Without too many pleasantries, Lan En knew that he was coming to work.

In his previous conversation with the director of the research institute, he already knew that in addition to the Fifth Regiment, the strongest prey that ordinary survey group hunters could hunt in the New World was the Barbarian Jawsaurus and the Female Fire Dragon.

After all, they were originally the characters who came to the New World to lay the foundation for their strongholds, and it was normal for them not to be good at fighting.

And the current situation of the fifth group hunters is not very optimistic.

In addition to the recommendation group of Wende and Aibo, Aiden, who is in the first echelon, has only just regained the authority to take on two-star missions in the New World.

I've just put on a suit made of Jackal Materials.

Winder advanced the investigation of the molten dragon so quickly that the rest of the hunters of the fifth regiment were now clearly unable to keep up with his intensity.

It can only be said that the recommendation group is ahead of the cliff and has too many ordinary hunters. It is worthy of being a powerful hunter who is qualified to make the entire Fifth Regiment fleet wait for a week.

Under normal circumstances, the Commander-in-Chief would probably give Wende an order to return the aid.

Let him return to the Star Stronghold from the Great Ant Grave Wasteland, and first clean up the barbarian jaws roaming outside to ensure the safety of the material transportation route, and then start the interception plan against the molten mountain dragon.

Even if it may result in wasting time on the road and ultimately missing the opportunity.

The Commander-in-Chief's command style is steady, as he himself says: every member of the New World Survey is invaluable, and he will never expose the Mission's hunters to more tasks than he has his authority.

So even if he had to delay Winder on the road, he would never give the task of 'hunting the Brute Jaws' to Aiden, who had not yet proven himself in the New World.

However, that is under 'normal circumstances'.

And now, there is a hunter from another world in the Star Stronghold who has definitely repelled and is even close to killing the Barbarian Jawsaurus, and there is a hunter from another world!

"The material squad leader is already ready to go with her convoy."

The Commander-in-Chief clasped his hands to his chest and stood in front of the witcher and looked up into Lan's eyes.

"Jack will hunt with you, and the master of swordsmanship will be in the stronghold. You have two days, can you do it? ”

"Your expression is really calm, I don't know what kind of herbivorous dragon I thought this mission was hunting."

Lan said with an eyebrow.

The expression on the commander-in-chief's dark face was as calm as a lake.

But Lane also knew that it was calm. It's about trust.

Just like the night he threw the little coat of arms emblazoned with the white wind on it to Lane.

The commander-in-chief's expression did not change because of Lan En's complaints.

In fact, the expression on that black face hadn't changed until Lan En and his grandson were sent out of the colony's gates.

Determined, and at ease.

Little Jack's face was full of ambition.

Obviously, in his life since he was born in the New World, he seems to have never gone out hunting with the expectations of so many people.

The task of hunting the Brute-Jawed Dragon is crucial to whether the supplies can be quickly transported to the Great Anthill Wasteland, and to set up a defensive line sufficient to stop the Molten Dragon before it passes by.

It can be said that the meaning of the existence of the New World Investigation Team is to find out the truth about [Gulongdu].

And now, in the eyes of everyone in the mission, they have never been so close to the truth.

Just a little bit. That's just the point!

The beautiful squad leader of the material class, the dragon people researcher in the research institute, and even the old men of the Douding dragon people who ran down from the pile of books.

They were all looking forward to the investigation of the ancient dragon.

"Take a deep breath, too excited will make your hand unsteady. And hands that are not stable enough are not eligible to participate in hunting. ”

Lan didn't even look back to hear little Jack's chest throbbing.

He smiled maliciously.

"Haven't played in a scene like this?"

Although Lan En is not very old, he is only in his early twenties now.

And now his physique and appearance make it even more difficult to tell his age. But it probably looks like he is the same age as Little Jack.

But what he says now is like an old fritter leading a newcomer.

But there's nothing to blame for that.

Rann has experienced large-scale battles involving more than 100,000 people, and is the most dazzling and important figure on the battlefield.

The hatred and fear of tens of thousands of enemies, the worship and expectation of tens of thousands of friendly troops. It's not something to worry about for him.

But little Jack. He was born and raised in the New World, and it is estimated that there are no more than 2,000 people in his life to this day.

The gaze of so many people behind him certainly meant a lot to him.

"Whew~ I'm adjusting, I'm adjusting!"

However, thanks to the overly healthy mental state of the hunters in this world, little Jack finally controlled his breathing within the normal range after swallowing nervously for a while.

A healthy mental state is not only optimistic and cheerful in a narrow sense, but also represents good emotional control, stress tolerance and concentration.

Therefore, people with a good psychological state generally do not work too badly.

As you leave the confines of the Star Stronghold, step into the Ancient Tree Forest.

The fresh air and the shadows between the branches and leaves of the trees made the two of them feel relaxed and happy, and at the same time, the vigilance of the hunters also began to increase.

From now on, they have already entered the hunting mission.

They begin to become reticent and use more gestures, eyes, and body movements in communication than to make a sound.

Ancient tree forests are vibrant, but because of this, it means that the number of predators is never small.

"Is the guide worm responding?"

Lane gave little Jack a brief question.

In response, Little Jack flashed the small cage hanging to the left of his belt at Lanne.

The firefly-like guide insects had already protruded from the small cage and flew in a certain direction.

Rann and Little Jack looked at each other, then followed at the same time.

The two of them weave through the dense jungle, and the first thing they spot is the footprints of a group of brute-jawed dragons.

The fluorescence of the guide insects illuminates the silhouette of the weeds pressed into the dirt.

Lan En frowned at the continuous light of the footprints, and his steps slowed.

But little Jack followed closely behind the footprints that were constantly lit up by the guide insects, as if he wanted to find the location of the brute-jawed dragon directly.

"Wait, there's something wrong with these footprints."

Lan En grabbed little Jack, who was buried in following the guide worm.

"Huh?"

And the little Jack who was pulled by him did not question him at first, but began to observe again.

"Like." Little Jack said with some uncertainty after crouching down and observing it carefully for a while.

"Its footprints seem to be unbalanced. Two paws, one heavy and one light."

"Could it be a wounded Jawdragon?" Lan said with his chin pinched. "The limping kind."

"If that's the case, it's a lot easier to deal with."

The corners of Little Jack's mouth hooked up slightly excitedly.

Lan En was noncommittal.

"I hope so."

Thank you again for your comfort in the previous period.

(End of chapter)