Hunt with the stinking talent.

Such a ridiculous idea popped into Gran's head.

He wondered if there was something wrong with his head, the stench was of no use other than to make it easier for his prey to spot.

... More likely to be spotted?

Gran suddenly felt that he could use the smell as bait to repel creatures.

He remembered how he felt when he encountered the trail of the Iwdi wurm.

It's like sitting on pins and needles, and I'm always afraid of the rock wurm coming out of any place.

Gran thinks those little animals see themselves that way, too... Probably, I'm not sure if the other creatures are just as cowardly as himself.

Use the smell to keep creatures away, then capture them at the right time.

Gran felt that this seemed to be a bit redundant, and it was more convenient and faster to rely directly on physical ability.

After easily hunting the adult pterosaur, Gran's self-confidence swelled slightly.

[It seems that it can only be used for escaping, after all, it is only N-level, and it is an excellent talent to be able to save your life.] When Gran thinks that he is in danger, he spits the stench directly on the other person's face.

[But let's try it tomorrow when you forage for food, in case it works wonders.] 】

Gran still wants to develop the stench talent.

He checked his surroundings again, and after making sure it was safe, he began to rest.

It wasn't until the next morning that Gran opened his eyes.

The sky was dark, the sun had not yet come out, and a thin layer of mist drifted through the forest.

When Gran woke up, he checked his surroundings and made sure that there was no problem, and then he began to think about today's activities.

First, he decided to go drinking and eating.

Gran came to the stream and drank the water of the stream prudently to quench his thirst.

Then he followed the stream for signs of other animals, and Gran believed that he was not the only one who would come to the stream to drink.

As Gran had expected, he found some shallow hoof prints in the wet mud by the stream.

The hoof prints are fresh and should have been left after nightfall yesterday.

Looking at the size of the hoof prints, Grant speculated that the hoof prints belonged to a juvenile fawn or a small wild boar.

He's going to poison this little thing (tentatively).

Gran tried to follow the hoof prints of the creature, and he followed them into the woods.

There was a faint smell of beasts, which was too faint for Gran.

You can only know that an animal has been here, but you can't smell where it came from or where it has gone.

Gran remembered the two R-level talents of Keen Ear and Sharp Eye, which did enhance his sense of sight and hearing after activation, and played a great role.

Glenn senses that smell and hearing may be better than sight these days.

There should be a talent in the talent pool that can enhance the sense of smell, but unfortunately he didn't draw it last time.

This made Gran wonder.

[I spent a few hundred points last time, so it's unlikely that I won't be able to draw this R grade.] Unless it's not R-rank, or the talent pool doesn't have that talent at all. 】

Glenn felt that this judgment was very reasonable, it must not be that he was too unlucky, but definitely that there was something wrong with the pool.

Well, it's definitely the pool that's wrong.

He felt that there must be a talent in the new talent pool that could enhance his sense of smell, and he would have to get it before the third evolution.

The third evolution is estimated to cost 1,000 points, and I don't know when he will be able to save it.

And not only do you have to save 1,000 points for evolution itself, but you also need to prepare 500 points to strengthen your talents and draw talent pools.

Gran was nerve-wracking, and he didn't know how much he had to do to accumulate that many points.

He shook his head, not thinking any further, and turned his attention back to the hoof prints in front of him.

Gran followed the indistinct hoof prints and found some tiny dark brown hairs.

The smell of the animals became stronger, and Glenn felt that it had only passed by in the last few hours.

He continued to search for the creature until he saw a small brown figure in the woods.

Gran saw the figure clearly with his sharp eye.

It was a small deer, much larger than the pre-evolution Gran, with a beautiful coat and an aura in the deer's eyes.

The fawn's mouth kept making sounds, and it looked around in confusion.

Gran thinks the fawn must have been separated from the big deer.

He remembered that he had not seen any sign of the deer when he approached the place, and that it was probably the only fawn here.

The fawn made a crying sound, but it was a pity that Gran would not sympathize with it at all, and he wanted to prey on the poor fawn.

Gran couldn't let the fawn go because it wasn't deeply involved in the world, he didn't have the kindness, and he didn't have the capital to give up the food in front of him.

He quietly approached the fawn until the distance between the two was only ten meters.

So he began to prepare to release the breath, and then suddenly ran up to the fawn and spat a foul breath at its head.

The fawn was frightened by the sudden appearance of the black monster, and the smell of the foul breath made its legs weak.

Slumped on the ground, his legs twitching, unable to stand up.

Gran mercilessly slit its throat with its claws, hot deer blood splattered on Gran's paws.

He quickly slit his head and neck without causing the fawn much pain.

To ensure that they are dead, they immediately begin to eat fresh venison.

The meat quality of this fawn is much better than that of pterosaur meat, it is quite tender and easy to eat.

The fresh venison you've hunted is much better than the leftovers you've picked up from the Iwachi wurm.

Gran quickly ate the whole fawn, much to his satisfaction.

He buried the leftovers, and then began to think about the hunt.

The fawn sat down in fright, not knowing if it was because of his sudden appearance or because he smelled the stench.

He felt that the latter factor was greater.

This strange breath is not bad as a means of intimidation, and it is estimated that it will be used later.

Hopefully it's not just for these timid things that work.

Gran suddenly had a new idea, maybe he could leave the scent on some items.

This can distract races with poor sense of smell by misleading them into thinking that the objects are their own.

If possible, this approach can be used for many things, not just running for your life.

Gran has come to like this stinking talent, and plans to strengthen it the next time he evolves.

Then I was worried about whether the stench talent would change from active release to passive release after it was strengthened, and it would be troublesome.

It's not uncommon for items in mobile games to be enhanced and become more difficult to use.

It's silly, but it's there.

Gran didn't want to be thought about when he was evolved, so he stopped thinking about it and started planning what he was going to do.

He wanted to investigate the forest once more, as a place to recuperate, and he wanted to know more about it.

Gran spreads his wings and takes to the skies.

He was going to patrol the forest in the air first, which he had done when he came, and he was going to do it again.

It still feels good to be in the air, and Gran enjoys flying.

As he passed through a wooded field, Glenn heard a peculiar sound.

He felt a strange sensation in the blood in his body, as if he had been awakened.

He felt the same way when he communicated with the red dragon.

Gran could tell that the voice was dragon's, and his intuition told him that it was not as pure as the red dragon Red, but it was also much more authentic than the unicorn Guri.

The voice is a bit immature, it sounds like a young dragon with a high concentration of dragon blood.

And this dragon is calling for help.

His instincts told him that something was going to happen again.

He was hesitant to rescue the young dragon, as it could be a trap.