Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

In fact, this child is not stupid, and her reading comprehension ability is at least above the average level of her peers. However, compared with her physical talent, she seems a little dull.

"Okay... I'll just take one," Muti muttered as he took the notebooks out of the package. "That way, even if I accidentally lose the package, I won't feel so bad."

Amos's face suddenly turned dark.

He raised his hand and slapped Muti hard on the back of the head, "Don't take any of this out! Not even one of this!"

After a barrage of scolding, Amos took a few deep breaths, his face dark. "Pick a book you want to read first. I'll copy it out for you overnight. Take the copy with you and leave!"

As for why Muti was not allowed to copy the book herself, on the one hand, the child was going to travel tomorrow, and it was a bit reluctant to let her stay up late to copy the book.

On the other hand, given the child's reading and writing speed, he may not be able to finish copying it in one night. If he copies some key content incorrectly, it will cause problems later.

Muti chuckled and started choosing among several books.

After careful consideration, Muti finally chose the book of sword techniques carefully summarized by her mother.

"Just this one!"

Amos: “…”

If Muti had chosen this book two years ago, he would have been very happy, but now, he just felt a heart attack...

Early next morning.

After hugging and bidding farewell to the unhappy Amos, the fully armed Muti left home carrying a large package and fish balls.

They first came to the door of the meeting hall and met Muxiang who was waiting there earlier.

She took out her pocket watch and checked the time. When the hands pointed to the agreed time, the professor walked out of the meeting room on time and appeared in their sight.

"I have completed the report to the guild and arranged the airship to Metabetat." Seeing that the two arrived on time, the professor nodded with satisfaction. "But before we set off, there is one thing I need Miss Muxiang to try. Come with me."

After saying this, he turned around and led the way.

Muti and Muxiang looked at each other and hurried to catch up.

The professor didn't just ask them to help casually, but went through the proper procedures and paid them. As their employer, he naturally had to follow them throughout the process.

The group walked all the way to the vicinity of the Great Library, in front of a huge building.

On the surrounding streets, many young people dressed in scholar's robes were walking quietly. Most of them were holding drawings, scrolls, books and other things in their hands. When they saw the professor, they all bowed and saluted.

The "cultured" atmosphere, completely different from that of the hunters' gathering place and training camp, made Muti and the others' footsteps become a little lighter.

This is the Academy.

A few years ago, the guild took the lead in establishing an academic education institution jointly with several major academic institutions such as the Royal Paleontological Scribes Team, the Ancient Dragon Observatory, and the Dragon Calendar Academy. It aims to cultivate young scholars, compilers, and various types of professional talents.

As one of the founders of the academy, the professor holds a high status. His student Eric is also a well-known figure in the academy, although his reputation may not be particularly positive.

Following closely behind the professor, I entered the gate of the academic academy.

Muti looked around curiously. She grew up in Dongdoruma and could be considered a native, but this was her first time entering this place.

The academy is not a semi-public facility like a public bar. If they were not led by the professor, the two of them would not be able to enter.

There are huge bookcases everywhere, specimens of various creatures, and countless classrooms and laboratories.

"The bookshelf is full of forests, and the ancient books are full of fragrance." Muxiang said to herself.

A dragon scholar passing by her paused, turned and stared at her in surprise, "This isn't a word from the common language. Are you a survivor of the Moon City?"

"Looking at her appearance, she does seem to have blood from over there." Another person traveling with the scholar also came closer, pushing up his glasses, as if he was looking at some rare specimen.

"No, I'm not." Muxiang, who was immersed in the unique cultural atmosphere of the academy a second ago, was so scared that she stuttered.

Muti even scratched his head and said, "Ah, my head feels itchy."

Chapter 255 Gugu

Seeing that Muxiang was "entangled" by someone, the professor came over to rescue her.

“She’s from Yanhuo Village. Judging from her age, you should know that even if her parents are survivors of Yuedu, they were born after Yuedu’s destruction.

If you want to find a lesson from her, you might as well go directly to Yanhuo Village, where the real Yuedu survivors should be living."

The professor frowned at the two men and reprimanded them, neither too harshly nor too softly, "You are both accomplished scholars. Don't just believe everything you hear. Think deeply about everything."

The two scholars, who didn't look like students at all, immediately bowed their heads and accepted the instruction. After apologizing to Muxiang, they left together.

Glancing at Muxiang, whose expression was still a little stiff, the professor explained, "The functions of major academic organizations differ slightly.

In addition to cultivating young people, the academic academy's more important mission is academic theoretical research. It is not an exaggeration to say that it gathers nerdy scholars from major organizations. From the perspective of ordinary people, there will be many weird people.

If you encounter a similar situation again, just refuse directly without being too polite. "

Muxiang nodded slightly.

Before the professor finished speaking, several young men who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, about the same age as Eric, came over cautiously with cameras and measuring tapes in hand.

"Is this a Fanghound? It's much bigger than the one the teacher brought before."

"Could it be that he has Loud Wolf bloodline?"

"Mister Hunter, is this fang hound your hunting partner? Can we take a few photos and measure its dimensions?"

Muxiang's body, which had relaxed awkwardly, tensed up again.

If it was someone as rude as the one just now, she would have refused directly as the professor suggested, but these young people were quite polite, which made her feel a little embarrassed to refuse.

"Hulu——"

Xiang suddenly turned around, baring his fangs and growling at the students.

Yuwan, who was squatting on its head, also meowed in a low voice.

Although Yuwan's original intention was to intimidate Xiang and remind it not to act recklessly, in the eyes of those young students, it was just a dog and a cat turning around at the same time and growling at them.

"Yes, sorry!"

Several people were frightened and ran away.

A human-like smug grin appeared on Xiang's dog face, and then Yuwan hit him on the forehead with his claw.

“That’s how it should be.”

The professor gestured to Muxiang at the retreating figures in the distance, "The academy is full of people with an excessive thirst for knowledge. If you agree to a group of them, more and more people will come over.

Then, not only will the Fang Hound be measured, but Muti’s height might be measured as well.”

"I see……"

Upon hearing this, Muxiang Muti followed the professor even more closely. Both of them were not good at saying no, and they just hoped to use the professor's "reputation" to block out some curious glances.

Several people came to a shed on the roof of the main building of the academic institute. Before entering, they could smell a fishy odor.

"This is it." The professor stopped and said, "This is the shed where we raise birds like pigeons and petrels..."

“Gah!”

A sharp hissing sound came from inside the shed.

Muti was puzzled. "Is that... the cry of a carrier pigeon?"

"We also raise some other creatures temporarily," the professor said calmly, "like pterosaurs from the New World."

"I've heard of that!" Muti said, looking a little excited. "Are we going to take that action?"

"Of course not. Operating a pterosaur requires specialized training, and we don't have that much time." The professor said, entering the shed first.

He looked up and around and whistled.

"Plop!"

Feathers flew everywhere, and a flock of pigeons almost buried the professor.

"Go away, go away!"

The professor waved his hand to drive away the enthusiastic pigeons, then said to Muxiang with a helpless look on his face, "That kid always stays on the top of the shed. I thought you should be familiar with how to drive them, so I brought you here."

Muxiang looked up as the professor pointed, and on the beam on the roof of the shed, she saw a round and chubby figure with gray and white feathers.

The originally confused expression suddenly became friendly. Muxiang bent her index finger, put it to her lips and made a sharp whistle.

On the beam, the big bird that was dozing with its eyes closed suddenly woke up with a start, flapped its wings, and flew closer with a "whoosh!" and landed on Muxiang's outstretched arm.

Muxiang smiled, stretched out her finger, and stroked the bird's big round face. The big bird also narrowed its eyes and rubbed her finger affectionately.

"What kind of bird is this?" It was the first time that Muti saw such a "round" bird, and he couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Fukumu Rabbit," Muxiang said with a smile. "I think its scientific name is Owl? It's a species unique to the Land of Fire, and a great partner for Fire Hunters."

"To be precise, it's a special species called the 'Fire Owl,'" the professor corrected. "It may be due to the special high-energy environment of the Fire Land, which gives it a higher IQ than other types of birds of prey.

They can even understand human language and communicate with hunters in real time through calls of varying lengths, thus serving as aerial reconnaissance.

The number of Fire Owls is very small, and the Academy had to use some favors to get a young bird from the Fire Village.

(Fukuki rabbit cub)

We tried to tame it using the same methods as we tame pigeons, petrels, and peregrine falcons. It grew quite fast, but it never listened to us.

A scholar suggested finding a hunter from Yanhuo Village to train it, and this method proved to be effective, but when the Yanhuo hunter returned, it ignored everyone again.

At this point, the professor looked at Muxiang thoughtfully and said, "When I met you yesterday, I remembered this matter, so I asked you to try it. I didn't expect it to really listen to you.

Why is this happening? Is it because the whistle sounds different? Or is it because we were both born and raised in the Land of Fire, and our auras are similar, so it can sense it?"

After mumbling to himself for a while, the professor raised his head again and continued, "In short, if it can follow your command and help with aerial reconnaissance, our search work will be much easier."

Muxiang nodded confidently.

As a hunter from Yanhuo Village, she once raised a Fukuki rabbit. Unfortunately, not long after arriving in the Old World, the Fukuki rabbit died due to reasons such as acclimatization.

She was sad for a long time because of this, and completely gave up the idea of ​​bringing another Fukubi rabbit from Yanhuo Village.

The child in front of me grew up in the Old World, so there shouldn't be any problems with his health.

When she first came to the Old World a few years ago, she felt uncomfortable in many ways, and the main reason was that she lost Fukuki Rabbit.

You know, the hunters in Yanhuo Village almost never train in tracking skills. Before coming to the Old World, she had never even used a dye ball.

With Fukuki Rabbit helping to keep an eye on things from the sky, there was no need to worry about tracking the monsters.

"What's the child's name?" Muxiang asked the professor while stroking the big bird on her arm.

"Our people named it 'Gugu', but it seems that it doesn't like this name. The Fire Hunter who helped us train it called it Mochi."

"Mochi?"

"Gu~!"

"So good." Muxiang rubbed its round head twice and said to the professor with a smile, "This child hasn't fully grown up yet, so let me take care of it.

It will become an excellent Fukubiki rabbit."

Fukubi came closer and nuzzled her cheek affectionately.

At this moment, the professor suddenly felt something was wrong.

He asked Muxiang to come because he wanted Muxiang to command the Fukumu rabbit in this operation and help with the aerial search, not to find a new owner for the Fukumu rabbit.

The team responsible for the ecological research on the Fukushima rabbit has not yet completed the project.

Why do I feel like this Fukuki rabbit is about to run away with someone?

Chapter 256 Professor's Concerns

If you want to borrow Fukuki Rabbit from other research groups, you naturally have to say hello to them.

After hearing that the professor wanted to borrow it and that a hunter from Yanhuo Village "volunteered to help with training and cultivation", the teacher of the research group agreed very readily.

There was a hint of pity in the professor's eyes as he looked at the teacher. He thought about how the Fukuki rabbit had been indifferent to the latter, and then looked at the rabbit standing on Muxiang's shoulder with an intimate attitude.

I guess when Muxiang wants to return this Fukumu rabbit, the rabbit will fly away by itself.

Forget it, let Muxiang, as the breeder, provide more information such as observation diaries. If that doesn't work, then grant more funding as compensation.

After completing the last preparation before departure, the professor led Muxiang and Muti, who were smiling, onto the airship bound for Metabetat.

After a day and night of uneventful sailing on the (inland) sea, the airboat landed at the port of Metabetat. After dropping off the people, the airboat took off again and embarked on its return journey.

This is a private operation, so there is no official airship accompanying the entire process.