The hunter-specific version of the projector has been widely welcomed by the hunter community.

Of course, there are also those who are indifferent to this, which are basically old-fashioned hunters, who are not used to these "bells and whistles" things, and believe in the sharp blades in their hands and their own skills.

Typical examples are the master of swordsmanship and the Grand Master.

One of them never used a projector, and the other tied a rope around his arm, laughing and declaring that his muscles were the best projector.

The purity is a mess.

Brainstorming, a variety of new moves were developed around projectors and flying claws.

Gordon's technique of using the recoil of the enhanced shot to forcibly increase the charge level has become a "mandatory" move for the Investigative Mission's greatsword envoys.

In recent days, the frequency of stake target replacement in the training ground has been particularly high, and all of them have been cut down by the big sword envoys.

At the same time, the pile of barrel frames used to imitate the body of the monster was also broken batch after batch, but that was basically the work of the axe slashers.

They love Flying Claws to death.

Use the flying claws to fly to the monster's face, use the attribute to liberate the spur against the monster's brain, and blast continuously, boom boom! Refreshing!

Zero-distance attribute liberation spike, referred to as "zero solution"!

The naming is straightforward.

There are also some more peculiar ideas.

For example, a spearman proposes to put up a shield instead of a gun in a defensive stance, let himself be knocked away by the monster, and at the same time launch a flying claw to hook the monster, reel the rope before landing, and fly back to the monster.

It's called "Flying Claw Counterattack Stance"!

Gordon's assessment is that it's a little bit of a bad thing

After the first few days, the number of people in the training ground gradually decreased, but the monsters of the Ancient Tree Forest and the Great Ant Mound Wasteland, which were closer to the Star Stronghold, suffered.

Especially the Great Thief Dragon, Scratching Birds, these monsters with a low danger level.

It seems that it has become a target for hunters to try new tricks.

Obviously, these hunters who start from three or four stars and act in a team can easily kill them, but they just don't give them a good time.

Like a swarm of mad spiders, these hunters hung on them again and again, forcing them to crash into rocks and trees.

If they fail, try again, and if they succeed, wait for them to get up and try again.

It wasn't until they were so tired that they couldn't get up anymore that they left with a bored face.

Over time, the compilers who were traveling with the hunters were shocked to discover that these monsters, which were supposed to be very aggressive, would even turn around and run when they encountered humans.

Some groups of raptors have even moved away from their original habitats and migrated deeper into the ancient tree forests.

When the commander-in-chief learned of this, he severely reprimanded the hunters, forbidding them to continue their misdeeds, and at the same time letting the compilers supervise on their behalf, and the situation was improved.

With the advent of the Flying Claw, the projectile has changed from a dispensable tool to an indispensable part of the Survey Hunter's combat system.

Among them, it only took two months.

Late at night, Stirling House.

Dressed in silk pajamas, Anhill sat comfortably in a soft-backed chair, reading a book that had just arrived from the Old World.

After the Dark Lantern Dragon incident, the ancient dragon riots subsided.

The freight route between the Old World and the New World has finally been established.

The Stirling family's merchant ships were carrying all kinds of materials that could only be produced in the Old World, such as books, research tools, alchemical materials, and so on.

These ocean-going merchant ships were then loaded with all kinds of flora and fauna, minerals, and most importantly, research materials, reports, and specimens from the New World.

The profits of this back and forth are so huge that they are eye-catching.

There are many merchants who want to get a piece of the pie, but unfortunately the routes between the old and new continents have not yet been opened to the people.

The Stirling Chamber of Commerce was also the main non-governmental sponsor of the investigation team over the years, and it was only then that it was granted the privilege of "transporting supplies to the New World".

After all, the guild still has doubts about the safety of fully exploiting the New World.

Until these restrictions are fully lifted, the Stirling Chamber of Commerce will continue to dominate the ocean trade in the New World.

Now that Jesse has become the talker of the Stirling family, he has made a lot of money, and he has lamented countless times that investing in the New World Ancient Dragon Investigation Team is indeed an extremely correct decision.

With a stroke of the pen in a happy mood, her little niece who was far away in the New World had a bunch of delicate and expensive "little toys".

Anhill had a few more boxes of books he loved to read.

As for Gail, she didn't know what her younger sibling liked, so she mentioned it in the letter and asked Gail to write his own list.

Gale was thrilled when he saw the letter, and then forgot about it

Gail, who had just finished taking a shower, was wearing a loose bathrobe, with big wet waves on his head, a bath towel wrapped in the back of his buttocks, and his hair was unkempt, but he was still dry.

Mother and daughter ran past giggling.

Anhill had long been accustomed to this level of noise and turned a deaf ear.

After playing with Fufu in the living room for a while, after his daughter's hair was completely dried, Gail picked up Fufu with a light ballista posture, all the way "Suddenly!" Rushing towards Fufu's bedroom.

Anhill was finally able to clean up for a while.

After a while, Gail, who had lulled Fuv to sleep, sneakily returned to Ansill.

Seeing that Anhill was still flipping through the book page by page, he didn't mean to look at her, "Smack!" Syllable! He clapped his hands twice.

Anhill sighed and looked at her.

Gail smiled mysteriously, "I found something interesting today. ”

After thinking about it, she emphasized her tone again and added, "Big deal! ”

"What's the matter?" Anhill cooperated with her and asked.

"Guess what?"

Anhill lowered her head and continued to read.

Gail wasn't angry either, she knew that if she said the next word, Anhill would immediately drop the book and raise her head to ask her.

"Hayatta should be pregnant."

“？！！”

Sure enough, as she thought, Anhill threw the book aside, raised her head and asked, "Really, fake?" Where did the news come from? What did she say to you herself? ”

Gail triumphantly folded his arms over his chest, and the loose neckline of his bathrobe leaked out, but neither of them noticed, "I found it myself!" Well, it was actually Mom who found out.

In the afternoon, I asked her to come to the house to play, I got a ham as a refreshment, but she retched, and said that she was a little uncomfortable recently, and she was easy to vomit when she had no appetite, and her stomach might not be very good.

I didn't think much about it at first, but my mom asked her about her period and something, and I realized that it was about the same time! ”

"Huh?" Anhill had a smile in his eyes, "Did you talk to Gordon?" ”

"She should say it when she goes back, and we'll see Gordon's reaction tomorrow?"

"Interesting, why don't we find a reason to go to their house right now and see Gordon's expression?" A pleasant smile appeared on Anhill's face.

"There's something wrong with you, right? This point dog and Fufu are asleep! ”

"It seems to be a little late, let's be early tomorrow."

Gail snorted and licked his lips, his expression suddenly becoming ambiguous.

She sat on the armrest of the chair on her side, leaned over and put her arms around Anhill's neck, stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked the latter's earlobe, her voice was a little hoarse, "Fufu should have fallen asleep"

Anhil's breathing grew heavier, and just as the two were about to do something, there was a knock on the door.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

"Who is Nirvana!"

(End of chapter)