The little alchemist gave another two days.

Gordon could see that the little fat man was very cautious this time, it wouldn't take so long to smelt the talisman with the ancient alchemy technique, and it took more than an hour to smelt the talisman at that time.

Maybe it's because the King-level talisman itself and the materials used for enhancement are more precious, so I want to prepare it well.

With his mental state of mind that he could fall asleep standing now, he would be able to perform a difficult ancient alchemy technique, and failure would be almost certain.

As the fourteenth generation of Maca's Alchemy House, you can't be so irresponsible!

So, Gordon and the others returned to the Isana.

They had already visited this small hilltop village, and now if they wanted to continue to kill time, they could only turn over and over to maintain their equipment, or read books.

On the deck, Gordon, who was wiping [Heyao] little by little, sighed helplessly.

This trip to Sinard Village was really disappointing, if it weren't for the little fat man with the alchemy house who brought them some gains, this trip would have been pure tourism.

Hayatta on the side carefully studied the blade with a stone, took out a cotton cloth, dipped it in anti-rust knife oil and carefully smeared it, and after completing the maintenance of a knife, Hayatta smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be good to spend a peaceful week." ”

"It's so calm!" Feng Ying threw aside the monster book that she was about to ruin, hugged her knees and muttered, "I thought this trip would be more exciting." ”

Anhill, who came over, stuffed another tome into Feng Ying's arms, "You have said this, so if there is no accident, there will be an accident." ”

"Haha! Superstition! ”

The next day, the village elders visited the Isana and found the brigade commander.

Anhill glanced at Feng Ying, whose face was full of question marks, and laughed.

Sure enough, after the two old men exchanged a few words, the brigade commander beckoned them to call a few hunters over.

The elder looked a little anxious, and he didn't wait for the head of the group to speak, and preemptively said, "Everyone, I have an urgent matter I want to ask you for help.

There was a villager in our village who had set out early the morning to collect medicine, and it was supposed that he should have come back before sunset, but he didn't return all night, and there was no news at all yesterday, and his wife was very worried and found us.

That's an experienced herb picker, and it stands to reason that he won't go to any dangerous areas, and we are worried that he has been attacked by monsters, and we would like to ask you to help investigate and rescue. ”

There is nothing to hesitate about this kind of thing, Gordon nodded, and everyone in the hunting group quickly finished dressing, brought basic hunting props, and hurriedly set off.

The terrain of Sky Mountain is steep, with many places going straight up and down, and the rocky peaks of the mountains are entangled with countless thick vines, and there are a large number of ruins in between, layered on top of each other, and it is easy for outsiders to get lost.

Gordon had been here once, and he was somewhat impressed, but certainly not familiar, but fortunately there was a detailed map provided by the elders.

After leaving the village some distance, Gordon made a gesture, and the running team stopped, and the crowd gathered around him.

"It's a fork in the road, separate investigations, launch signal flares after finding rescue targets, if you encounter large monsters, try not to clash, and if you have to break out into battle, also fire signal flares."

After glancing at his companions and making sure that everyone heard clearly, Gordon took out the map and unfolded it, "According to the elders, the rescue target should not be too far away.

Anhill was in charge of the six and seven areas in the northwest, Hayatta was in charge of the peak, which were the fourth and eighth districts, Feng Ying was in charge of the first and third districts close to the camp, and I was in charge of the second and fifth districts. ”

Everyone carefully checked the area they were responsible for exploring, and memorized the contents of the map.

After more than a minute, Gordon put away the map, "The grounded is in the southwesterly direction, it is forbidden to approach, and if there is a reason to have to go closer, remember to fire a flare in advance." ”

Gordon just stared at Feng Ying and said this.

“.” The wind is flattened.

Having said that, the area that Master Gordon is in charge of is southwest, just between the area he is responsible for and the grounding ground, not to mention that he doesn't want to do something, even if he wants to do something, he will be caught by Master Gordon.

Thinking of this, Feng Ying's face twitched like a bun, as for being so distrustful of herself?

Gordon pinched Feng Ying's cheeks and continued to remind his companions, "The geology of Sky Mountain is very unstable, and many rocky peaks and boulders are bound by vines, or even suspended, and may collapse at any time, pay attention to your feet and the top of your head, and set off separately." ”

The hunters dispersed and reached out to their respective areas of responsibility.

Gordon is not worried about the safety of his companions, even Feng Ying, the weakest member of the team, is a five-star hunter.

At this level, there are not many monsters that can really pose a deadly threat to it, not to mention that there is also the tooth hound Amber, even if there is a "regional overlord" such as a dinosaur, she can at least run away.

A man and a cat walk through the craggy rocks.

"Something isn't right, meow." The pork chop running on all fours beside Gordon suddenly lifted up, "It's not the smell of meow, it's, it's"

"There's some kind of amorphous sense of danger, right?" Gordon slowed his pace and glanced vaguely to the southwest.

"Gordon felt the meow too?"

"Hmm."

Gordon pulled his armor down, "There was no clear sense of direction, no sense of being watched, just a feeling that I was in danger, but I couldn't tell where the danger was coming from." ”

"Gordon suspects it's the reason for the grounding?"

"It's possible, after all, our side is closest to the grounded ground, ask Hayatta later, if they have similar feelings."

Neither Gordon nor Pork Chop continued to get close to the idea of grounding to find out.

Further probing may be necessary, but not now.

The only goal at the moment is to rescue the missing villagers, check the grounding ground, and so on, and wait for the report to the elders and monks to see their decisions.

After confirming his current location based on the surrounding terrain, Gordon prepared to take the pork chop and continue the search for traces of the missing person.

At this moment, two or three kilometers away in a straight line, a signal flare was raised in the air.

Gordon and Pork Chop glanced at each other, "It's Feng Ying's side, let's go!" ”

"What's going on?" Anhill rolled over and jumped out of the saddle of the gale.

He was the first to arrive, and rode a tooth hound several times as fast as he could on foot.

"Shh Feng Ying put her finger in front of her mouth, motioned for Anhill to whisper, and then made a few gestures to the latter.

Anhill nodded, silently bypassing the rock wall where Feng Ying was hiding, looking in the direction Feng Ying had indicated.

Ahead is a hunter's camp built between the ruins, and beyond the exit is a narrow pass just over a meter wide, allowing humans to enter and exit normally, but large monsters are difficult to enter.

A huge orangutan with pink fur was roaring and wandering here, and from time to time it rushed into the narrow pass through which it could not pass, very violent, but not very intelligent.

Peach-haired Beastmaster?

"Amber told me that there was a smell of people in the camp, and that the missing one should be hiding in the camp." Feng Ying whispered.

Anhill's eyes narrowed slightly.

This lingering sense of threat hangs over my heart.

It's no wonder that Feng Ying chose to wait for support instead of rushing straight up and slashing after sending a signal.

Is that really just a peach-haired beastmaster?!

(End of chapter)