalities of the pair well and would not be dissatisfied over such a small matter.

"Hurry and get the medical team over here! This guy is on his last legs! This is an extremely rare research material, we can't let him die here!"

After briefly checking the condition of the Tail Hammer Dragon, the professor shouted loudly at the large airship in mid-air.

That voice is full of energy and is no less than Muti's.

Many people in scholar's robes came down from the large airship one after another and gathered around the tail hammer dragon.

Some people were setting up the lighting, some were measuring the body size of the Tail-hammer Dragon, some were holding portable cameras and taking pictures non-stop, and some were holding thick tubes and pouring something into the Tail-hammer Dragon's throat, probably something like a potion.

The originally quiet woods by the stream became bustling and noisy.

In addition to those scholars, doctors and scholars, Orlan also saw several hunters, who he thought were guards or something like that.

Originally, he felt that the professor was a little slow in coming. Assuming there was enough time, it would only take two days to get to Dondoruma by airship from here, and four days to go back and forth. However, the professor and his men only arrived on the sixth day, which was a bit slow.

But now it seems that the professor was able to assemble such a well-staffed team in just two days, and his efficiency was extremely high.

After roughly arranging the on-site work, the professor strode towards them, accompanied by a dragon scholar who looked very young.

(As a teenager, now a young adult)

"Thank you for your hard work. This Tail Hammer Dragon is invaluable research material." The professor thanked them first, then pointed to the young dragon-man with a friendly smile and said:

"This is the investigation team leader from the Dragon Calendar Institute's Aerial Research Laboratory. It's thanks to them that we were able to arrive in time this time.

Originally, I was busy dispatching large cargo airships, as ordinary cargo airships cannot carry a monster the size of the Tail Hammer Dragon.

It just so happened that everyone from the Dragon Calendar Institute passed by Dongdoruma to restock supplies, so I called them over to help."

"You are too polite. Such a rare research sample is also what we are looking for." The young man from the Dragon Clan smiled and said politely, then shook hands with Aolang and others.

"Aerial Research Laboratory" Ao Lang repeated the word again and suddenly realized, "The Dragon Calendar Institute's Aerial Research Laboratory? This airship is the famous 'Dragon Knowledge Ship'?!"

The young dragon man smiled and nodded.

Now not only Orlan, but also Muti and the others couldn't help but look at the giant ship floating in the air again.

Even people who don't pay attention to scientific research have more or less heard of the name and rumors about Long Shichuan.

In the past two or three decades, the flight path of this airship has covered almost the entire Old Continent. Wherever it docks at the port of a city, it will become a "star ship" that attracts a large number of citizens to watch.

Sea buckthorn's eyes glow green.

The Dragon Knowledge Ship is the most advanced mechanical creation of contemporary civilization. It has long dreamed of seeing it with its own eyes. Who would have thought that it would see it suddenly!

Maybe we'll even have the chance to go aboard for a while! I wonder if we'll be allowed to visit the engine room, too!

Muti looked at the young dragon man a few more times.

The captain of the Dragon Calendar Academy's Aerial Research Laboratory, with short silver hair and a matching age, she'd heard Sister Fufu and Yupa mention him before, and because of some rumors about his relationships, she was a bit curious.

"Oh, Professor." Orlan remembered something important. "We have an additional mission on this hunting mission. We need to bring back a complete hammertail. Can we..."

"No," the professor refused decisively. "As compensation, we can double the pay for the additional tasks."

Aolan was helpless. They had taken on this task with great effort not for the reward, but more to build favors.

Fortunately, the professor was not a rigid person. After Orlan briefly explained the situation, he obtained permission for the workshop owner and others to observe the tail hammer closely.

But they have to come to Dondoruma themselves.

After finishing the business, Orlan tentatively asked a question that had intrigued him for days, "Professor, what's going on with that hammerhead dragon? And what caused the black fog?"

Orlan was prepared for the professor to refuse to answer. After all, not all information was suitable for disclosure.

But what he didn't expect was that the professor gave a very direct answer: "That phenomenon is called 'savagery'. What? Are you interested?"

Chapter 215: Hunter's Brain, Fierce Breath

"Yeah, I'm interested." Orlan's answer was equally direct.

Even if it was not for the sake of satisfying curiosity, just from the most practical point of view, he had to figure out what this so-called "ferocity" was.

Take this hunt as an example. The unusual leg and back muscles of this ferocious Tail Hammer Dragon have greatly changed its original attack mode.

The sudden acceleration of the collision, the iron leaning against the giant tree that knocked down the tree, the terrifying attack that swept oneself out like a boomerang, and so on and so forth, which one of them was not a fatal threat?

If they hadn't covered each other, responded reasonably, and had some luck, it wouldn't be surprising if they were seriously injured or even sacrificed.

This time, the hunting target is still the slow-moving Tail Hammer Dragon, but what if it is a monster that is faster and attacks more fiercely? What will happen if the attack suddenly becomes faster and more powerful?

He didn't want to die in the hunting ground for no apparent reason.

"This isn't really a secret. In fact, related research has been going on for many years. However, ferocious monsters are extremely rare, and research materials are even rarer, so scholars haven't been able to fully solve this mystery."

The professor sighed and said, "This is especially true for hunters. Most hunters may never encounter such a ferocious individual in their lifetime, so the guild has not promoted it."

"That's a wrong idea." The investigation team leader, who seemed very friendly, suddenly spoke in a serious tone, "For scholars, ferocity is just a research topic.

But for hunters, a lack of necessary knowledge can be fatal, and many hunters don’t realize it.”

What the other party said was a bit unpleasant, but Ao Lang agreed very much in his heart.

Not to mention others, let’s talk about his partner Muti. If he hadn’t taken the initiative to report the matter, the “mysterious black fog” would probably have only left a simple impression in her mind, and then she would have forgotten about it and would not have thought of digging into the matter.

You know, due to her family conditions, Muti's education level is already quite high among the hunter group. Even she is like this, let alone those hunters who have low cultural level and have trained their muscles into their brains.

Who understands what you said?

Just tell me where to go and what to hunt!

Just deal with it according to the situation!

Hunters are the majority with this kind of linear thinking. The stereotype that "hunters are all reckless" is not groundless.

Orlan sighed softly, "It would be great if the guild could strengthen education, so the casualty rate could be reduced.

Hunters are the most powerful group among humans. If they can further equip their brains with knowledge, it will be a collective improvement."

The investigation captain looked at Orlan with sharp eyes.

The professor also glanced at him and said unhappily, "Do you think the Great Elder hasn't considered this? In the early years, the guild even organized compulsory cultural education. Do you know what the truancy rate was? Over 80%!

I suggested to the Great Elder that those who failed to pass the cultural examination should have their hunter licenses temporarily revoked, but was reprimanded by the Great Elder.

There have always been insufficient hunters. If their licenses are revoked for this reason, who will fight the monsters?"

Hearing the professor's resentful tone, Orlan knew that this old man had probably been invited by the guild to teach hunters in the past, and that he had almost died of anger at the sight of an empty classroom more than once or twice.

Muti tilted his head to listen to the conversation and suddenly said, "If someone is good at reading and has a good brain, why would he become a hunter?

My sister is very good at studying, art, socializing, business, and everything in between. She was even considered suitable for being a scholar. She wouldn't focus her main energy on being a hunter.

"."

These words left Aolang and the others silent.

It’s not that hunters can’t pick up a pen or read a book, but that only those who don’t have the brains will become hunters, at least that’s the case for most hunters.

"This is the reality." The professor broke the silence and looked at Orlan and said, "Young man, maintain your curiosity. Don't think you are an outlier and ignore these things just because other hunters around you don't care.

Just like this time, you contacted us in time and consciously stayed there to guard the place. This is very good, very good.

You may not realize how important living research material this ferocious Tail-Striker Dragon is.

Do you really think I'm that influential? Just a few words changed the itinerary of the Dragon Knowledge Ship and the entire Dragon Calendar Institute's Aerial Research Laboratory, and you made a special trip here?

There is only one reason why you can see a dragon ship in this wilderness, and that is because this tail hammer dragon is so valuable."

"That's right." The investigation team leader nodded and said, "If there are similar situations in the future, you can send a letter directly to our Longli Academy.

The hunters of our Dragon Calendar Academy can be said to be the epitome of the perfect combination of knowledge and power.

Have you heard of hunting styles and techniques? They are the secret codes that have been refined and summarized through generations of hunters using knowledge as a method.

If you are interested, welcome to study in Bernard Village."

The intention of winning over in the words was not concealed at all. This was no longer just poaching. This was like directly driving a dragon ship to lift the house together with the foundation.

Hunting style! Hunting technique!

For a moment, Orlan even wanted to agree directly, but he quickly suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

He didn't give the other person a perfunctory answer, but answered very seriously: "My partner and I are in a period of settling down and honing, accumulating experience, and we have no intention of learning more new techniques for the time being.

When we need to go further, we will go to Bernardo Village to find the direction. We are looking forward to that day. "

"You are welcome anytime." The investigation captain smiled and shook hands with Orlan, as if it was a deal.

The professor's face darkened.

If you want to recruit people to your Dragon Calendar Institute, I have no objection, but it is difficult to meet a young hunter who will take the initiative to contact and provide research materials.

But we can’t let him write directly to Longliyuan if he encounters something next time.

"The ferocious Tail Hammer Dragon has a hunting difficulty level higher than four stars, but honestly, it's not realistic to give it a straight six-star rating. I'll contact the guild and record a five-star mission for you.

The corresponding remuneration and other things will also be settled at a higher standard." The professor looked at Aolan and said.

I almost told him bluntly that I have the support of not only the Scribes and the Academy, but also the Guild Headquarters!

Aolang and the others looked at each other. This was really a pleasant surprise.

To avoid further poaching from the investigation team leader, the professor pushed his glasses up and said, "Let's get back to the original question, what is 'ferocity'?

The so-called "ferocious" refers to a particularly ferocious and brutal monster.

Unlike the subspecies that are formed congenitally, the ferocity should be acquired. Due to certain reasons, the monster will enter a state of abnormal excitement, and the muscles in some parts of the body will move beyond the limit.

Just like this Tailhammer Dragon, its leg muscles became deformed and swollen due to abnormal muscle activity, even tearing the skin."

"Abnormally excited?" Muti asked curiously, "Is it caused by that black aura? What exactly is that black aura? Some kind of pathogen or something?"