MTL - Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter-Chapter 6 poisonous mushrooms

  Chapter 6 Mushrooms are poisonous

  The sky was gray, and Gordon got up from the bed on time.

   Moved his right arm, relaxed and flexible, and twisted his waist again. The crisp crackling sound told him that the bone injury had healed.

   I jumped a few more times, and there was no dull pain or dull feeling in the chest and abdominal cavity. It seemed that my physical condition had returned to its best.

   With fists, the solid strength made him grin his mouth in satisfaction.

  Turn out a few pieces of food to carry, and fill your stomach with water.

  Put the parts of the hunter suit on his body one by one. After the arming was completed, Gordon equipped the round shield and carefully polished the hunter knife with a whetstone.

   After finishing all this, Gordon stepped out of the tent.

  The hunter's knife exudes the unique dark purple color of the dried poisonous mushroom juice, and the water bag is filled with crude recovery medicine, which is full.

  The "black heart big matsutake", which is the core part of the battle, is wrapped in large leaves and carefully put into the luggage.

   Take a long breath.

   Facing the rising sun, Gordon strode to the gate of the camp, and like a really seasoned hunter, he started his first "unscrupulous" hunt in his life.

   More than an hour passed.

  Gordon is not in a hurry, only with enough patience can he discover the clues of the monster's whereabouts.

   Now, he has a discovery.

   Touching the trace of the dye ball paint on the trunk, Gordon sniffed, trying to distinguish the smell of dyed fruit remaining in the air.

   And use this to confirm the position and distance of the big wild boar king at this time.

   It has been more than ten hours since the battle last night, and the effect time of the dye ball has basically reached the limit.

   Thankfully, it didn't rain last night, otherwise the effect of the dye ball would be greatly reduced, and the traces and smells left by the paint would also be washed away.

   In that case, I would really be a headless chicken.

   "Northeast, about two to three kilometers away. The stream with a lot of mushrooms? Good luck." Gordon's eyes lit up and he said to himself.

  In the past two years, at least one third of his time has been spent in the outskirts of Xiuletsen Hill.

   Not to mention that he knows every plant and tree like the palm of his hand, but he is also clear about the environment of the area, the terrain, and the products.

  The area where the Big Wild Boar King is currently located is relatively flat and densely covered with streams. It is one of the best mushroom collection spots nearby, and the other party is likely to be looking for food nearby.

  This will greatly increase the success rate of "prescription" operations.

  The pace began to quicken.

  He must arrange the poison bait before the big wild boar king is full.

   After traveling for more than half an hour, the faint smell of dyed **** in the air gradually became continuous and obvious.

  Gordon knew that he was not far from his goal.

  Take off the helmet, and use the sensitive skin on the cheeks and neck to instantly judge the wind direction at this time.

  Luck is not bad, he is in the downwind position, as long as he is careful, he can sneak up on the big wild boar king without worrying about being discovered by the latter.

  Gordon continued to approach slowly.

   This time, he learned the lesson from last night, while moving forward in a detour, he carefully inspected the situation in the surrounding area.

   To be honest, he has some psychological shadows.

   Hunting the big wild boar, a big wild boar king came out, what strange things came out when hunting the big wild boar, is he still alive?

   Fortunately, during the daytime, Xiulet Senqiu is relatively calm. Apart from a few herbivorous dragons grazing slowly, the only animals bigger than rabbits are spirit deer, which are more timid than rabbits.

   quietly probed, approached, and nearly half an hour passed.

   Gordon, who was crawling and lurking in the bushes, saw the huge and mighty figure again.

  The big wild boar king strolls slowly among the streams and vegetation, looking for delicious berries and mushrooms.

   Its left hind leg seems to be abnormal, and the time it takes to land on the ground is shorter than that of the right leg when walking, which makes Gordon feel a little happy.

  The knife that he desperately slashed last night finally injured the Achilles tendon of the Big Wild Boar King. Relying on his own recovery ability, just one night is not enough for the wound to fully heal.

  This may be an opportunity for him.

  Gordon did not rush out recklessly. Since there is a gap in hard power, he must be cautious. It is not yet time to start a direct battle.

   Observed for a while, and after confirming the general route of the Big Wild Boar King, Gordon retreated quietly.

  He wants to be the first to rush to the next foraging point of the Big Wild Boar King to make arrangements.

   A few minutes later, Gordon came to a glade.

  There are many fallen pine trees here, with broken trunks and raised roots. These trees have long since died, but they are "alive" in another way.

  Everything in the forest has its value, and dead wood is no exception.

  Whether it is soft and thick moss that completely covers the rotten wood, or the clumps of mushrooms, they are the favorite food of the Big Wild Boar King.

  The big matsutake, which is regarded as a "treasure in the forest" by gourmets, can occasionally be collected near here.

  Gordon is at least 70% sure that the Big Wild Boar King will pass by here soon to enjoy a delicious meal.

   Grab a handful of moss that smells a bit off-the-nose from the tree nearby, and wipe it vigorously on the hands and feet a few times, so as to eliminate the human smell and prevent the big wild boar king from discovering the flaw in a while.

  Find a stump where the big matsutake was collected in the past, and after burying the paralyzing mushrooms and poisonous mushrooms disguised as the big matsutake, Gordon cleared the traces and left silently.

  The smell of the big matsutake that was chopped and applied to these poison baits is strong enough. Gordon believes that even if it is buried in the soil, the big wild boar king will find it accurately.

  To be honest, Gordon didn't know whether this could fool the big wild boar king's keen sense of smell, and whether the poison bait would work after being eaten.

   If it doesn't work, everything can only be handed over to the hunter's knife in his hand.

  Looking around, he found a leeward bush and lurked. All he could do next was wait.

   Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour.

  Time passed by, and Gordon told himself over and over again in his heart to be patient, but even so, his emotions inevitably began to become anxious.

   Just as he was about to give up, the heavy footsteps of the Big Wild Boar King came from afar.

  Gordon felt his heart beating rapidly. He quickly adjusted his breathing, trying to suppress his heartbeat and panting, and lay motionless behind the bushes like a real stake.

  The big wild boar king's nose twitched around.

  It seems to faintly smell the smell of that hateful human being.

  But compared to the faint breath, a certain intoxicating aroma that often appears in its dreams makes it more concerned-it is the aroma of big matsutake.

  Even if it is the king of the whole group, it does not often have the opportunity to eat the delicious big matsutake. When was the last time you had this delicacy? It seems to be the autumn before the breeding season. The sweet taste is really unforgettable.

  Following the scent, the Big Wild Boar King trotted all the way to the tree stump.

  The long nose easily arches the floating soil, revealing the delicious food buried under the soil.

  The aroma of the big matsutake suddenly became more intense. Unlike before, this time the "big matsutake" is actually mixed with the sweet fragrance of honey.

   Hululu, it seems that there are some other flavors mixed in it?

do not care!

  The Big Wild Boar King opened his mouth wide, chewed those delicious mushrooms into his mouth in a few mouthfuls, and swallowed them down.

   A moment later, intermittent roars due to abdominal pain and oral paralysis resounded through the entire mountain forest.

  (end of this chapter)