The sun was scorching, the scorching heat swept across the desert, and the undulating curves of the dunes became blurred and distorted.

In the circular grotto, several tents with tarpaulins bearing crimson cat's paw prints are arranged around the campfire.

Several black cats with pure black hair and half a human height stand upright with their paws on the ground, surrounding a four-wheeled wooden flatbed truck for maintenance.

Inside the camp, in the shadow of the grotto rock wall, Li Ming, who was wearing a bear pajamas, was lying on a dilapidated straw mat with his legs crossed.

He was a time-traveler who had visited the world of Monster Hunt a month earlier.

For this world where monsters are rampant and the living environment is extremely harsh, Li Ming has only learned about it in the game.

When he first arrived, he felt that he was just around the corner to become a great hunter and make a name for himself in the world of monster hunting.

Only one day later, Li Ming lowered his requirements for himself slightly, and changed his goal to live until tomorrow in this sandy wasteland.

With little knowledge of survival in the wild, after three days of perseverance, the Meilu cat tribe in front of him took him in.

Unlike the Elu cat, which is familiar to hunters, it has a theft from humans, and the Meilu cat, whose overall coat is mainly black, has always been the object of beware.

Compared to struggling to survive alone in the sandbara, living in this tribe is the best choice at the moment.

Perhaps due to the highly friendly atmosphere of the Monster Hunt World, the Meilu cats did not ask too much of Li Ming.

Complete the daily camp maintenance work for two cats every day, occasionally assist the rescue flatbed truck that is stuck in the quagmire to get out of trouble, and pretend to be a hunter to intimidate the Huang Sulong group, and you can receive a stable food supply.

For humans, the amount of food customized by Meilu cats is pitiful, and what is even more difficult is that Li Ming's food has been skyrocketing since he visited the monster hunting world.

Finding something to eat every day to fill his stomach has become the theme of his current life.

啵~啵~...

Pale pink cat's paw pads, trampling on dry sand, leaving a string of plum blossom-shaped paw prints.

Wearing a red scarf, Mi Duoduo, a black-haired plum cat, hunched over and carrying a plate of fiery red tropical strawberries, ran to the straw mat.

"Li Ming, did Ichigo Kurosaki rescue Rukia?"

Mi Duoduo raised a pair of cat ears and asked eagerly.

Li Ming turned around and lay on his side, picked the largest strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth, and responded while chewing: "Hmm~hmm~... I can't remember. ”

Mi Duoduo's eyes sank, and the cat's paw pinched the outer edge of the plate, and was about to take it away.

"Don't worry, I reminisce... Rescued. ”

Li Ming said, and hurriedly stuffed another tropical strawberry.

"What a meow! Did Naruto find Sasuke? ”

"Did you tell you this story too?"

"Meow! Just last night. ”

"Found it."

"Great, meow!"

Meilu said and happily put down the plate.

Li Ming crossed over here, and there was nothing else on his body except for a set of blue bear pajamas.

Fortunately, entertainment is scarce here, and telling stories to the Meilu cats in exchange for food in front of the campfire at night has become one of the ways to fill your stomach.

Mi Duoduo is the most enthusiastic listener in the tribe, and he also gives the most food, so he can be said to be Li Ming's "big brother".

On the four-wheeled flatbed, the leader of the Meilu Cat tribe, Eller, who was wearing binoculars and a one-eyed eye patch, waved his cat's paw and shouted, "Midodo, come quickly, the ambulance team is about to set off." ”

"Here comes meow! I'll come back to you when I'm done to hear the details of the story. ”

Mi Duoduo used all four claws together and ran away quickly.

"The hunter team that is preparing for the rescue this time, meow in the fourth area of the sand plain, set off!"

The leader Eller gave an order, and all the meows worked together to push the flatbed, bringing up a cloud of dark yellow smoke.

Boom!

The small double-opening wooden door in the rock wall of the camp was smashed open, and the flatbed truck sped out of the grotto, quickly disappearing into the dunes.

Follow the hunter team to carry out the first aid and evacuation mission, which has a large proportion of the income of the Meilu cat tribe.

Each successful rescue of a hunter and the delivery of a seriously injured person to a field camp will result in one-third of the total amount of the hunting contract.

However, the risk is also quite high, although the land planing escape technique is a necessary skill for Meilu's cats, but unfortunately the reality is not a game, and Ailu and Meilu will also die if they are hit hard when they participate in the hunt.

The many small graves around the grotto camp were left by the cats.

It takes at least a week to carry out the rescue mission, and if you don't want to starve to death, you still have to go out to hunt for food...

Li Ming touched his shriveled stomach, got up from the straw mat, and poured all the tropical strawberries on the plate into his backpack as a food reserve.

Before the Meilu Cat Ambulance Team set off, they would take all the food supplies in the camp with them, not to prevent Li Ming from stealing food, but to return time, depending on when the hunter team completes the hunting mission.

If the hunting progress of the hunter team does not go well, the return date will be delayed, so there must be sufficient food security.

In the hollow of the camp rock wall, there is an oval stone with a dark red cat's paw print, which the Merlu cats call the meow god altar.

Underneath the altar, trivial tributes were piled up like garbage.

Knotted crumbs, bottles with cracks, wooden knotweeds, small wooden barrels without a top lid, small top caps without wooden barrels, leftover fish bones...

The things that the Meilu cats offer to the meow god are very strange.

Li Ming rummaged through one of them, picked up a piece of red jerky, sniffed it to make sure it wasn't rotten, blew the sand and dust attached to it, and then put it in his mouth.

"Hmm~Hmm~... Tastes good. ”

While chewing hard, a comment floated out.

Stealing the tribute of the meow god, of course, can only be done when there is no meow in the clan.

After eating about two minutes of food in the tribute pile, Li Ming folded his hands and learned the daily prayer of the plum cat.

"Great meow god, I'm about to go hunting, and although I'm not a Meru cat, please bless me by the way."

After saying it with a reverent face, a series of fogged blurred fonts gradually became clear in front of him.

You have obtained the [Meow God's Elven Protection (Small)].

Effect: Blessing from the meow god, a small chance to reduce the damage received within three days.

The atomized font continued for a moment, dissipating into the air.

"Is it that the tribute is eaten too ruthlessly, and the elf protection I gave last time is still intermediate..."

Li Ming muttered suspiciously.

This ability to see the name of the skill, I haven't figured out exactly where it comes from, so I can only identify it as some kind of golden finger with a simple function.

The next step is to prepare for the hunt.

Due to his remote location, Li Ming has not yet come into contact with humans in the Monster Hunting World.

However, in the past month, I have learned a lot of information related to hunting from Midodona.

Combined with the experience in the monster hunting game, coupled with the accumulation of perception of the environment, he summed up a set of hunting processes that are quite applicable.

First of all, it is the procurement of equipment and materials before the trip.

When we came to the campfire in the middle of the camp, there were many half-cut stones left on the sand.

Midodo said that these were leftovers from hunters, and that they were used to polish the short cat weapons, so every time they picked up, they would be brought back to the camp.

Li Ming sat cross-legged on the sand, took out a scimiar-bladed short knife, and scraped and polished the blade.

This short knife can definitely be regarded as a fierce weapon in the world it once lived in.

However, in the world of monster hunting, it is only called the Hunter's Knife, which is used exclusively for material cutting or temporary kitchen knives.

As for the source, it was also picked up by Midodo in the wild.

呲~呲~...

The sparks splashed and polished dozens of times, and Li Ming raised the blade of the knife to observe.

The blade reflected in the scorching sun flashed a cross sharpness.

In order to deal effective damage to monsters covered in hard carapaces, the weapons in the monster hunt are either powerful or extremely sharp.

The hunter's knife that Li Ming was about to bring to hunt for food was obviously not a conventional hunting weapon.

But in the Melu cat tribe, there are only canes and short swords that are suitable for cat's claws, and this is already the most handy.

And even if there were really hunter weapons available, Li Ming felt that with his current physical fitness, it would be difficult to wield them.

Come to the edge of the dry well in the camp and borrow a rope to go down.

In the damp and cold underground grotto, an underground river with cold water runs through it.

Filling the cortical water bladder, Li Ming crawled out of the wellhead and returned to the surface, picked up the scroll-shaped map, and brought a bamboo hat.

With the equipment and supplies ready, Li Ming bent down through the mouth of the cave and closed the two small wooden doors.

The last members to leave the camp were to be responsible for concealment, taking two of them out of the tumbleweed mass that had been piled up under the rock wall and fastening them to the door with a knot, which was considered to complete the shielding of the entrance.

Walking on the warm sand for a while, he unfolded the banner scroll.

This map of the sandfields with the dragon's paw print in the upper left corner, judging from the date marking, was released by the Sandstone Cave Branch of the Hunter's Guild a year ago.

In addition to giving detailed directions, the map also has reminders of the activity areas of high-risk monsters.

The bright red warning markers indicate the approximate range of activities of the ceratosaurus and the slaying dragon in the sand plains.

Due to factors such as the migration of monsters and the update of observation information, this map has long lost its timeliness.

Fortunately, the Meilu cat tribe will also do a lot of reconnaissance work on the whereabouts of powerful monsters, and if there are really traces of abnormal activities recently, Li Ming would rather starve than go hunting.

After about an hour of walking, after climbing over a sand dune, a waterhole surrounded by greenery came into view.

Li Ming immediately crawled and began to watch.

Three carapace herbivorous dragons with turtleshell-like curved back armor, their four soles are slowly moving, and they look in a leisurely and casual state.

Although it is the population at the bottom of the original ecological niche, for the current Li Ming, the head and tail hammer with sharp bone spurs on the other side are still very threatening.

It is obviously unwise to attack from the front.

Two large and one small, these three carapace herbivorous dragons should be a family of three, and they have to find a way to separate them first.

After thinking for a while, Li Ming felt that the juvenile monster was lively and inexperienced, so it was the best target to start.

Keep your breath down, slow your steps, and lean in.

Sand ~ Sand ~

It wasn't until he hid in the grass on the outskirts of the oasis that he dared to open his mouth to catch his breath and calm his breath.

A moment later, aiming at the juvenile carapace herbivorous dragon, a stone was thrown.

Bang~

The stone fell on the back armor with a crisp smashing sound, and the three dragons shook their necks at the same time, looking around.

The doubts of the two adults quickly disappeared, and the hem of the tail hammer continued to sweep the ground, pacing slowly.

The curious and energetic young dragon did not give up, and kept turning its body on the ground with its four feet, trying to find out who threw the stone.

Sand ~ Sand ~

When his eyes turned to this side, Li Ming saw the right time, grabbed the grass branches and shook them slightly.

The juvenile carapace herbivorous dragon stood still and began to watch.

Oh~

The juvenile carapace herbivorous dragon suddenly turned its head and let out a low growl at the two adults, then leaned its neck forward, facing the direction of the grass, as if to inform it of its major discovery.

Seeing this, Li Ming's eyes sank, and he began to make plans for retreat.

Fortunately, the two adults didn't care, and just looked back.

Bang~Bang~...

A trail of hoof prints was left on the moist sand by the lake, and the young dragon slowly approached.

Although it is a baby dragon, this carapace herbivorous dragon is also five meters long, and if you want to kill it as quickly as possible, you can only attack at weak points.

Li Ming held his breath and looked at the bottom of his neck stretched forward.

The firm, plump skin there has not yet formed a rough and thick stratum corneum like an adult, and under the oblique sunlight, there are flashes of golden arcs in the shape of waves.

Okay, that's it, come here...

Li Ming raised the tip of the hunter's knife he was holding slightly and found a smooth angle suitable for stabbing with all his strength.

Puff~

The silver tip of the knife stabbed into the neck from below, thick blood dripping down the blade.

No, it's too shallow...

Li Ming, who was crouching, got up, staggered his feet on the ground, pressed his left palm against the handle of the knife, and pushed forward with all his might.

Poof!

The blade went deeper, and a cloud of blood splattered out.

Oh~

Hearing the whimpering whimpering of the young dragon, the two adult crustacean herbivorous dragons reacted quickly, quickly turning around and running.

Seeing that there was not much time left, Li Ming changed his hands to hold the hilt, exerted force sideways, and used the deep blade to slash horizontally.

呲~

The blade of the knife that cuts the throat comes out from the side of the neck.

As the young dragon retreated, its heavy wheezing intensified.

Seeing a large amount of blood gushing out from the wound and achieving his goal, Li Ming turned his head and ran wildly to escape.

Oh! Oh! ...

Two adult carapace herbivorous dragons, let out a roar of resentment.

Although they have enough speed to rush and rush, they still lack a lot in terms of endurance and ability to change direction.

Li Ming, who was bent on fleeing, quickly got rid of the pursuit.

While gasping violently, he looked back at the waterhole.

The adult female returns to the collapsed baby dragon and gently rests her head against the door of the opponent's head to soothe her.

After a while, the head of the young dragon's head hung down into the blood-soaked sand, and his eyes lost their brilliance.

The adult male stares for a moment, lets out a low growl, and then turns to walk, as if numb to the loss of his cub.

Adult females paced around the carcass of the young dragon, but some carnivorous monsters that were sensitive to the smell of blood were probably on their way to chase and soon reluctantly left.

"I'm sorry, I'm not strong enough now, otherwise I would definitely reunite your family."

Seeing the two dragons gradually moving away, Li Ming let out a sigh.

In the treacherous sandplains, there's no time to reminisce about the joy of your first successful hunt.

Run to the young dragon's corpse and pull out the hunter's knife from the scabbard behind his waist.

Just as he was about to try to cut the material, Li Ming was stunned.

Next to the young dragon's corpse, three white mist clouds were hovering against the sand.

"Skills.... Young dragon mallet..."

Seeing the characters appearing in one of the fogs, Li Ming vaguely guessed a possibility.