Matthew Cullen stood worriedly under a large-leaved eucalyptus tree.

Although the sun on the hunting ground is very mild, as a vampire, Matthew has always been insensitive to the rays of heat radiation, so he always keeps himself in the shadows whenever he has the chance.

Just like this big-leaved eucalyptus.

It is a large, evergreen tree that rises to a height of 15 meters, and its dark brown bark is crisscrossed with many deep grooves, and there are occasional large ants that forage for food and crawl over with the carcasses of aphids. Between the high canopies, the thick leathery leaves are layered on top of each other, casting a heavy shadow at the foot of the tree.

Matthew stood in the shadows.

He was looking at the wasteland in front of him with a gloomy gaze.

Fluffy acacia bulbs sway gently in the breeze, and these dandelion-like flowers are not as light as dandelions, and they can only stay on the branches of the bush all their lives. In comparison, the pod mimosa alone is much luckier. They also have fluffy spherical flowers, but because mimosas move, there is always a chance that these bulbs will fall off the blades of grass and float a little further down the wide leaves of the purple wolftail grass.

But no matter how far or near they are, these flower balls are at the mercy of the wind - they do not have long legs or wings, which determines that they always lack the ability to be independent.

Just like Matthew.

Before today, although the young cub of the Cullen family was gentle and polite on the surface, he had always had many vague ambitions in his heart - for example, he felt that the territory of the Cullen family was too crowded, but the old men in the family were always not allowed to do this or that, staying in the dark castle all day, living one day at a time - Matthew felt that he had an obligation to help the family improve this decadent state of existence.

In the words of Friedman's cousin, 'The old men are rotten in body and decayed in spirit... The future of the Karen family still needs our young blood to save'.

However, when it came to practice, the young vampire cub realized that some things were one thing to think about, and another thing to do.

For example, the freshman competition of this school hunting party.

Matthew Cullen originally planned to become famous in this freshman competition, completely suppress the public-funded student who hooked up with beautiful women by means of one or two ghost charms, and let First University recall the glory of the Cullen family.

To this end, he painstakingly recruited many of his best hunters, and also enlisted the help of Sir Friedman to get Alpha's senior students to help train his hunting team.

But it was only after he started racing that he realized that passion from the bottom of his heart, careful planning, and abundant logistics alone did not guarantee that what he wanted to do would be successful.

Because success requires a little bit of luck.

Obviously, he's a little bit unlucky right now.

Ever since the hunting party was thrown into this strange hunting ground by the puppeteers, the Karen hunting team has not made any gains - although when they first entered, they once searched for dozens of demonic energy reaction sources, but strangely enough, these demonic reactions soon flowed on a large scale, gathered, and finally disappeared?

Matthew had thought that the foul-minded puppeteer was playing a joke on the hunting team, but after searching three previously locked demonic reaction locations in a row and finding nothing, the young vampire of the Cullen family finally realized that things had changed and that his hunting team needed to adjust accordingly.

So he first built the camp of the hunting team.

In this vast savanna, the large-leaved eucalyptus behind him is very conspicuous in height and size, enough to be a continuous and effective eye-catching symbol, and the large body of this large-leaved eucalyptus can also provide strong support for the camp. Because, Matthew gave up a piedmont plain not far away to build his hunting party's forward camp next to this eucalyptus tree.

After the camp was constructed, he disrupted the previous division of duties of the hunting team - no longer according to the fixed pattern of one main and two auxiliaries and one search and one tour - except for Nanjian and him who stayed in the camp, all the other hunters were sent out to conduct a large-scale search in the four directions of east, west, south and north to explore the traces of demons.

Adam Carlisle O'Brien searched the south, Nankai searched the west, Elena searched the north, and even the little white mink in the south stream was given the task to explore the east.

However, as the minutes ticked by and the hands turned around the dial, the explorators did not send back any good news.

Within five kilometers, there are no demons.

Within ten kilometers, there are no demons.

Twenty kilometers, thirty kilometers, forty kilometers, and there are still no demons.

There was not a trace of life in the empty wasteland.

There were no birds, no beasts, and no demon prey that the hunting party hoped for.

If it weren't for the many traces left in the field telling them that there were still many demons living in this hunting ground, Matthew would have thought that the puppeteer with the broken skull was making fun of them.

But where did those demons go?

Matthew looked at the wasteland in front of him gloomily, and one conjecture after another appeared in his mind, and then he overturned one after another.

"The fifty-kilometer search mission has been completed, and messages have been sent back from the west, north, and south, and no traces of demons have been found...... The mink should be running back, and we will know the result in five minutes. ”

Nanjian sat with his knees crossed, facing a pile of smoking dead leaves, staring at the swirling green smoke intently, and spoke softly, breaking the silence under the big leaf eucalyptus.

"Hopefully your little mink will bring back some good news. Matthew smiled reluctantly, and turned his head to continue staring at the empty wasteland in the distance, his pale face showing some anxiety.

On his body, the ivory tweed hunting blouse was open, revealing the silver-white silk shirt inside. The soft felt hat was tucked under his armpit, and the fawnskin gloves were taken off and tucked into his coat pocket.

Even his neat hair, which he usually groomed, was now a little messy, and faint sweat stains remained on his head, making his Yin Tang look a little shiny—a rare occurrence for vampires, whether it was sweating or being disheveled.

But he couldn't care about that anymore.

Whether it's the puppeteers' brutality in that small auditorium or the strange hunting ground they are in, it is clear to the young vampire that if their new hunting party is to survive, they must come out on top.

A silver figure suddenly burst out of the grass, interrupting Matthew's thoughts.

Before he could react, Nanjian had already jumped up from under the tree and greeted his little friend: "Are you hurt?" Are you hungry, are you thirsty, and I have already warmed your milk......

This is not a nursery!

Matthew barely controlled his urge to roar, the corners of his mouth tugged, revealing a difficult smile: "Don't rush...... Let's hear if it finds anything...... Did it find anything to the east?"

The white sable pushed away the milk pot that Nanjian handed to it with one paw, and screamed in a rapid tone.

The witch blinked, a hint of joy slowly emerging on her face.

"My little mink said that there is a tiger demon walking this way from the east...... It's a five-minute drive away. Nanjian looked at his captain happily: "Of course, according to its footsteps, it runs for five minutes, and the tiger demon should be twenty miles away from us." ”

"Gather the hunting team!Prepare for battle!!" Matthew slammed his fist into the thick trunk of the large-leaved eucalyptus, his eyebrows beaming with joy.

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