Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

"The only pity is that the scar is a little too big. The highest point of the scar is close to half a centimeter. I suggest cutting off the scar and re-suturing the epidermis." The old doctor shook his head.

Xianglan, who was so proud a second ago, jumped up in dissatisfaction, "How did it get bigger now? Meow! That place was used to insert a catheter to collect pus and blood, meow!

Besides, the scar isn't on my face! Healing is definitely the priority, so I don't have time to worry about aesthetics!

The old doctor looked at the blue Elu in surprise. From the latter's indignant tone, he could guess that it was this Elu who treated the young hunter's wound.

He smiled and comforted her, "It's not that there's any problem with treating the wound. After all, we're out in the wild, with limited conditions and no chance of rest. The injured person also needs to travel through mountains and rivers. No one can handle it better than you.

But the presence of scars does not only affect appearance. Scars that are too severe can easily cause skin cracking and increase risks.

It is impossible to completely remove such a large scar, and re-suturing the epidermis is only done to make the skin stronger when it heals, not for aesthetic reasons.

Xianglan choked and muttered softly, "That does make sense, meow. I'm too lazy to do this kind of thing myself, meow. Just let Xiao Aolan take care of it for you, meow."

After saying that, it crawled out of the screen that blocked its view and ran out.

Aolan also stood up and nodded apologetically to the old doctor. "My companions are still outside and have some things to take care of later. Can I come back to you later to treat the scar?"

"of course."

The old doctor continued to smile. "Is that Elu your hunting partner? Your medical skills are truly impressive."

"No, no, that should be called an elder." After a brief explanation, Aolan said goodbye to the doctor and walked out of the clinic.

Muti and Muxiang, who was leading Xiang, were waiting outside.

Seabuckthorn and Fish Ball were not there. One of them locked himself in the room and was busy rebuilding the "Fire Dragon No. 9" from scratch.

The other one would try to hide whenever possible in situations where Xianglan was present, so as to avoid being caught by the latter and taught some "essential tips for girls' hair care."

Xianglan, who had just lost a little face and ran away, fell into Muti's hands.

Muti pinched Xianglan's armpits with both hands, lifted her above her head, and shook her gently from side to side. As she moved, Xianglan's body, which was stretched unusually long by gravity, swayed in waves.

"Look, Olang! Aunt Xianglan's body is so soft!" Muti smiled and swayed from side to side.

Aolan: “…”

He was not very good at responding to this.

When facing Muti, Xianglan was obviously more patient than with others, and acted more like an elder.

It stretched out its paw pads and patted Muti's forehead twice, neither lightly nor heavily. "Okay, meow, put me down, meow. I have something to say, meow."

Seeing that Xianglan's tone became serious, Muti stopped playing and gently put Xianglan back on the ground.

Xianglan stepped back a few steps, looked Muti up and down several times, and nodded with satisfaction, "Looks very energetic, meow. Your parents will be happy to see this, meow."

As it spoke, it took out the portable camera that it never left behind and took a full-body photo of Muti.

Muti, who was not used to the camera, subconsciously tilted his body back, resulting in a very strange picture.

Xianglan: "...Stand still! Retake the photo, meow!"

Faced with Aunt Xianglan's sudden sternness, Muti had no choice but to do as he was told.

After taking Muti's photo, Xianglan looked at Aolang and said, "Take one for yourself too, meow."

"I?"

Orlan pointed at himself and without thinking much, walked to Muti's side.

Xianglan raised her camera and was about to press the shutter, but then she put it down again. "Stand away, meow. Don't be in the same frame with Muti. This is for your own good, meow."

Orlan curled his lips and did as he was told.

"And you, meow." After taking a picture of Aolan, Xianglan looked at Muxiang again.

"Do I have a share too?"

"You are companions of a team, and you took the photo together, meow."

Three photos were shown to Muti's parents, which can be said to be all the members of Muti's team.

But if you only show two photos, it might mean something different. You know, Muti's parents usually act in pairs now...

After spending some time together, it has a pretty good impression of Orlan, so it won't trick him anymore, meow.

After taking photos of the group, Xianglan put away her portable camera, looked at Muti and said, "Seeing that you are fine, I feel relieved.

It's almost time to go back, meow. Remember to write to your parents when you have time, meow. Even though it might take six months or a year for them to receive it, it's better than no news at all, meow."

After saying that, it looked at Muxiang and said, "Your hound has grown so big. It must have extraordinary physical talents. It should have great potential to be tapped. Remember to give it more responsibilities.

If you don't know how to add it, then add the ammunition box. "

"Woof?!"

"I understand. Thank you for your guidance, senior."

"As for you, meow." Xianglan finally turned to look at Aolan, "The materials from that Thousand Blade Dragon should be enough for you to build a set of armor, plus a weapon, meow.

I know you have a wide variety of weapons, but I suggest you build a Tachi. As physical Tachi, the Thousand Blades Dragon Tachi and the Swift Dragon Tachi are on par with each other.

"Thank you, Master Xianglan."

Ao Lang bowed to express his gratitude. Although this was his own plan, he should be grateful for the other party's willingness to give him advice.

"That's it then. I'm leaving, meow!"

After saying this, Xianglan set up the kite and flew away in the wind.

"Aunt Xianglan, are you planning to fly all the way back to Mom?" Muti blinked in confusion as he watched Xianglan's figure soar into the sky. "Thousands of kilometers..."

"That can't be." Ao Lang shook his head decisively. "That's the direction of the dock. Lady Xianglan should be going to take the airship."

"But the distance from here to the pier is less than a kilometer, right? Wouldn't it be more convenient to walk there?"

"But it's more handsome this way."

Chapter 264 An unexpected surprise

Xianglan's departure was somewhat sudden, and Ao Lang couldn't help feeling regretful.

It has the ability to fly, is good at reconnaissance, and possesses top-notch first aid and support capabilities. Even its relatively weak frontal combat capabilities are better than most hunting cats and even hunters.

With it, not to mention how much the overall strength of the entire team will be improved, the safety alone will be improved to an unknown level.

During this jungle investigation mission, if Lady Xianglan had not acted in time, they would have all died at the hands of the Thousand Blade Dragon.

Since then, he has shown genuine respect and gratitude towards Lady Xianglan, and his attitude has naturally become more respectful. Because of this, Seabuckthorn and Eric always felt that he was flattering Lady Xianglan for the purpose of exploiting her.

Perhaps it was because his attitude had become more respectful that Lady Xianglan had indeed become more talkative, leaving him speechless...

Looking at Xianglan's back as she rode away in the wind, Aolan placed his hands on his chest and bowed slightly, performing the desert people's farewell gesture. Then, he raised his hand and extended it, offering the nomadic people's common farewell blessing.

"The wind and sand will guide you."

At this moment, a strong wind blew and flew over the pier. Xianglan, who was about to land, was blown away to an unknown place in an instant.

In the distance, I could still seem to hear a scream of "Meow!"

Muti and Muxiang looked at him at the same time.

"Is this some curse unique to desert peoples?"

"Amazing skills, I am terrified."

Aolan: “…”

Jokes aside, everyone knew that it was just a sudden gust of wind, which would at most make Xianglan flustered for a while.

Running over to show concern at this time is not called caring, it is called rushing to the scene to laugh at her. For Xianglan's self-esteem, it is better to pretend not to see it.

Muti suddenly stretched out his hand towards Muxiang and shouted, "The wind and sand will lead the way for you!"

"Xin Jilanai!" Mu Xiang cooperated very well, covering her chest. After stumbling a few steps, she raised her hands high. "You are so arrogant!"

"Ugh! My eyes!"

"..."

Aolan was speechless for a moment, and Lian Xiang even folded his ears back.

This game might be too childish for dogs, but just right for young people?

"Okay, stop playing for now."

Seeing that passers-by were looking at him strangely, Ao Lang quickly stopped the two guys who had become childish after staying in their hometown for a long time.

He patted the large package on his back and said, "I need to deliver the Thousand Blade Dragon materials to the workshop. Placing the order and taking the measurements will probably take quite a while. Should you two go back to the gathering place first?"

Muti thought for a moment and said, "I should go to the workshop too. Even though it's only been a few months since I was promoted to four-star, why do I feel like the monsters I face aren't four-star?

This time, when I encountered the Dragon Slayer, I felt that the defense team's improved gun rifle was a bit out of date. I plan to ask the boss for their opinions on what weapons to replace them with."

It is common for hunters to ask for advice from familiar craftsmen when choosing equipment.

Although craftsmen are not the direct users of equipment, experienced craftsmen know as much about weapons and armor as hunters do.

Muxiang tilted her head and said, "I don't have any need to make equipment at the moment, but Xiang does. This kid is still using the most basic equipment.

I have accumulated a lot of scraps from various monsters, but I wonder if the craftsmen here have mastered the technology to forge Fanghound equipment."

"Let's go and ask. The owner of the workshop we went to has very good craftsmanship. If the structure is not too complicated and there are blueprints, it should be possible?" said Muti.

Muxiang nodded.

The three people and the dog walked along the street and soon arrived at the "Metabay Hammer" workshop near the dock.

"Excuse me!" Muti pushed the door open first.

Bali, who was most familiar with them, didn't seem to be there. Standing behind the counter was her elder brother Alman.

Seeing that it was them, Alman came out from behind the counter enthusiastically.

He grabbed Orlan's hand and shook it vigorously twice, "Thanks to your help, my father and I went to Dongdoruma and successfully met the Tail Hammer Dragon.

Ah~, the feeling of a living monster is really different. Nature's hammer really lives up to its reputation! "

After a long sigh, he nodded vigorously, "After returning from this trip, my father got an inspiration and is now locking himself in the studio to immerse himself in design. I guess the blueprint for the new Tail Hammer Dragon Hammer will be out soon!

All this is thanks to you all!

Ah... Sorry for talking so much on my own. Is there anything you need?"

Aolan's face stiffened slightly.

The owner of the workshop is in seclusion, which means that Alman is currently in charge of the workshop?

Although Alman's forging skills are quite good, he himself said that he has no experience in processing monster materials above four stars on his own.

The same thing happened to Muti, who came to seek advice, and Muxiang, who wanted to craft Fanghound equipment. To put it bluntly, all three of them were here for the more experienced workshop owner...

Yarman curiously poked his head out and looked into the large package on the hound's back. "It's so golden. What kind of monster is this made of? I don't think I've ever seen it before."

"This is the material for the Thousand Blade Dragon."

"Uh, I haven't seen it before. How dangerous is that monster?"

"Five stars."

"Uh--"

There was no need for Orlan to say anything. Alman laughed dryly and touched his neck. "I'm not qualified to build equipment of this level on my own. I may need to wait for a while until my father finishes the blueprints."

Perhaps you could consider other workshops? I can introduce you to capable craftsmen."

Aolan looked at his companions and was hesitating when a rude shout suddenly came from the inner room covered by the curtain.

"Useless thing!" The old man with sparse hair lifted the curtain and walked out from the inner room, glaring at Alman angrily, "How can you push guests out!"

"Grandpa..." Alman was so ashamed by the scolding, "Although, Dad is busy and I'm really not sure. I can't waste the rare materials that they worked so hard to get, right?"

"Isn't there still an old man?"

"Huh? Are you willing to take over?" Alman was stunned.

As the previous generation shop owner, the old craftsman's skills are far superior to those of the workshop owner, but his physical strength is limited due to his age. Apart from occasionally accepting orders from upper-level hunters, he has not worked for a long time.

The old craftsman ignored him and turned to look at Aolang and the others, "You took the risk and went through the trouble to bring back a living Tail Hammer Dragon, which inspired my useless son. Our workshop owes you a favor.

If you want to build something, just tell me. I'm old and my hands and feet aren't as fast, so it might take a little longer, but the quality of the finished product is still guaranteed."

This sudden change surprised Orlan.