Gordon didn't continue to fight Amos, and he wasn't a bad guy.

After learning about the existence of the King of the Strange Faces, as long as his mind turned slightly, he could figure out that the "multiple cares" that Amos had said when he offered to participate in the mission was nothing more than an excuse.

With the strength of his high-ranking hunter, he took Hayatta to perform ordinary one-star and two-star missions, how could he still need others to take care of him?

Obviously, he saw the hidden danger in this mission and ran to "take care" of himself.

"Regardless, thank you for taking care of me."

Gordon hesitated for a moment, but decided to make his words clear and accept the favor.

Amos smiled and didn't deny anything, but fortunately, this little guy was not a stunned young man, and it was good to listen to persuasion.

"Let's search west, and if we don't go any further, if those Odd-Faced Clans refuse to show up, we will withdraw from the territory of this tribe first.

There's still plenty of time for the mission, and it's a big deal to change the goal after that, so there's no need to catch a group of people and keep dying. ”

Gordon nodded.

Although I still feel that there is no need to change my actions for that little probability, for the sake of Amos's face, if you don't go deeper, you won't go deeper.

Deciding on his next route, Gordon took the lead and walked ahead to open the way.

Amos continued his teachings, combining them with practical demonstrations, teaching Hayatta how to find directions in the jungle, how to find water, and so on......

Long after the group left, the dense forest returned to calm, leaving only a few corpses of the Qimian clan on the ground, wantonly waving the smell of blood, attracting countless mosquitoes and flies.

"Knowing the ...... of Soso"

With the sound of branches rubbing against blades of grass, several dwarf figures emerged from the low shrubs in the forest.

It's a few odd-faced people.

"Click!"

"Click......

"Quack!"

The corpses of their fellow clans made the strange-faced people restless, and the rough and primitive language echoed through the dense forest, chaotic and noisy, but just as their quarrel became more and more intense, a figure appeared, and they all fell silent.

It stepped out of the dark shadows of the trees, and the dim light of the sky filtered by the cascading leaves shone on it.

That's a strange face, too.

He was also emaciated, gray-skinned, and his shriveled limbs looked powerless, and he didn't seem to be any different from ordinary Strangeface people except for a slightly taller stature.

But it is the king of all the Strange Face Clans within a radius of hundreds of square kilometers - the king of the Strange Face Clan.

As the king of the Odd-faced Clan approached, the Strange-Faced Clan, who had been arguing before, leaned down and cautiously retreated to both sides to make way for them.

"Click."

The King of the Odd-Faced Clan walked over to the corpses, muttered a whisper, and then raised the scepter carved from the bones of an unknown beast in his hand and howled sharply.

"Quack!"

As if a spark had been thrown into gunpowder, the odd-faced people gathered around raised their weapons one after another, and their fanatical howls resounded through the mountains and forests.

"Quack!"

......

After going around the edge of the Odd-Faced Clan's territory for a long time, Gordon and the others never encountered the Strange-Face Clan again.

Gordon was naturally a little disappointed and a little bored when the mission didn't progress, but he also knew that hunting was just that.

Hunters often spend several times as much time searching and tracking their prey as they do in battle, which is why they are called "monster hunters" rather than "monster killers" or anything like that.

Hayatta, however, felt that she had lived a fuller life than she had ever been, or rather, a little too fulfilling......

Amos seemed to be trying to stuff everything into her head, and she didn't know how much she would remember when she woke up.

"Hayata, you see this fern, its stem is very special, it only grows in the direction of the sun, sometimes you can judge the direction with the help of it, remember?"

"Blue ferns, woo, remember, remember......"

Seeing that his disciple's eyes were about to burst into circles, Amos had to stop and sighed silently.

It's not that he's impatient, it's that time is really limited, and even though the president has promised him a vacation, as a high-ranking hunter, it's impossible for him to teach his disciples for a whole year or two.

He had to get Hayatta up to grow as fast as he could, at least enough to go into the novice hunting grounds on his own, hunt some herbivorous dragons or something.

That way, even if he was called up to participate in the high-ranking mission, Hayatta would be able to practice slowly and accumulate experience on his own, without wasting too much time and wasting his talent.

Just as Amos was struggling with whether he should be ruthless and let Hayatta remember a little more, Gordon, who was walking in front, ran over with reverence.

"Mr. Amos, there's a mushroom pig in front, hehe......"

Looking at Gordon's smiling face, Amos snorted a little helplessly, and when he saw that Hayatta on the side still looked unclear, he explained: "This kid is hungry and wants to barbecue meat." ”

"Can you barbecue meat in the hunting grounds?" Hayatta wondered.

She had always thought that hunting was a very dangerous and stressful activity, and that it required tension or something all the time.

"Of course, I've always carried a portable barbecue grill."

Gordon patted the bag on the back of his waist, squeezed his eyes at Hayatta and said, "As long as there are no monsters nearby, you can barbecue meat, and sure enough, barbecue is more refreshing than carrying food for hell." ”

Hyata looked at Amos with some suspicion, who nodded and said, "Although hunters will not be as relaxed in the hunting grounds as they are on vacation, they will not be overly nervous either, otherwise they will easily get tired after a long time.

Roasting, gathering, and fishing are all things that hunters often do, but of course, the premise is that the environment is safe. ”

"There's a mushroom pig eating in front of you, it's a real delicacy, it's not easy to eat in the town, ah, by the way, Hayatta hasn't seen blood today, or you should slaughter that guy."

Gordon said something that made Hayata's scalp tingle with a crisp face.

Although she decided to become a hunter, she had already been prepared to "kill", but she had never killed a single fish in Dalian since she was a child, and she couldn't help but hesitate on the spot.

"Well, it's a good opportunity, and you're going to see blood." Amos folded his arms in agreement.

"The herbivorous dragon is too big to kill, the spirit deer is too flexible, and among the animals that can be used as meat and are not dangerous, the mushroom pig is the most suitable.

Hayata, go ahead and try it, cut your throat, or find a way to knock you down and stab yourself in the abdomen, they're not aggressive, they're not dangerous. ”

Hayatta looked at his teacher, and then at his senior, who was not a few years older than him, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Compared to ordinary people, hunters seem to have a much more casual view of "what to slaughter......

But I'm about to be part of that group, aren't I?

Swallowing his saliva and trying to suppress the uneasiness and disgust in his heart, Hayatta set up a small round shield, carried the hunter's knife, and carefully walked towards the bush where the mushroom pig was.

"As for it, it's just a mushroom pig, not a big boar king......" Gordon muttered a little speechlessly.

"Shut up!"

Hayatta turned around and puffed.