Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

It can be seen that the hammer user named Buck has much less "respect" for Fu Fu than the heavy crossbow user.

"Sorry." Orlan raised his hand to interrupt them. "Is your hunting group's leader, Saier, a one-handed swordsman? And is he equipped with female fire dragon armor?"

"Oh, yes! You know the boss?" Buck looked over in surprise.

Ao Lang smiled and said, "Well, Senior Sayer went to Rocklark over a year ago. I received a lot of guidance and care from him at that time."

"Oh! I remember what you said. The boss told us that he met a very talented young man in Rocklark. It's you, right?

Huh? But didn’t you say you use a one-handed sword?

"I know a lot of weapons, but I mainly use the katana at the moment." After a brief explanation, Orlan continued, "So, Senior Cell is also in Metabetate now?"

"Him." Buck and Bradley exchanged glances. "Yes, but he's been away these past few days, on a mission alone. Once he returns successfully from this mission, he'll be promoted to five-star."

Aolan's eyes lit up when he heard this. "As expected of Senior Sai Er, we can't fall behind."

Muti nodded heavily, "That's right! Strive to be promoted to four stars before the end of the month!"

"You two are also going to be promoted to four stars?!" Buck and Bradley looked over in surprise. The youngest, Barry, couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!"

Although three-star hunters in their teens and twenties are rare, they are not too uncommon. Saier was promoted to three stars at around this age, and the other two were a little slower, reaching the level when they were in their early twenties.

But I heard that Muti had been at Samsung for two years, which means he was promoted to Samsung at the age of seventeen, which is a completely different matter.

Looking at Muti's silly grin, Buck subconsciously wanted to sigh, "She's worthy of being the daughter of those two," but he noticed that the weapon behind Muti was not a broadsword or a katana, but a completely unrelated gunpowder rifle.

The exclamation that was about to come out of his mouth was stopped abruptly. After a two-second pause, he changed his words to "It's really awesome!"

After they had eaten and drunk and discussed their situations, Aolan turned the topic to something he was concerned about.

He lowered his voice a bit and said, "Two brothers, you have been in Metabetat for a long time. What do you think of the guild here? Do you think it is a bit..."

"Strange, isn't it?" Bradley said with a smile, "The rooms are luxurious and cheap, the food and drinks in the tavern are surprisingly affordable, and even the signage lady is incredibly welcoming.

Everything is too good, are you worried there's a hidden agenda or a trap?"

".Yeah." Bradley's words were very blunt, so blunt that Orlan looked a little embarrassed.

"It's not surprising that you have such concerns. To be honest, we were more suspicious than you when we first arrived." Bradley said with a smile.

Buck also came closer and winked, saying, "After the boss saw the room, he repeatedly confirmed the price but didn't dare to stay there directly. He ran out and asked around before he slowly felt relieved."

"So, there's no hidden agenda or purpose? It's simply that the guild here treats you particularly well?"

"That's about right." Bradley took a sip of his wine. "It's not like it's completely without purpose. You know this city was destroyed over a decade ago, right?"

Olang and Muti nodded in unison.

“Most of the older generation of local hunters died in that disaster, and it’s difficult for the new generation of hunters to grow up in the ruins.

After all, a hunter training camp cannot be set up on a piece of land. For example, Bali, although a native of Metabetate, can only go to Giovadreo to study and receive basic hunter training.

Coupled with the city's special geographical location, it is easily attacked by monsters, resulting in a long-term shortage of hunters in New Metabetat.

To address this situation, the guild headquarters has poured a lot of resources into this area over the years, but honestly, there aren't many hunters who are truly willing to stay and take root."

At this point, Bradley paused, his expression becoming somewhat subtle. "It wasn't until last year, when the old president retired and the new president took office, that the Metabetat Guild began what could be described as radical reforms.

The reconstruction of the training camp was suspended and a large amount of resources were diverted to the expansion of the assembly hall.

The originally simple and practical meeting hall has become huge and luxurious. Just looking at the rooms, you can tell that a lot of money was invested.

Then, a series of preferential policies were introduced to attract young hunters from all over the country, as well as traveling hunters, in the most utilitarian way possible.”

When the other party said this, Ao Lang understood.

The decision to slow down the rebuilding of training camp may seem radical, but it is actually very critical.

Even if they poured resources into building the training camp, what about the instructors? Even if they were hired from other cities at high salaries, it would still take several years at the earliest for the first batch of novice hunters to graduate.

New graduates cannot become combat forces immediately. Picking mushrooms and herbs, and subduing a few velociraptors are the limits of what novice hunters can do.

Due to lack of experience and other reasons, newcomers are also very likely to encounter danger. If they are not led by veterans, the casualty rate of newcomers can cause the instructors to suffer cardiopulmonary arrest.

Safety is one aspect, and growth rate is another. Just like Bali, under the leadership of several seniors of the Pioneer Hunting Group, her growth rate will far exceed that of novices of the same age.

In fact, this is the case in guilds everywhere. Experienced hunters will consciously help and protect the growth of novices, passing on their experience and skills from generation to generation.

But the problem is that the Metabetat Guild has been short-staffed for years, and the backlog of tasks has not been resolved in time. The veterans are almost exhausted, and even if they want to train newcomers, they are powerless.

Therefore, the new president decided to suspend the reconstruction of the training camp, leaving the limited resources for the ready-made combat force, and attract a large number of hunters and traveling hunters from all over the country through preferential policies to set up the framework first.

The Pioneer Hunting Group was attracted by these preferential policies.

After enjoying Metabetat's luxurious rooms, various preferential treatments, and unique city atmosphere, they would feel uncomfortable returning to their original city.

Even if not everyone chooses to stay for a long time, it is good that some can stay, which will truly enrich the strength of the Metabetat Guild.

After a few years, when cohesion gradually forms, they will become true "local hunters".

At this time, the training camp should be free to rebuild and start sending in new players in batches to grow with the help of veterans.

With more hunters, the city will become safer, the rich natural resources of the dense forest can be developed, and merchants will gather, further promoting urban development and forming a virtuous circle.

"That's a very good reform," Orlan praised heartily. "I'm starting to wonder what kind of person the new president is."

Hearing this, Buck, Bradley, and Barry all turned their eyes towards the task counter.

Noticing their gazes, the dragon-man poster girl turned around and gave them a sweet smile.

Aolan: “.”

I just feel like there's something wrong with that poster girl!

".So the guild master here is even the poster girl himself?"

Buck shrugged. "That wasn't the case originally. I heard the original poster girl got pregnant and went home to give birth to her second child. They couldn't find a suitable replacement, so the president brought her daughter over and took part in the show himself.

Unexpectedly, it was well received, and she started working there on her own."

Aolan held his forehead, not knowing what to say.

He just thought that Miss Noah was a little weird before, and a little too enthusiastic as a poster girl, but now he inexplicably began to admire her. What was going on?

Chapter 168 Fluctuating Favorability

After understanding the situation, Ao Lang finally put his mind at ease.

To be honest, when he saw the overly enthusiastic poster girl and the unreasonably luxurious hunter's cabin, he wanted to drag Muti away quickly to avoid getting involved in any strange incidents.

Now it seems that he was worrying too much.

Muti didn't think too much about it. She was already immersed in the table full of delicious food.

Metabetat is close to the sea on the east and surrounded by dense forests on the other three sides. This geographical location "embracing nature" makes it vulnerable to monster attacks, but the richness of its natural resources is unmatched by most areas.

Take the giant matsutake mushroom that Muti is stuffing into his mouth.

Orlan had seen this thing once in Lockrak. It was said to be an extremely rare treasure from the sea of ​​trees. In order to preserve it to the greatest extent, the merchant buried it in the soil and transported it together with a large pot by airship. There was also a tree planted in the pot. If you didn't know, you would think it was a potted plant. Naturally, the price was shockingly high.

But here, they are fried in butter on an iron plate and served on a large plate.

The menu was filled with countless seafood and land delicacies. Even with Muti's appetite, it was impossible for him to try everything in three or five meals.

He didn't know whether the tactic of the poster girl president using living conditions to attract hunters would work on others, but Muti had been tricked. He probably wouldn't want to leave unless he went through the menu twice from beginning to end.

"Let's not talk about the enjoyment of eating, drinking and having fun. How are the missions and transportation here?" Orlan continued to inquire.

As the brain shared by the two, he needs to think more.

Bradley smiled and said, "There are endless tasks to complete. The Great Forest is right at the door. To the northwest is the Shuretson Hills, and to the northeast is the Kulbutios Wetlands. Even a thousand hunters wouldn't be enough to fill these three large hunting grounds.

To be honest, the transportation is not as convenient as Dondoruma, but it’s okay. After all, the hunting ground is right at the doorstep.

At your age, you are about to be promoted to four stars. I believe you are the type of people who are diligent in completing tasks. President Noah likes people like you the most.

If they're just here to lie down for the perks, they're pure slackers who don't even bother picking mushrooms. Even though the guild leader usually jumps around, he can be quite scary when he gets angry."

Ao Lang nodded, feeling more at ease.

Letting Muti eat slowly, he left his seat alone and walked towards the task counter.

Noticing his approach, Noah, who was idly playing with little Lillian, immediately perked up and looked over with bright eyes.

When registering for the mission before, she secretly took a look at the hunter notes of these two people and made up her mind at that time. Good guys, even if it means selling her body, she must keep these two people!

"Madam President."

"You can call me little Noah~." Noah held her cheek with one hand, blinked her eyes, and made a cute pose.

"." As if he saw something dirty, Orlan's face wrinkled.

"Um, sorry, you're not used to this style, right?" Noah rubbed his face, picked up a pair of plain glasses from behind the counter and put them on, folded his hands gracefully in front of his belly, and put on a formal smile with a hint of alienation.

"Mr. Orlan, how can I help you?"

Aolan had a headache and wanted the young president to behave himself, but in the end he said nothing to prevent the guy from getting even more excited.

"Madam President, my companions have mentioned before that we are planning to upgrade to four stars in the near future. We have a clear direction for our hunting targets.

So I wanted to ask if there are any suitable tasks. If not, I would like to ask you to remind us when a suitable task appears."

"No problem!" The poster girl president quickly took out a pen and paper. "Whatever your goal or request, just tell me!"

The fact that the poster girl was about to take notes made Orlan feel a bit favorable towards her. "My companion, Muti, is planning to target the Rock Dragon, while I plan to target the Black Wolf Bird or the General Scythe Crab.

There are no other requirements, except that there are no other large monsters nearby, and that they should be avoided as much as possible."

"I see. You guys are planning to update your equipment while getting promoted, right?" The poster girl president threw away the pen and paper in her hand.

"Ms. Muti is a heavy defender, so her target is the Rock Dragon. Mr. Oran is targeting offensive armor. I completely understand!"

Aolan glanced at the paper and pen thrown aside, and the good impression he had just felt a few seconds ago disappeared without a trace, and he was deducted two points.

"Rock dragons are no problem. There aren't any in the dense forest, but they occasionally appear in the Kulbutios Wetlands. If that doesn't work, there's always one in the Latio Volcano. Give me a few days, and I'll get one!

There are black wolf birds in the dense forest, but their numbers are rare, so it depends on luck. The distribution areas of general sickle crabs and rock dragons are similar. I'll think of a way.

But if I'm not mistaken, the equipment you're currently using is the Scorpion S. To be honest, the performance of the Scorpion S as an offensive armor is comparable to the Black Wolf Bird Set and the Sickle Crab Set, so there's not much need to replace it.

However, the black wolf bird material can be used to create a good poison-attribute katana, while the sickle crab material can be used to create a very good physical katana. Perhaps you can consider giving priority to creating new weapons.

By the way, Shadow Spider is also a good choice. It sometimes appears in dense forests, and Shadow Spider materials can be used to create a very good sleeping attribute sword, so it is also a good choice?"

Orlan glanced at the poster girl president in surprise. The first impression of this girl was not very reliable, but she was surprisingly familiar with hunter-related knowledge. She could even recognize such niche equipment as the Scorpion S?

And her advice does make sense.

He currently only has two katanas, the iron sword [Kagura] that he uses most often, and the lightning-attributed katana Zanpakuto made from strange dragon materials.

A mature katana user would feel embarrassed to go out without five, six, seven, or eight katanas with different attributes. Instead of replacing armor, perhaps he should give priority to creating more weapons with different attributes to deal with various situations.

"Then let's do as you suggest. Please keep an eye on these monsters, Rock Dragon, General Scythe Crab, Black Wolf Bird, and Shadow Spider.

We'll rest for a few days, repair our equipment, and restock our supplies, then we'll be ready to take on our promotion mission."

"No problem!"

Although the person was a little strange, his efficient and effective attitude, as well as his detailed and reliable suggestions, made Oran's favorability towards the poster girl president increase again.

After all, the other party is the president of a city hunter guild. It is not easy for him to achieve this step personally.

"Thank you very much for your trouble." Ao Lang nodded to express his gratitude.

"You're welcome! After all, I'm everyone's idol, little Noah~!" She put her hands on her hips, blinked, and made a scissors hand gesture.

"." Orlan looked at her expressionlessly.

Clearly sensing the other party's declining favorability, Noah's expression froze. He put down his hand with a dry laugh and cleared his throat. "Well, everyone at the meeting place says that the poster girl should be more lively. I'm used to it."

As if to help her out, the little poster girl standing next to her, Lillian, suddenly put her hands on her hips and made a scissors sign. "Lillian wants to be an idol that connects everyone when she grows up!"

After hearing the little poster girl's words, Orlan fell silent, his expression gradually softened, and he sighed and said.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Seabuckthorn also poked his head out from behind Orlan's shoulder and sighed in perfect sync.

"Yes, meow. Although she may seem a little bit crazy, isn't this poster girl guild leader actually supporting this guild that has been crippled by disasters in her own way?

As a dragon-human, she looks young, but she might actually be an old lady. She jumps around and acts cute all day long, but who knows the hardship behind it?

Noah, who was moved by Orlan's heartfelt "Thank you for your hard work" a second ago, suddenly had a distorted expression.

She slammed the counter and roared, "Nonsense! I'm really only twenty years old!"