Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

The moment Huang Sulong adjusted his posture and rushed forward again, he suddenly stepped forward, as if swinging a big sword, and slashed with all his strength with the one-handed dagger in his hand that was only seventy or eighty centimeters long (the standard hunter weapon).

The power of this sword certainly couldn't match that of a true greatsword, but it also couldn't be compared to when swinging it with one hand.

The iron blade embedded itself deeply into Huang Sulong's skull, splitting its head open and sending blood mixed with brain matter spurting out.

No creature could endure such injuries. Without even the chance to let out a scream, the yellow velociraptor died quickly and efficiently.

Orlan bent down and stepped on the neck of the yellow speed dragon. He suddenly exerted force with both hands, pulled out the hunter dagger stuck in the skull, and turned around and swung it backwards.

"Drink——!"

The last yellow speed dragon that pounced from behind was hit directly by the hunting knife. Most of its slender neck was cut in half, and it fell to the ground with blood gushing out.

Taking off the blood-soaked face cloth and throwing it aside, Orlan stood among the corpses of several yellow velociraptors, gasping for breath.

The Huangsu dragon group was successfully defeated.

You don't feel it while fighting, but when it's all over, the fatigue comes flooding in like a tide.

After forcing himself to concentrate and completing the stripping of materials and subjugation certificates, Orlan dragged his heavy feet back to the camp.

The camp is not nearby, but on a rocky beach several kilometers away from this oasis.

The reason for not hunting around the camp is to avoid attracting danger. The pile of corpses on the battlefield where we just hunted might attract some carnivorous monsters.

If I did this at the entrance of the camp, I wouldn't be able to sleep well.

Orlan trudged through the sand dunes alone.

At this time, the sun has set and the sky has darkened. The sound of the wind in my ears is getting louder and louder. Within a few hours, the night wind will take away all the heat left by the sun.

By then, temperatures will have dropped by at least 30 degrees, possibly even approaching freezing during the coldest part of the night.

Not until the sun rises again will light and heat return to this sea of ​​sand.

Thinking of the warm campfire, the roasted food, and the comfortable tent, Orlan couldn't help but tighten his windproof headscarf and quickened his pace.

We are almost there. The camp is right in front of us. We can see it by climbing over the sand dunes in front of us.

Climbing up the sand dune using his hands and feet, Orlan suddenly stopped.

Two or three hundred meters away from this sand dune, there is a rocky beach.

There are many wind-eroded rocks standing on the rocky beach. Between the corners and cracks of the rocks, there is a small space that humans can enter, but large monsters find it difficult to get into. That is where the hunter camp is located.

At this time, the campfire in the camp was lit, and it was obvious that there were people there, which surprised him a little.

The camps used by the hunters are funded, built and maintained by the guild. They are semi-public facilities. Under the coordination of the guild, it is generally not the case that two groups of hunters use a camp at the same time.

Of course, there are exceptions, such as encountering hunters chasing prey, passing merchants, or travelers seeking shelter, which is not uncommon. The reason for being surprised is simply because of my lack of experience and this is my first time encountering it.

Looking at the campfire, Orlan was silent for a few seconds.

He is not the kind of extrovert who likes to interact with strangers and is certainly not autistic. It is just a pity that he cannot enjoy the campfire and tent alone under the quiet starry sky.

With a light sigh, Orlan half-crouched down, lowered his center of gravity and slid down the sand dune, then continued walking towards the camp.

At this time, the people in the camp seemed to have noticed his arrival.

The man ran out of the camp quickly, waving his arms and shouting at him in a panic.

"Hurry up and go down to the sand, it's dangerous!"

The wind was too loud and the distance was quite far, so Aolan couldn't hear clearly what the man said.

But he took the last word "dangerous" to heart.

The young hunter placed his hand on the grip of his weapon and looked around vigilantly. The view within a hundred meters was clear and there were no obstructions, but he still found nothing.

"Down! Heart. Down!" The people who ran out of the camp continued to shout.

The ground began to vibrate slightly, and Orlan's sight fell on an inconspicuous sandbag in the distance. As the vibration intensified, the sandbag was approaching him at an extremely fast speed.

Realizing something, Orlan immediately spread his legs and ran at full speed towards the rocky beach.

As he ran wildly, the sandbag changed direction and continued to chase him.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. Seeing that the sandbag was about to reach his feet, Orlan jumped forward with all his strength.

At the same time, a terrifying giant mouth that could swallow him in one gulp rushed out of the sand from bottom to top, but bit nothing.

Chapter 3: Eat well to have strength

(The main character's general appearance can be referred to this picture, he is currently younger)

Submarine Dragon!

The moment the huge mouth broke out of the sand, Orlan guessed the identity of the monster hiding under the sand.

This monster can swim freely in the sand sea and has a very large range of activities. It is not easy to find its traces from the surface, so it is difficult to determine its habitat and specific range of activities.

For example, there is absolutely no information about the presence of the Submarine Dragon in the documents for this assessment mission.

This was the guild's negligence. If I can get back safely this time, I will definitely ask for some compensation from that mustache-faced president!

Aolan complained in his heart, but his movements were not slow at all. He jumped up with his arms and continued to run towards the rocky beach.

As an apprentice hunter who had not yet been officially promoted to one star, it was the first time for him to see a monster like the Submarines.

But the teacher had described the habits of this monster to him.

The most dangerous thing is to lurk at the bottom of the sand and suddenly rush out to attack.

Once they reach the sand, their movements will become much slower and their attack mode will mainly be a reckless charge. As long as you stay calm, it won't be too difficult to avoid them.

The best way to avoid their attacks is to come to solid rocky ground without yellow sand.

Although the dinosaurs have the ability to walk on the ground, just like fish don't like to go ashore, they also instinctively refuse to leave the sand.

Once they leave the soft sand, their movements become extremely sluggish and slow, and they can be easily thrown off at the speed of a human running.

So you have to run towards the rocky beach, and once you reach that rocky beach, you will be safe!

The dinosaur, which had bitten nothing in its surprise attack, shook its head, twisted its short body, and turned around.

Its small and somewhat deformed eyes were fixed on Orlan's fleeing back. Its flat and long tail like an eel was swinging, and it began to speed up and chase the prey in its eyes.

"Quick! Quick!"

On the rocky beach, the young man who warned him waved his hands vigorously at him.

It was not easy to run on the soft sand, but fortunately, as a native local, Olang had already mastered the skills of moving quickly in the desert. He finally managed to reach the solid rocky beach before the dinosaur caught up with him.

Not daring to stop, he quickly stood up and ran forward for several dozen meters before turning back to confirm the situation.

The sea dragon had stopped chasing and lingered unwillingly in the sand at the edge of the rocky beach for a long time before diving back into the yellow sand and disappearing from sight.

"call--"

Aolan exhaled heavily and sat down on the rocky ground. Only then did he realize that the sky was already dotted with countless stars.

So beautiful.

"Hello!" A face blocked his starry sky.

Orlan raised his hand and covered his eyes with the back of his hand. He didn't really feel like chatting right now.

But the other party obviously misunderstood his meaning, grabbed his raised wrist, and pulled him up from the ground with force.

"Hello, my name is Karim, I'm from Barubare, and as you can see, I'm a traveling merchant!" The young man introduced himself in a familiar manner.

Orlan sighed silently.

At this point, he didn't want to be too rude. After all, the other party had warned him, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he had saved his life.

"Olang, from Loklak."

"You're a hunter, right? So awesome! And that jump you made just now to avoid the monster's sneak attack was so cool!" The young man named Karim spoke quickly and enthusiastically.

It was obvious that the guy in front of him was a typical "social lover". If he were replaced by someone with a more lively personality, he might get along well with him.

But Orlan only felt pain in his ears. "Alright, keep your voice down. That dinosaur hasn't left yet. If we make too much noise and anger it, it might even crawl onto the beach."

“Oh, sorry!” Karim covered his mouth and lowered his voice, but the words did not decrease. “Then let’s go back to the camp and talk in the tent!

Oh, right, that's your hunter camp, right? I was chased by that monster at noon and fled here, and then I got trapped here. I'm not a hunter, so is it against the rules to borrow that camp?"

"It's okay, just clean it up before leaving." Orlan replied weakly.

"That's good! That's good!"

The two of them walked one after the other and arrived at the camp not far away.

"I was planning to make dinner, let's eat together!" Karim seemed to be in a good mood, probably because he had a new friend to chat with.

He sat down cross-legged beside the campfire, took a flat-bottomed cast iron pan from the strap of his huge backpack beside him, and heated it on the campfire.

Orlan's expression became a little strange.

It is common to use a campfire to heat food when traveling, but this is the first time he has seen someone carrying a frying pan and cooking seriously.

Karim hummed a tuneless tune, took out a few things from his bag, and returned to the campfire.

He used a metal spoon to scoop something out of a small can and put it into a frying pan to heat it. It seemed to be some kind of grease, and judging by its color, it should be oil extracted from some kind of animal fat.

After the fat melted and was heated until it started to smoke, he took out two pieces of bacon, each as thick as his palm and bright red in color, and put them in the pan to fry slowly.

After being silent for a while, Orlan finally couldn't help but speak, "You brought bacon with you when you went out?!"

"Hahaha, I'm used to it!" Karim said with a smile as he shook the frying pan, "I've been following the caravan around since I was a kid, doing odd jobs, cooking, and so on.

Everyone says that I can go to the city to be a chef, but I really still like to do business. Let me tell you, my wish is to save money to get a caravan of my own so that I can travel everywhere!

Well, in order to make more money, I separated from the caravan and started my own traveling merchant.

But I have always kept the habit of cooking. People need to eat enough to have strength!"

"I don't object to that." Orlan stared at the bacon frying in the pan and swallowed secretly.

Seeing this, Karim smiled even more happily. When the bacon was almost fried, he cut two large slices of dry bread and put them into the pan to absorb the grease and gravy that seeped out.

Finally, he placed the thick bacon on the equally hot bread and handed a portion to Orlan, saying proudly, "Eat it. I cured this bacon myself."

Ao Lang hesitated for two seconds, and finally said "thank you" and took the food handed to him.

He took a careful bite at first, then sped up and started eating with a "sizzling" sound.

The thick bacon, which is rich in fat and salty flavor, is paired with crispy bread. Although the ingredients are simple, it is irresistible.

"Delicious, right?" Karim picked up his portion, took a big bite, and said with a grin, "Meat, fat, salt, and a staple food—no one can resist this combination!"

Ao Lang nodded in agreement. For a moment, he even wanted to learn how to cook.

A thick portion of bacon and bread is quite large, but that is for ordinary people. As a hunter, Orlan still felt a little unsatisfied after swallowing the last bite of food.

Of course, he wasn't so shameless as to ask the other party to make another one. Just this one meal made him feel embarrassed.

Just as he was thinking about what to give back to the other party, Aolan suddenly realized something was wrong.

Wait? Why does it look like we're having a picnic? We're trapped on this rocky beach by a three-star danger monster!

"Aren't you afraid?" Oran couldn't help but ask Karim.

"What?" Karim took two seconds to realize what he was saying. "Oh, I was really scared before you came, but I'm not scared anymore now."

"why?"

"Because you're not afraid at all, and you're a hunter, right? You'll definitely find a way to get rid of that guy!"

"You think too highly of me. That's a three-star dangerous monster." Orlan covered his face. "I just finished the assessment. I have to return to the gathering hall to complete the settlement before I can be officially promoted to one star. My strength is still two stars behind."

"Hehe, that's what you said, but I can feel that you are very confident. I have a very sharp sense." Karim winked at him.

Aolan fell silent for a long moment before he sighed heavily. "It's embarrassing, but forget it."

As he spoke, he took out a flare from the prop bag on his waist and fired it into the sky.

ps. It’s still the same as before,

Chapter 4 Teacher

Qiankoulong passed away peacefully.

The flare fired by Orlan was not red, which symbolizes emergency rescue, but yellow, which is used to mark the location.