Chapter 57 First Arrival at the Wetland
After listening to Oshula’s introduction, Gordon realized that the material source of this light crossbow called “Strange Bird’s Wrath” was the famous monster known as “Teacher Yangkuku” - the big strange bird.
Although I have never seen this kind of monster with my own eyes, the name of the big strange bird is so popular that even country boys have heard about it.
In the hunter circle, the ability to hunt a big strange bird alone has almost become the benchmark for distinguishing "novices" from "veterans".
In terms of species classification, the big strange birds belong to the ornithosaur species, which is the category to which the blue velociraptor belongs, but in terms of strength, their strength is quite close to that of the flying dragon species.
With a huge size of eight to ten meters, a body structure similar to that of a flying dragon, and even an attack method similar to the breath of a fire dragon, it can be regarded as a "castrated" flying dragon.
Nearly all hunters will use them as training objects before trying to hunt flying dragons, hence the name "Yangkuku Teacher".
As for why Oshura chose this ‘Wrath of the Strange Bird’ as a weapon, the main reason is that it has the best ammunition capacity (normal ammunition) among low-level light crossbows.
Also, it can fire fire bombs, which can be called a weapon against the Peach-haired Beast King.
Gordon and Urshula did not stay in the hunter camp for too long, and they were not novices anymore, so they did not need to spend too much time adjusting.
It’s morning now. While it’s still early, we might be able to finish the hunt before the sun sets.
Just a few minutes after leaving the camp, Gordon felt that his whole body was soaked. According to Oshula, it rains here at least 200 days a year.
Countless streams, ponds, swamps and lakes together form the unique moist ecology of the Kurbutios Wetland.
It is precisely because of the existence of such large and small water bodies that the wetlands are filled with an annoying small monster—flying beetles.
These huge insects, about half a meter long, are good at flying and will actively attack humans.
If stung by a bee sting filled with paralyzing toxins, the hunter will be paralyzed and unable to move for a short period of time, which is extremely dangerous in a hunting ground full of dangers.
“So, it is everyone’s responsibility to eliminate bugs!”
Oshula screamed strangely, and kept pulling the trigger of the light crossbow in his hand. The flying crossbow bullets spurted out from the bird's beak one after another, shooting down a flying beetle that was approaching.
“Oh! Good luck! Gordon, your transfer gold coin is really useful, we didn’t break it!”
Oshula excitedly ran to the body of the flying beetle that fell on the ground and was still twitching, and carefully began to peel it off, mumbling at the same time.
"This thing is not common in Xiuret. If you come into contact with it more, you will know that the body structure of this kind of insect is fragile, and it will be broken into pieces if you are not careful. Therefore, the material is hard to come by and relatively precious. "
Putting away the flying beetle's silky-thin but quite tough wings, Oshula patted his bag with satisfaction and stood up with a look of gain.
Gordon was speechless.
“Didn’t I say that crossbow bullets are precious and cannot be wasted on these small monsters?”
"Hey, I'm talking about special ammunition such as flame bombs and armor-piercing grenades. I just used the most common lv1 normal ammunition. The quantity is large and the tube is full, so I don't worry about running out."
As she spoke, Urshula turned sideways and showed Gordon the pile of magazines on her ammunition belt.
Most of them were normal ammunition. As for the more powerful and larger special ammunition such as flame bombs, she didn't bring much, so she took Gordon's advice.
lived.
Pork Chop, whose hair had been soaked by the rain, shook his body vigorously, causing water droplets to splash in all directions.
Hate rainy days, meow!
Noting the pitiful appearance of the former with his ears drooped, Gordon felt a little distressed. Cats hate water, and Ellu is no exception.
“No, meow!” Zhupa shook his head hard again, “If you can’t overcome the rain, you won’t be able to get stronger, meow!”
Seeing Pork Chop’s resolute attitude, Gordon naturally couldn’t say anything more.
Oshula on the side also squatted down, rubbed its little head vigorously, and kept saying: "Why can't I meet such a sensible hunting cat?
Gordon, all your luck as a kid has been used in this aspect, right? "
Gordon grinned and did not deny it.
“Tsk, I’ll find a hunting cat partner later.” Looking at Gordon’s slightly satisfied expression, Urshula muttered, then she stood up and her tone became serious:
“Okay, let’s stop talking nonsense and quickly find that pink fat guy and go home. It’s going to rain too much and no one will feel comfortable.”
“Do you have any idea where the Peach-haired Beast King might appear?” Gordon also became serious, “On such a rainy day, it’s not easy to find the footprints and follow them.”
Oshula **** her wild waves with a leather rope and said: "There are two places near here where the mushrooms grow much, and it may go to look for food.
Or go further north to higher ground, where there is a rainforest with rich vegetation. The peach-haired beasts like to build their nests there, and you might find something there. "
"It's my first time in the wetland and I'm not familiar with it. Which side do you think is more likely? Let's go there." Gordon decided to listen to the more experienced Oshula's advice.
“I think it’s about the same. It depends on luck. How about you try flipping a coin? You know, that’s the one.”
Gordon's forehead veins twitched.
Sister, can you be more reliable?
Noticing Gordon's face gradually darkening, Oshura smiled dryly, raised his hands to express surrender, and began to analyze seriously.
“The peach-haired beasts don’t like to be active in rainy days. The reason is the same as pork chops. It will be inconvenient if their fur gets wet. Let’s go to the rain forest in the north to find the peach-haired beast’s lair. The effect should be better.”
Oshula's analysis this time was more reasonable. Gordon nodded and his face looked better.
He finally figured out that Urshula was actually very capable, but she had a relatively free personality and liked to do whatever she wanted. If no one came to regularly remind her, she would probably make some inexplicable decisions.
After deciding on the direction, Gordon and Pork Chop started on their way under the guidance of Oshula.
To be honest, even though he had only been here for less than half a day, Gordon already felt that he didn't like the hunting ground in the wetland very much.
Excessive rain has made the land here always in a sticky and muddy state. It feels like a suction cup when you step on it. Even lifting your steps requires two more efforts than usual.
Oshula, who was walking in front, seemed to have a lighter step.
Gordon initially thought that this was the difference caused by his own weight and the weight of his armor and weapons, but after a simple observation, he overturned his idea.
Oshula’s pace is rather special.
She consciously distributed her weight to the outer edges of her feet, so that the soles of her feet barely touched the ground. This avoided the dilemma of the entire sole being sucked into the mud.
Gordon tried to imitate.
It was not smooth at first. Because the area of the soles of his feet contacting the ground was reduced, and he was fully armed and weighed more than 150 kilograms, he began to frequently get stuck in the mud, and the distance between the two people also increased.
Oshula, who noticed this, did not slow down to wait for him. He just turned his head and said, "Slower steps, quicken the pace."
“So this is it, shorten the stride length, lighten the steps, and speed up the frequency at the same time?” Gordon whispered to himself, and after being reminded, he immediately grasped the key.
Adjust, try, fail, adjust, keep trying, and the cycle repeats.
His pace is getting faster and faster.
(End of this chapter)