Chapter 490 Goodbye, Yuyun
Lifting the curtain at the door of the processing shop, Gordon looked inside, "Boss?"
“It’s Gordon, and Ancil.” The old dragon man carrying a huge forging hammer greeted the two of them.
Lingfeng's incident happened, and it was nearly a week ago when he returned to Jieyun Village.
For this mission, the hunters were more or less injured.
The laceration on Hilda's leg was very deep. Recovery medicine and life dust could only stop the bleeding in an emergency, and it had to be sutured to heal.
Gordon attacked at close range with the wind blade, and there were countless small wounds on his body. The Tyrannosaurus suit also became like a sieve, not to mention the final aftermath of the dragon attribute, which caused considerable damage to his internal organs.
Hayata's mission seems to be the safest, but the power of three groups of high-density dragon-killing carbon explosions in the almost completely enclosed ruins space can be imagined.
It’s been almost a week, and the tinnitus problem of one person and two cats has not been completely cured, and the brain is buzzing.
Only Anhil was the least injured. Apart from some scratches and contusions, he was almost unscathed.
When the group of people helped each other back to the village, they looked really miserable.
But no matter what, it is not an exaggeration to say that he was able to defeat the ancient dragon and solve the incident with this level of injuries without anyone being sacrificed, and it was a complete victory.
“Gordon’s Tyrannosaurus armor has been repaired, but the damage to the breastplate and back was so severe that the old man had to replace the leather in pieces.
Thanks to you, you still have some materials left, otherwise it wouldn’t be enough to make up for it. "The old craftsman of the Dragon Tribe pointed at the dark green armor on the humanoid frame.
Looking at the brand new Dino Tyrannosaurus armor, Gordon said with a smile: "As expected of you, your craftsmanship is absolutely top-notch!"
Ignoring Gordon who couldn't wait to equip his armor, the old craftsman looked at Ancil again, "As for Ancil, I'm sorry, I can only disappoint you.
The materials you sent are too precious and rare, and the quantity is not large. I am not sure that I can help you develop a new type of heavy crossbow without wasting it, so I did not touch those materials. "
“That’s it, thank you for your hard work.” An Xil was slightly disappointed, but he still thanked him seriously.
On this trip to Lingfeng, although they failed to hunt the Misty Dragon, they also obtained some Miscellaneous Dragon materials.
Among them, the main ones are the spinous fin that Gordon cut off during the risky dogfight, and the large main fin that Lanlong cut off with his breath in order to get rid of the restraining bomb.
In addition to a small piece of dragon horn fragments that fell when the mist dragon hit the mountain, the number is really small. It is a wishful thinking to make armors, but if it is used to make weapons, it may be fruitful.
"However, I also have a suggestion. It is said that Tianjin is in trouble"
The old craftsman hesitated for a moment and then continued: "It is said that the destroyed country 'Moon Capital' once used the flying membrane of Tianjin's misfortune, well, it is this thing you call spinous fins to make priests to worship the gods. With miko costumes.
Although there is no more direct evidence, I believe that the hunters of Yuedu have successfully hunted Tianjin's troubled soil. "
Gordon, who was putting on his equipment, raised his head and asked in disbelief: "Have you ever hunted a mistletoe? Really?"
Having seen that kind of horrific scene of world destruction, it was hard for him to imagine how to hunt that thing with human power.
“You said, that country was destroyed?” Anhir paid attention to another important point.
“About ten years ago, a terrifying storm swept through Yuedu and destroyed that country, hmm.” The old craftsman pondered, and did not continue to talk in depth about this matter.
Gordon scratched his chin and whispered, "Here comes the little one, the old one?"
"You mean, the craftsmen in Yuedu have the technology, or the blueprints, to make Lanlong equipment?" Anhil asked.
“There is a possibility, but there are only a few surviving members of Yuedu, and they have long since disappeared.”
The old craftsman stroked the white membranes and carapace on the table, "If you feel that you are very free, you can take these materials and try your luck in the southern part of the Western Continent.
Over the years, the survivors of that storm should have dispersed and integrated into various cities and villages. "
“The south, that’s a coincidence.”
Anhil raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at Gordon, "Your equipment has been repaired and we are almost rested. Isn't it time to set off?"
Gordon smiled and tossed his helmet, "Okay, but before that, let's take a nice dip in the hot springs."
Gordon and his team, or in other words, the "Silverside" team are leaving.
It’s time to restart the journey.
In the past half a year, they have almost completely integrated into the village.
On the day before leaving, there was the village chief lady, the meeting hall manager, the two waitresses at Hanazadao, the old craftsmen of the processing shop, the hot spring cat shopkeeper, and the beverage cat.
Many acquaintances, and even many villagers, spontaneously came to the entrance of the village to practice for them.
All kinds of specialties, gifts, and souvenirs were piled on the empty boat they were about to board. If the empty boat was not nearly full, there would probably be many more gifts.
"Instructor Hilda, are you ready to garrison in Yuyun Village?" Hayata looked curiously at Hilda, who was standing next to the village chief and waving to them with a smile.
“Huhu~.”
After a burst of iconic laughter, Hilda said: "We won't be stationed for a long time, but we will stay for a while longer. Although the storm at Lingfeng has subsided, basic follow-up observations still need to be carried out.
Besides, I still have to find time to teach my little apprentice~. "
"Little apprentice?" Gordon looked curiously at the little girl named Huali who was following Hilda.
"Yes, I have decided to accept her as a closed disciple."
Hilda stretched out her fingers and pinched Xiaohuali's expressionless cheek, "But she is still too young. I plan to teach her some basic knowledge first and read more books about monsters.
When she is fourteen or fifteen years old, she will be taken to Dongdoruma for formal training. "
Pork Chop on the side whispered: "Please don't ignore the teachings on hunting regulations, meow."
Xiaohuali, who had experienced the monster massacre of the village and had some radical ideas, was deeply impressed by the scene of chopping up the baby of the poisonous monster dragon with a knife.
“Oh~, after all, I am also a serious instructor. Do you still need to remind me of this, little kitty?”
After moving the pork chop, Hilda looked at the young hunters again, "I almost forgot to mention that the mission report we submitted to the guild headquarters has received a reply.
Gordon, Hayata, and Ancier each have seven stars, and one eight-star mission each, including the last time they rescued the scholars.
This is a receipt, reward collection and hunter note information update, which can be completed at any larger gathering place. "
The administrator on the side turned slightly dark when he heard this. The Jieyun Village Hot Spring Assembly Hall is one of those "not large enough" assembly halls.
Gordon and the other three took the receipt and put it away carefully.
"There is really no one who has completed the eight-star mission as a five-star hunter. I heard that little Hayata has participated in the mission of defeating the ancient dragon more than once before?" Hilda left the crowd, walked up to Gordon and the others, and asked in a low voice .
“Yeah, but I only helped a little bit.” Hayata was a little embarrassed.
“In any case, you and Little Ancier have entered the guild headquarters, or in other words, entered the great elder’s sight.”
Hilda shook the letter in her hand, "Originally, you two could have been directly promoted to a higher position, but someone suggested that two other high-ranking hunters would be involved in the entire mission.
Plus, you two have been promoted to five stars not long ago, so they still have some doubts about your strength."
“Tsk.”
Hearing this, Gordon smacked his lips in dissatisfaction. He felt that this standard was too subjective.
When he was promoted to a high position at the end of last year, it was only a few months after he was promoted to five stars. He was also led by a high-ranking hunter, and the strength of the Qilin he defeated was far less than that of Lanlong.
As a result, he was successfully promoted, but Hayata and the others were not.
“However, the letter also states that Hayata and Anhir, you two have directly qualified to accept the six-star assessment task. As long as you hunt a six-star monster independently, you can be promoted to a higher position.”
"Must one person conduct the assessment alone?" Gordon couldn't help but ask.
"Well, you have to hunt alone. After all, there is a threshold between five and six stars. The assessment for promotion to the top is always higher." Hilda said seriously. She still fully recognized this rule.
Gordon looked at Ancil with pity, "Heavy Crossbowman, come on."
Hayata couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled, while Anhir snorted coldly, "Don't worry, add a shield to the king's tooth cannon, and six stars for one person will be six stars for one person."
ps. Who is the ancient dragon that destroyed the Moon Capital? The official hasn’t confirmed it yet, but when it comes to storms, everyone basically guesses the Lanlong. I think so too—
Ka **** won’t suddenly say with a smile one day, “It’s Feng Shenlong, right?”
(End of this chapter)