Monster Hunt: Notes from a Hunter

"What a good mother." Gordon sighed.

Pig Chop ignored Gordon's weird words and curiously asked the King of the Strange Face Clan, "Where are you trying to lure them to?"

It thought this trip was just to see what "Fat Blue" looked like, but it turned out to be a inducement operation?

The King of the Qimian Clan waved his hand and motioned for everyone to follow him, and said as he ran: "Fat Lan, the original habitat is not far from our station.

Later, one of them was taken away because of an attack, so my mother took the little one and hid deep underground.

This is very inconvenient. We take the gunpowder and we want to take them back to our station to protect them. "

"Uh meow meow meow meow"

"Furthermore, Fatty Blue will eat rocks and digest crystals, but not stones. The gunpowder he spits out will have many impurities.

If we feed them, the gunpowder with only a small amount of stones and crystals will be very pure and more powerful. "The King of the Strange Face Clan added an explanation.

"Is this considered breeding?" Ancier asked in surprise: "Can the Strange Face Clan already raise such a large monster?"

Master Yuanye corrected: "It's not feeding, it should be said to be a symbiotic relationship, just like ants and aphids. The aphids provide honeydew to the ants as food, and the ants are responsible for protecting the safety of the aphids.

After all, these, um, monsters suspected to be of the Thieving Dragon genus are not under the control of the Qimian Clan, and the Qimian Clan only lure them with food. "

"Symbiosis, living together, what do you mean?" The King of the Qimian Clan repeated the new vocabulary that Master Yuanye just mentioned.

"That's right, we live in symbiosis with Fatty Blue." (This is not an official ecology, it can only be said to be the author's imagination)

When the hunters followed the King of the Strange Face Clan back to their camp, the two "Rock Thief Dragons", one big and one small, were already feasting on the food of the Strange Face Clan.

"Rock Thief Dragon" is the temporary name given by the wilderness master to this newly discovered monster, because they feed on rocks and most likely belong to the genus Thief Dragon.

It’s also simple and straightforward.

As for the final scientific name, it can only be finalized after further obtaining ecological information and approval from scholars at the Institute of Ecology.

But for the time being, it's okay to call him this way. At least it's smoother than "Blue Lizard". As for the title "Blue Fatty", it's a bit too casual.

Zhupa was very curious about the "production process" of the Qimian tribe's new gunpowder, and took the initiative to help.

Hunters can't get too close.

The Rock Thief Dragon looks stupid, but it's not really stupid after all.

The Strange Face Clan and the small creatures like Ellu don't care if they approach them, but if the hunters get close, the adult Rock Thief Dragon will show a considerable degree of vigilance and a certain degree of aggression.

There are cubs after all.

Helpless, the hunters had no choice but to stay far away, watching the Pig Chops and others follow the Qimian Clan, pouring jars of crystal particles into the big mouth of the Rock Thief Dragon.

After feeding dozens of jars of crystals in a row, the rock thief dragon seemed to be full. He took the cub, which had been full and was rolling around and playing, to the edge of the cave and lay down to rest.

"Why are there so many impurities in the crystals fed to the Rock Thief Dragon? Almost half of it is made up of sand and gravel." Zhupa couldn't help but be curious and went to the King of the Strange Face Clan to ask.

The purity of the crystalline particles used for baiting before was obviously very high, which meant that it was not a process problem.

When discussing the issue of gunpowder, the King of the Strange Face Clan showed great patience, "If you feed them pure crystals, they will soon spit out fire. The fire balls spit out are too unstable and the quantity is very small."

And the pure, crystallized and sifted ones are very time-consuming, while the ones that are mixed with a lot of stones can be collected quickly, and there are a lot of them. "

Pork Chop understood immediately.

To put it bluntly, this is a passivation process for unstable high explosives. What is more subtle is that this passivation process is carried out in the body of the rock thief dragon.

The Qimian clan used the Rock Thief Dragon as a factory, feeding the materials in and spitting out the gunpowder.

According to the King of the Strange Face Clan, they will feed them crystals several times and then get gunpowder at night.

Gordon and Hayata were not prepared to wait any longer and went back to the camp first to make some plans and preparations for hunting the Explosive Scale Dragon later.

Pork Chop, Wilderness Master, Ancier and Gale chose to stay.

Not to mention the pork chop, the two shooters were also interested in this "naturally formed" gunpowder and the Qimian tribe's firearms, and were ready to see it with their own eyes.

The field master wanted to have a deeper understanding of the ecology of the rock thief dragon. She would not let go of a newly discovered species after having been an investigator for most of her life.

After the sun had completely set, the starlight and moonlight filtering through the large hole at the top of the cave was no longer enough to illuminate the entire cave.

But the crystal particles scattered in the cave and the piles of bonfires supplemented the light. Even humans without low-light vision can easily see things.

"How many hours have passed, why haven't you pulled it out yet?!" Gale was already impatient with the waiting.

Pig Chop corrected in a low voice, "That's not *Meow, and it wasn't pulled out, it was vomited out."

"I understand, it's phlegm."

"It's not a phlegm meow. According to the King of the Qimian Clan, it's actually a secretion meow formed by mixing saliva and residue, which is spit out under the squeeze of the Rock Thief Dragon's throat.

To give a more accurate example of meow, it should be... well, it's meow. "Zhupa gave up the explanation and shook his beard in response.

An Xil's whole face wrinkled up, "No matter how superior the performance of that thing is, I won't touch it."

"What's the point? Look at how pretentious you are." Gale curled his lips, looking completely unconcerned, "Don't you have a blaster dragon in that supernova of yours? Aren't you using it too?"

Pig Chop jumped on his feet and shouted: "That's not *meow! Scholars say it's the secretion that exudes from the glands after being filtered in the body of the Boomerosaurus, meow!"

"It's just sweat or urine. It's much cleaner, isn't it?"

"Shut up!" The blood vessels on Anhir's forehead were pulsing.

It's not that he hasn't thought about similar things, he just tried hard to ignore and forget them, but now someone mentioned them again.

Gale giggled. She said all this just to make Anxil sick.

"It should be almost done." The King of the Strange Face Clan came over and pointed at the two rock thief dragons, one large and one small. "They are almost spitting."

"." Pig Chop's ears were folded back, "Just spit out gunpowder, meow. Don't listen to that woman, meow."

The King of the Strange Face Tribe tilted his head, as if he didn't quite understand the difference and didn't care much.

Tens of meters away, several odd-faced tribesmen stood jumping in front of the adult rock thief dragon.

The rock thief dragon seemed to be very used to it. It raised its neck, sparks of fire flashed out from its mouth, and its entire chin turned red from the inside out.

"Goo!"

After a strange noise, several large balls of burning material were sprayed out and fell to the ground.

The strange-faced tribesmen who had been prepared immediately poured water on them with clay pots to extinguish the substances that were about to explode.

The King of the Strange Face Clan explained to everyone: "At first, we had to pretend to attack and lure Fatty Blue into spitting out gunpowder, but later on, after the two sides became familiar with each other, there was a tacit understanding.

These extinguished things, dried and ground, are the new gunpowder we use. "

"Can you give us some to try? Meow?" Pig Pork's eyes shone, and those bad associations had long been forgotten by him.

"certainly."

The king of the Qimian Tribe ordered his tribe to get some "gunpowder" produced by Rock Thief Dragon.

It was a dark red, gravel-like substance.