Seeing Gordon leave the headquarters, the commander-in-chief felt a little helpless.

Rather than the hunter's standard analysis of facts, he hoped that Gordon would learn to keenly capture a trace of macroscopic information from countless sources of information and intelligence.

That's the skill you need to be a good leader.

But after thinking about it, he was relieved.

People are different, and perhaps it is because of his focus on what is in front of him that Gordon was able to climb to the top of the hunter at such a young age.

In this regard, he is much better than himself.

Gordon boarded the water-powered cable car, and the pork chops jumped on it.

It asked a little puzzled: "Those questions asked by the commander-in-chief, if you take it seriously and think carefully, you should be able to answer it better?" ”

"Perhaps." Gordon leaned against the bulkhead of the cable car.

"Some people can extract the key points at a glance of the information on the table, and some people have to turn over and over again, meditating and thinking hard to sort out a bit of information that may not be correct.

The commander-in-chief is the former, and I, the latter. ”

"This ability should be a meow that can be cultivated through exercise? It's like a muscle meow. Pork Chop scratched his beard, "I can see that the commander-in-chief wants to train you to meow." ”

Gordon fell into a brief silence.

The speed of the cable car is not slow, and when a person and a cat come to the dining area where the "Arms and Lynx Pavilion" is located, they jump off the cable car.

Gordon casually found a wooden box on the side of the road and sat down, "I'm not the Commander-in-Chief type of leader.

Let me lead a small team to hunt, or command dozens of hunters in a large battle, and I have the confidence to do it better than anyone else.

But I can't be the leader of a large organization, the leader of a chamber of commerce, or the head of a city, or whatever.

Well, Anhill guesses so, but the guy is lazy. ”

"Meow meow."

Gordon rubbed the pig's head and continued: "If Anhill hadn't chosen to become a hunter back then, he might have inherited the family business, become a big businessman, maybe he would have entered politics, and it would be not surprising that he would become a big man like a prime minister, right?"

Hayatta could become a great painter? Or maybe a teacher or something.

But I'm not like Feng Ying, we only seem to be fit to be hunters.

If I wasn't a hunter, I would have worked as a blacksmith in the village of Cocot, or I might have worked my way up as a porter in Minagal Harbour.

As for Feng Ying, being a stupid witch in Flame Village? ”

"Then you should also pick mushrooms in the mountains and forests of Shuretsen Hill now."

Pig Chop scratched his ears and asked with some curiosity: "Then meow in the future?" If Gordon were old and retired in the future, what would he do? ”

"Thinking so far, maybe you'll run around like the Grand Master? When you can't even run, you can find a village to live in seclusion, just like the old fellow in Cocott Village. ”

Gordon smiled, "Find a big rock, stick my heaviest big sword into it, and call it 'Sword of the Brave'."

Those who can pull up that sword with one hand will become a new generation of 'brave men'. ”

"The great sword of the brave that the god has to pull up with one hand, is it screened by muscle mass?!"

"Haha, isn't that also a way?"

Gordon got up from the wooden box, "Let's go, go home and put your luggage first, and then come to the Bobcat Pavilion for a big meal!" ”

"Good meow!"

"Speaking of pork chops, what do you want to do in the future? I mean, much later. ”

"Maybe Meow will open a restaurant like the chef?"

"Bombs and Pig Cat Pavilion?"

"It's hard to hear meow!"

Eat Hesse and rest for a long time.

The day after arriving at the Stellar Stronghold, Gordon took the pork chop with him and actively prepared for the new mission.

They first went to the Institute of Ecology.

They have acquaintances here who can help them get more information about their mission.

"You're going to go to Lu Coral to investigate that 'colorful and weird light'?!" Alva's eyes were also glowing.

"Well, I won't take you."

"Don't! I'm useful! Gather intelligence, map routes, analyze monster habits, and help carry luggage! Please! Take me with you! ”

In the stronghold, Alva, who always looks mild-mannered, jumps out of the stack of books, looking like he is going to hang on to Gordon.

"No! There are too many unknown factors in this mission, not to mention, I am also here to practice, and I can't take care of protecting you. Gordon continued to refuse.

"No protection, no protection! Did you know that the Land Coral Plateau has now replaced the Ancient Tree Forest as the safest hunting ground?

The Aeolian Drifting Dragons, which were originally entrenched in the terrestrial coral plateau, have basically flown away to the permafrost permafrost, and there is a gap in the upper ecological niche.

As long as you bring a few pterosaurs, it is really rampant in the land coral plateau.

What's the situation, it's a big deal, let's smash a homecoming jade, we can always run! ”

"Hmm"

Seeing that Gordon's attitude had softened, Alva hurriedly increased, "And! I've been investigating that guy lately, too! I've gathered almost all the information I can access.

If you're willing to take me there, isn't that information yours? ”

Pork Chop squinted at him, "If I don't take you there, I won't give us information, meow?" In the next meeting, I will go to complain to Lania, saying that you are withholding important information. ”

"Pork chop, how did you become like pandan." Alva tugged at the corners of his mouth, "Don't be so ruthless, I really won't make a mess!" ”

Gordon thought about it for a moment.

Although this guy runs around as soon as he gets out into the field, which is more annoying, it seems that he hasn't really done anything to add chaos in battle.

He certainly wasn't on a hunting mission, but this one was a typical investigative mission, and it seemed good to have a compiler with him.

"Okay, take you there, I won't tell you more nonsense like listening to the command and not running around, you will always forget it then.

All you have to do is remember that 'you'll get beaten up'. Gordon grinned and flashed his fist.

"Okay, okay!" Alva nodded quickly.

Now that he has joined the team, Alva naturally won't hide his secrets anymore, and he poured out all the information he had gathered.

Looking at the information sorted out by the scribes in their notebooks, one by one, Gordon knew that this guy really didn't fool himself.

He did gather a lot of information.

A name, highlighted by the ink - Namire (Mingbolong).

"That's the guy's name?" The pork chop next to the note asked curiously.

"Well, to be precise, it's the name of the ancient dragon that fought with the steel dragon when the first group first came to the New World.

As for whether the 'weird light' that appeared on the land coral platform is it, there is still a question mark first.

There is also the problem that the sightings of this ancient dragon are very contradictory, with keywords such as 'eerie light', 'dull', 'bright color', 'monotonous body color', etc., appearing frequently.

Therefore, I suspect that this 'Ringosaurus' may have multiple states, and of course, it may also be due to male and female individuals.

Further investigation is needed. ”

Gordon carefully read all the sighting information that Alva had sorted out, and after thinking for a moment, he asked, "It seems that a lot of this information was found in the sea?" ”

"Well, by all indications, the dragon has the ability to move in the sea." Alva nodded in confirmation.

Gordon smiled and closed Alva's notebook.

"Since it's a matter of the sea, let's go and ask Aziz, it seems that the commander-in-chief has a sighting information provided by the fishing fleet, which was submitted by Azi."

(End of chapter)