Motion sickness and seasickness are generally better as soon as they leave the means of transportation, and Anhill is like this, and he completely returned to normal after resting for a long time.

In order to prove that he was okay, he also deliberately set up a heavy crossbow and fired a few shots at a bulge somewhere on the distant rock wall, and he hit accurately without even using the scope, and the area of the impact point was not even as large as the plate.

Gordon admired this level of shooting, and when compared with familiar shooters, perhaps only Old Man Miles could hold him down.

Anhil's weapon is called "Ore Crystal Nova", and as the name suggests, it is an ore-based heavy crossbow made mainly from light crystals and colored crystals.

The seemingly slender and gorgeous crossbow body has a heavy texture that does not match its appearance, and when fired, the crossbow bullets that shoot out of the translucent crystal crossbow body are like shooting stars, and the power is good.

Fold the heavy crossbow and hang it back on his back, Anhill glanced at Gordon with a slightly defiant gaze, as if to ask, "How is my technique?" ”。

Gordon gave a face-saving thumbs up.

Now that Anhill is no longer in the way, the two began to make the final preparations before the launch.

Since the purpose of this trip was not to hunt monsters, Gordon didn't bring too many hunting items, except for a few bottles of recovery medicine just in case, he also filled up with cold drinks, and almost nothing else.

Reducing the weight is also to bring back more ores and materials.

Anhill is similar, most of the weight that shooters usually carry when hunting is all kinds of crossbow arrows and corresponding blending materials, but the ammunition he carries this time is not too much, and it seems that he is also preparing to empty his bag and bring something back.

"By the way, what are you here to collect this time?" Hanging the carefully sharpened scissors back on his back, Gordon asked.

Anhill straightened the hem of his clothes, "Didn't I say that I'm here to collect ammunition materials." ”

Gordon looked at him a little speechlessly, "You don't come here, I haven't heard of anyone who has traveled so far to collect ammunition materials, and the expenses along the way are enough for you to buy a bunch of finished ammunition." ”

"I prefer to use my own handmade ballistas."

“.”

Gordon pursed his lips, since Anhill didn't want to say more, there was no need to ask.

"Shall we split up in a moment?" Gordon came to the camp door and pointed to the map in his hand, "I'm going to try my luck in a mine in the northwest first." ”

Anhill hesitated for two seconds and said, "Let's go together." ”

Gordon smiled darkly.

If Anhill is really here to collect crossbow materials, then he should go to the place where the materials are concentrated, such as looking for the Red Swift Dragons for "fangs", or looking for the Burst Fruit.

If he has a clear goal, such as searching for a special treasure, he will not take on the exploration task with him, let alone be willing to act together.

Now it seems that this guy probably doesn't know what he wants to do, so he just ran out to relax?

What a mysterious guy.

Leaving the hunter's camp, Gordon and Anhill walked through the underground caverns.

The terrain is very complex, consisting of countless large and small caves and tunnels, most of which are even deep underground, and you can get lost if you are not careful.

Fortunately, he brought the map, and Gordon was glad in his heart.

If there are some similarities between the Metabel Forest and the Shuretsen Hill, the natural environment here at Lateau Volcano is truly very different.

The pungent smell of sulphur permeated the surroundings, the sky covered in ash was gloomy, the sun was not visible, and the scorching air made breathing a torture.

When Gordon and Anhill followed the map to the huge underground cavern, they finally couldn't help it.

Crimson lava waterfalls cascade down the rock walls and converge into lakes that occupy most of the cave's interior.

The radiating heat wave can already cause a burning sensation on the skin, and if you stay for a long time, you can even get a cold burn.

"Whew, have a cold drink?" Gordon gasped twice and proposed.

Anhill took out a handkerchief out of nowhere, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and nodded: "Well, if you continue like this, you will suffer from heat stroke." ”

Gordon took out a bottle of creamy white potion from his bag, poured it down his neck, and slid the cold potion down his esophagus into his abdomen, where it was finally absorbed by his stomach.

A refreshing coolness spreads from the inside to the outside and spreads throughout the body.

This alchemical elixir made of ice crystals, bitter insects and other ingredients is not just a bottle of cold drink, it can continue to resist the high temperature and prevent heat stroke for hunters for a long time.

Compared to Gordon's boldness, Anhill was much more elegant, as if it were not some kind of potion, but some kind of fine wine or coffee.

"Delicious?" Looking at Anhill, who was slowly "tasting" the cold drink, Gordon asked in a strange tone.

"It's not delicious." Anhill took out another hand towel, wiped the corners of his mouth, and commented objectively: "It's quite bitter." ”

"How do you feel like you're enjoying yourself?"

"The taste has nothing to do with it, just enjoy the feeling of the coolness slowly sliding down your throat."

"Hypocrisy!" Gordon laughed and cursed.

Anhill corrected with a certified expression: "Calm and elegant." ”

The pork chop, who also drank the cold drink, looked at the two helplessly.

Maybe it's because he's a real peer? Always feel like these two people will become a little more naïve than usual when they stay together?

Pointing to a black rock wall made of solidified lava with a faint metallic sheen, Gordon took out an iron pickaxe and said, "Then there may be mines, I'll dig and see?" ”

Anhill was noncommittal, but simply removed the ore crystal nova from his back, and said with his actions that he would be in charge of the vigilance.

"Okay!"

Gordon stretched his arms and hurried to the rock wall, selected an area where the metal flashes were most concentrated, and swung the pickaxe in his hand vigorously.

"Boom!"

The pickaxe slammed against the rock wall, making a buzzing sound, and some of the finely broken rock peeled off, but there was no ore in sight.

Undeterred, Gordon continued to wield the iron pickaxe.

As a great swordsman, he naturally had a lot of strength, and as the iron pickaxe continued to strike, a crack was soon smashed into the rock wall, and Gordon remained patient and dug deep into the crack.

Another few minutes passed, and with a crisp "ding", something slightly larger than a fist fell to the ground.

Gordon picked it up and knocked away the rubble attached to the surface, and he found that it was a piece of raw metal, which was of high taste, and could be used for equipment forging with a little smelting.

The silver had a tingling sheen that he had never seen before, and Gordon happily put it away and continued digging.

It took him nearly half an hour to dig through the rock wall where the small piece of magma flowed, and finally unearthed two pieces of metal ore similar to the previous one, as well as a more ordinary earth crystal.

Seeing that there was no longer any value in digging here, Gordon put away his pickaxe and went to Anhill's side.

From the latter's mouth, he learned that this kind of metal ore with blue in silver is the so-called "huilongite", which is a higher metal mineral than ofanite.

It is also necessary to strengthen the Blaster as a Blaster Change.

(End of chapter)