Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

"That's a pretty sound idea," Aolan pondered. "Based on our last experience, they might even send us gifts in return later."

"Really!"

"I don't know either. After all, I only encountered them that once." Aolan spread his hands. "Why don't we ask the professor? He has a wide range of knowledge and his understanding of the Qimian people is definitely deeper than ours."

"That makes sense."

It was already very late, but having encountered such an interesting thing, neither of them felt sleepy and ran excitedly to the professor's tent.

Glancing at the two people who had entered the tent, the professor took the initiative to speak, "Would you like to tell me about your encounter with the Strange-Faced Tribe? Olivia just came to report it to me in detail.

"That's a good response. When encountering intelligent creatures like the Strange-Faced Tribe, trying to communicate is a much smarter approach than recklessly attacking them."

"Hehe." Faced with the professor's praise, Muti was a little proud.

The tent was so low that she couldn't stand up straight, so she simply squatted down with her knees hugged. "Professor, do you think they will come here later?"

"It's possible." The professor spoke with his usual precision. "The Oddfaces, like humans, possess a high degree of intelligence and complex emotions, and their personalities vary from person to person. Their behavior cannot be accurately predicted based on one or two incidents.

But from what Olivia said, is there the same one among the strange-faced people that Orlan had encountered before?

If that's the case, there's a good chance that the strange-faced creature will come looking for us."

At this point, the professor took off his glasses and wiped them with a soft cloth, "If it can come over, it would be great.

Finding out where it got those wings will undoubtedly speed up the investigation."

"Professor, if we need to ask for such complex information, how are we supposed to communicate with the Qimian people?" Orlan, who also couldn't stand up straight, knelt beside Muti. "Body language? Or communicating through patterns?

Muxiang's method is actually quite good. There should be some scholars in the investigation team who are good at drawing, right?"

The professor gave him a strange look and said, "Don't bother. I can speak the language of the Qimian people."

"How come you can speak the language of the Qimian people?"

"Sister Fufu can speak the Chimpanzee language," Muti whispered beside him, "Aunt Gale can speak it too."

Aolang suddenly had an awkward feeling of "it turns out I'm not well-informed". He thought the language of the Qimian people was a very obscure language, but he didn't expect so many people could speak it?

"I have mastered the languages ​​of all intelligent creatures that have come into contact with humans." The professor's tone was calm, without any sense of boasting, as if he was saying "I can walk."

"Can I learn?" Orlan asked suddenly.

Muti immediately gave him a shocked look, "Do you know what you are talking about? Are you still a hunter?"

A smile appeared on the professor's wrinkled face. "Why do you want to learn this?"

"The Strange-Faced Tribe are quite common in the wild, right? If we can master their language and communicate with them when we encounter them, it will not only help avoid conflict and facilitate trade, but we might even have a chance to obtain some crucial clues, just like last time.

I tried to find relevant books after I returned to the city last time, but there were none in the bookstores or the library in Metabetat. I thought it was because the language of the Qimian people was not systematic or too niche.

"That's a great idea." The professor's smile widened, "Whether it's the Old World's Strange-Faced Tribe, Wild Elmeralu, Yuruki, and Forest Raccoons, or the New World's Red Strange-Faced Tribe and Deter.

The languages ​​of the orcs actually have a common origin. As long as you master one, even if you can't communicate smoothly when you meet other orcs, you can still communicate roughly by gestures and guessing.

Therefore, learning the language of the Qimian people is actually a very cost-effective thing. If you are really interested, I will give you two books after you return from this mission, and you can try to learn it on your own."

"Thank you very much." Orlan placed his hands on his thighs and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Mutti can also learn together. It's actually not difficult." The professor looked at Muti who was next to Orlan.

Muti shook his head frantically. "Why should I learn those? I can't do it. Sister Fufu taught me before, and I only learned the phrase 'Gagaya'."

"Tsk." The professor smacked his lips, which was very rare, and looked at Orlan.

"Keep good habits and don't get infected by other hunters."

Chapter 280 The Strange-Faced Tribe Visits Again

Professors always favor young people who are eager to learn.

He took the initiative to teach Aolang some common phrases used by the Qimian people, such as greetings, expressing gratitude, friends, and goodbyes.

Muti slipped away on the pretext of cleaning the blood stains on his armor. It was not easy to make up one's mind to learn a completely unfamiliar language.

At least Muti didn't think he needed to burn his brain dry and force himself to learn the language of the Qimian people.

Neither my father nor my mother nor Grandpa Amos learned this language, and none of the familiar hunter elders in the family had ever heard of anyone who could speak it. But it happened that only Aunt Gail was good at it.

This gave Muti the feeling that "no one in their right mind should learn this."

Aolanze is very enthusiastic about learning the language of the Qimian people.

He tried hard to imitate the professor's lip shape and pronunciation. In order to avoid forgetting, he carefully wrote down the content in the memo he carried with him, intending to organize it into a language learning notebook later.

The professor was quite satisfied with his learning attitude.

This young man did not have the special gift of photographic memory or aural memory, nor did he have Eric's absolute concentration that could even risk his own life.

Compared with those young scholars in the academy, his learning ability can only be said to be average, but among the hunter group, it is really rare.

Arm your body with muscles and weapons, and arm your mind with knowledge.

Going deep into danger alone, hunting down monsters and completing the investigation at the same time, this is what his ideal hunter should be like!

The model of pairing one hunter with one compiler that the guild is now vigorously promoting is, to put it bluntly, the result of a failure to promote quality education among the hunter community. The guild chose to settle for the second best and let the hunter carry a knowledge pendant.

The New World Ancient Dragon Investigation Team proved the efficiency of this "combination of force and intelligence" model.

But he firmly believed that if the hunter and the compiler could be combined into one, and given a higher degree of on-the-spot decision-making authority, the efficiency of resolving various situations would definitely be higher!

Olangko had no idea how high the professor's expectations of him were. He had already memorized the few words and short sentences the professor had just taught him, so he asked the professor to teach him more.

It doesn't involve grammar, it's not difficult to just remember a few pronunciations.

Moreover, according to the professor, the language structure of the Qimian people is simple. We can simply use the vocabulary of the Qimian people with the grammar of the human common language. Even if the meaning is not accurate after repeated use, basic communication will not be a big problem.

Before I knew it, it was midnight.

The professor glanced at his pocket watch and said to Orlan, who was reviewing his notes, "Come on, let's go outside. If any of the Strange-Faced Tribe really intend to come, they'll be here soon."

An old man and a young boy left the tent.

He drove the two young scholars who were still reading by the campfire back to their tents, and said hello to Muxiang, who was on duty, and asked her to keep an eye on the hounds.

Under the professor's arrangement, the entire camp became quiet and empty.

This is to minimize the nervousness of the visiting strange-faced people. It can be seen that the professor attaches great importance to this "meeting".

Muti emerged from her tent.

She had no interest in learning the language of the Qimian people, but she was still enthusiastic about watching the fun and making friends with them.

The professor glanced at her and said nothing.

After all, although the previous action of sending meat was suggested by Olivia, the person who actually took the lead in carrying it out was Muti, and the strange-faced people should have a good impression of her.

The three of them gathered around the campfire in the center of the camp and waited.

The professor held a scroll covered with ancient characters and read quietly. Orlan reviewed his notes, repeating a few sentences from time to time. Muti looked around, looking for the strange-faced people who might be hiding in the shadows.

A long time passed like this.

Muti suddenly muttered, "I always feel like something is wrong, like there's something nearby."

"Really?" Orlan felt it carefully, "You're probably too nervous."

Suddenly, Muti shouted.

"Olang, look!"

"what?"

Olang was startled by Muti's suddenly raised voice and stood up subconsciously. Even the professor put down the scroll in his hand and looked around.

Muti pointed to a smoker built with large leaves not far away and said, "I haven't checked it for so long. Has the meat in it been oversmoked?"

After two seconds of silence, Aolan let out a long breath. "Not really. Smoking is not grilling. The fire underneath has been extinguished long ago. We can just leave it like that until tomorrow."

Muti didn't respond, but turned his gaze towards the canyon entrance, "Well, the guests are here."

Before she finished her words, several small figures stepped out of the shadows and cautiously entered the survey team's camp.

The professor stood up, put away the scroll, and looked at Muti with hesitation.

Could it be that this girl, after realizing something was amiss, used this method to trick out the strange-faced people who were lurking nearby and observing them?

These strange-faced people may not understand human language, and Muti's sudden shout may easily make them mistakenly think that their whereabouts have been exposed, and thus they will show up on their own initiative.

And that voice was not just shouting randomly. Muti's previous sentence "I feel something is wrong, as if there is something nearby" proved that she must have really noticed something unusual.

There is a view among hunters that people with pure minds and direct thinking will also have sharper perceptions. This is the so-called "intuition of beasts."

He has always believed that this view is unfounded and nonsense.

Is there really such a saying?

Otherwise, why didn't he and Orlan notice anything, but it was Muti who noticed something was wrong in advance?

There was no time to think about it in detail, as the strange-faced people had already arrived in front of them. The professor had to collect his thoughts and turn his gaze to the late-night visitors, observing them silently.

The one walking in front and leading the way was the strange-faced man with a glass bottle inlaid on his mask. The glass bottle that Muti had just given him was also inlaid symmetrically on it, looking like a pair of strange horns.

When he saw Orlan and Muti, the strange-faced creature looked very excited. He started dancing and pointing at the glass bottle on the mask and howling.

Olang was confused, but Muti took the initiative to reach out and shake hands with it.

There were two other members of the Qimian tribe traveling with it. One was slightly larger, with a mask of rather intricate design. On his back was an axe made from polished dragon bones, which was much more sophisticated than the tattered swords used by ordinary Qimian tribe members.

The other one is an old Qimian tribe member who is only elderly. It is difficult for people who are not familiar with the Qimian tribe to judge the age of the Qimian tribe member from their appearance. The professor also saw this from its paler skin color and the details on the mask.

"Olang, what is it saying?" After shaking hands with the cheerfully jumping strange-faced creature, Muti asked Olang.

Aolan was helpless. "I have only learned a few words. How can I translate for you?"

The professor spoke at this time, "It asked you what this 'shiny container' is called, and it plans to change its name to this in the future.

"Glass bottle!" Muti pointed at the glass bottle on the mask and said word by word, "This is called a glass bottle!"

"Bul, force, stick?"

"Glass, bottle!" Muti tried to correct its pronunciation, but it was obviously not an easy task. One man and one of the strange-faced tribe heads huddled together, muttering.

"I'm sorry and thank you for the food." A voice sounded, a little vague, but clearly in the common language of mankind.

Aolan looked in surprise. The one who spoke was the smaller one among the other two strange-faced people.

Did the other side also bring an interpreter?

The professor had no time to pay attention to Muti who was tossing the "glass bottle" over and over again. The two strange-faced people didn't care about the silly young fellow. Seeing that the professor could use the strange-faced language fluently, they immediately started communicating back and forth.

The language of the Qimian people is straightforward and the information density of their words and sentences is not high. The professor can easily do two things at the same time. While communicating with them, he can also find time to translate a few simple sentences for Orlan.

"They are the leaders and elders of the tribe. They came here to thank us for the food we gave them and brought gifts in return."

"They asked us why we came here."

"Hmm? They hope we can do them a favor. In return, their tribe will fully assist us in the investigation?"

Chapter 281 Star Beast

The professor was quite interested in the request of the elder of the strange-faced tribe.

According to the elders and leaders, the number of members in their tribe is close to three digits, and their activities cover hundreds of square kilometers.

Like the vast majority of orcs, the Qimian tribe has no habit of bragging or lying. This can be considered a fairly large Qimian tribe, and they are truly indigenous.

With their help, there is almost nothing in this forest that they cannot find.

"What do you need us to do?" the professor replied in the language of the Qimian people. "Help you collect more food? Or help you defeat a powerful enemy?"

The professor said as he thought about it.

The social structure of the Qimian people is relatively primitive and simple, and almost all of their needs revolve around one core - survival.

From this perspective, the requests of the strange-faced people should not go beyond those options.

Considering that the area where the Qimian tribe is active overlaps with the dragon-slaying tribe that the hunters killed during the day, the probability of them asking hunters for help in hunting the dragon-slaying tribe is quite high.

If that's the case, that would be great.

You have to know that the Strange-Faced Tribe is very trustworthy and will not go back on their word just because their request is met early. This means that the investigation team does not have to do anything extra and directly gets a large group of good helpers who are familiar with the environment.

However, the real request of the strange-faced people was somewhat different from the professor's guess.