Chapter Ninety-Eight: Hunter Identity

"Hunter, may I ask your nobleness, what do you call it?" The greasy woman asked with a smile as she rubbed her hands together.

"Don't give your surname Lin." Lin Xiaoquan tried his best to put on a cold appearance, and then pretended to want to listen: "Hey, I haven't been in the village for a long time, I don't know how it's going?" Is there anything new to hear? ”

"Uh-" Seeing the woman's hesitant look, Lin Xiaoquan reached out and pretended to take something out of the backpack in his arms, but in fact, he took out a small piece of dried meat from the Taoyuan space, about the length and thickness of his little finger, and played with it on his fingertips.

The woman's eyes lit up when she saw the thin, not too long strand of swarthy jerky: "Zhongzhong—I'll tell you about the forest hunter." ”

"Recently, in addition to the Suzaku base in the south, there have been many small bases, which are either official or organized by the people themselves, and some hunters with special skills, hehe, like you, the organization initiated it."

The woman looked at the piece of jerky and swallowed, and continued: "Then here in our village, the surrounding environment is not very good, so no one has taken a fancy to it for the time being. ”

Lin Xiaoquan got one of the messages from the few words of the woman: in addition to the five official bases, there are now various small bases organized by the non-governmental organizations one after another, which are basically in a state of "occupying land is king": enclosing a village or occupying a "treasure land of feng shui".

"What have the hunters changed to the village lately?" Lin Xiaoquan found the topic of the woman and quietly shifted his face. In fact, she has always wanted to figure out what kind of identity "hunter" is.

"Hehe, they are all capable like you, so naturally they want to change to some fresh food." The woman said with a smile and a squint.

"What did you exchange it for?" Lin Xiaoquan put on a casual look, but in fact, he was highly focused and asked the key point.

"Hey, most of them are insect corpses, and I've met a few people who exchanged 'Bigu Pills' with us before. By the way, Lin Hunter, did you just say that you have a 'Bigu Pill' that you want to exchange with us? The woman remembered Lin Xiaoquan's words just now, and her expression became even more flattering.

"What kind of insect corpse?" Lin Xiaoquan was worried that he had heard the wrong woman's words, so he grasped the key and continued to ask.

"Huh? We don't understand this, where do we know how to distinguish these disgusting bug types. But you can use it. The woman didn't care, and waved her hand.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaoquan knew that he would never be able to ask anything today, so he had to stop the topic, and then carry out his original plan:

"What else do you have to eat?"

"Yes, what does the hunter want?" When the woman heard this, the main event came, and she immediately cheered up.

"I'd like to have some fresh vegetables and give me some whole grains. I guess you don't have any good meat now. Lin Xiaoquan opened his mouth to put forward what he needed according to what he had observed before.

"Okay, I'll go and get ready, and then you'll see—" Before the woman could finish speaking, she turned and left.

Seeing this situation, Lin Xiaoquan couldn't help but be more curious about the identity of "hunter".

What kind of profession is a "hunter"? is so popular with the villagers, Lin Xiaoquan pondered to himself: Surely it is not hunting before the end of the world for a living, the current hunters are hunting insects in the last days? Give the corpses of insects and insects to the villagers in exchange for fresh food.

What kind of bug exactly? What's the use of the villagers taking the worm corpses? It can't be just a "Bigu Pill", right?

When I was having a picnic by myself, I didn't find anything wrong with "observing" with my mental power around here?

The more Lin Xiaoquan thought about it, the more puzzled he became.