Chapter 663 The Cat Hunting Team sets off!
“vomit meow—”
Motion sickness has nothing to do with strength and perseverance.
Perhaps it was because it was his first time riding a minecart. His bones vomited even more than Ancil's. In the end, he couldn't help but fainted and fell into the car body, convulsing.
Worried that something might happen to this guy, Gordon and others had to give up their plan to take the mine cart to a farther location, and got off the car at a camp near the mine to let the bones slow down first.
The result was similar to Ancier's. Not long after leaving the mine cart, he returned to full vigor and vitality. The previous tragic scene of frothing at the mouth, convulsions, and fainting seemed to have been staged. Only Ancier could understand its pain.
The recovered bones refused to approach the minecart again.
Considering that the minecart’s rails haven’t been laid very far, continuing to take the train won’t save much time.
Anhil and Bones formed a firm alliance again, and their resistance was much stronger than when Anhil was alone. The rest of the journey turned directly to walking.
With a clear route and plan, they took the shortest route directly through the underground cave and arrived at the hunter camp near the lava canyon in less than two days.
After another half-day of rest, the four hunting cats arrived at the entrance of the camp and were making final confirmations before departure.
Hunters and tooth hounds were "left" in the camp on standby. They were not the protagonists of this mission.
“Check weapons and armor for the last time, meow.”
“It’s over, meow!”
“Ready Meow!”
"Meow meow!"
“Check the food, chestnuts, acorns, all kinds of flutes.”
“It’s over, meow!”
“No problem, meow!”
"Meow meow!"
In the camp, the hunters craned their necks and paid attention to what was going on here.
Ancier commented with great interest: "It's quite interesting. Bones is a good leader. I guess it's not our turn to take action this time."
"Keep your voice down, don't forget that it's an old timer just because it's Elu." Gordon said seriously: "It may take longer than the four of us to become hunters combined."
“You are right.” Anhir made a gesture to zip up his mouth.
Feng Ying, on the other hand, looked like "I've been deceived." "I thought I could finally see the legendary ancient dragon when I came out this time, but it turned out that we came to the camp to wait for orders?"
“Tyrannosaurus is a species of flying dragon.” Hayata reminded her in a low voice.
“Huh? Is that so?”
Gordon couldn't hold it back, raised his hand and punched Feng Ying in the head.
When will this guy learn to listen carefully when sharing information?
“Let’s go, meow!”
"Meow!!"
While Gordon was teaching Feng Ying a lesson, the hunting cats shouted loudly and rushed out of the camp.
The bones and the fire sickle were very fast, and Pork Chop Pandan had to go all out to keep up with them.
Such high-speed movement continued until after entering the lava canyon. Feeling the normal high temperature, Bones signaled his companions to suspend their actions.
Out of caution, even though there were no other creatures in the canyon, Bones still led them to find a hidden place to hide temporarily, and then start communicating again.
“I’ve been to the lava canyon too, and the temperature is indeed abnormal, so prepare to take a cold drink,” Bones said.
Elu and Melalu are better able to adapt to the ambient temperature than humans.
Pork Chop also took out the lava animal skin insulated claw covers that Hayata had sewn for them from his luggage, and distributed them to his friends, "If you go further, the cats will be scorched, so wearing these will make them feel better."
Xianglan happily put on the claw sheaths. She hesitated for a moment and took the claws but didn’t put them on. The fire sickle was not even connected.
Such an action naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of Pig Chops and others.
Huo Si doesn’t like contact with humans, and they know this, but they have gotten along quite well in the past few days, and they don’t know why the former is so repulsive to the claw sleeves.
Seeing that Xianglan was baring her fangs, Bones explained, "The temperature on the ground is not unbearably hot yet, and even if it can cause burns, I don't recommend putting leather covers on the front paws. The most you can do is Meow wearing hind paws.
The front paws are used for using weapons, various props, and digging holes. Wearing a leather sheath will have too much impact. "
After explaining the reason, Bones glared at Meilalu, the only member of the team, "Although this is a temporary team and everyone lacks tacit understanding and trust, in order to complete the mission, I still hope that all cats will get along well."
Faced with the leader's "name and criticism", Huo Lian took the claw sleeve with a grunt, hung it on his luggage, and shook his ears at Xianglan and the others as an apology.
Xianglan snorted and retracted her fangs.
“Eat now and save your energy, meow. After contacting the induction target, we estimate that we will not be able to rest for a long time, meow.”
As Bones said, he took out the dried fish and started chewing it. Seeing this, the other hunting cats also took out the food.
Pork Chop thought about it and gave some of his fish sausages to Bones and Fire Scythe.
Such an initiative to repair the relationship attracted Bones’ approving gaze, and it also gave Pig Chop and the others its favorite dried fish.
Huo Si, who was holding a sausage in his mouth, hesitated for a moment and took out his favorite thin stick of wood and polygonum, only to receive a claw from the bone.
"Who asked you to bring this meow in the mission! Don't lead young meows into bad ways!"
"Meow"
Xianglan licked the dried fish and asked a question that she had been curious about for the past few days but had never found a chance to ask: "How did Senior Huoyan and Master Bones get their names, meow?"
In fact, what he is more curious about is the name of Fire Scythe. Most of Ellu's names are random, but there are few opportunities to understand Melalu's words.
Huo Lian looked at those Mu Tian Polygonum whose bones were thrown into the lava river and turned into a ball of charred charcoal with distress, and casually replied: "It's nothing special, meow."
When we were just born, our father plundered a pair of fire sickles from a passing traveling salesman and thought they were very useful, so he named us this. "
Xianglan murmured in her heart: How casual, Meow, actually used stolen trophies to name the cub Meow?
Bones also looked indifferent, "I am an orphan cat. The owner who adopted me said that he saw me in the wild holding a skeleton and licking my cat, so he named me Bones."
The people here are also very casual, meow
“Master Bones also has an owner, Meow? Is he also a hunter Meow?” Bones’ words aroused Pig Chop’s curiosity.
“It’s meow. There once was meow, but then he died.”
“I’m sorry, meow.”
Bones threw the last bit of dried fish and sausage into his mouth, "It's okay, Master. He is an old man who died of old age after retirement. He is already the luckiest cat among hunters."
Pork chop nods to the head.
As Bones said, unless they retire due to various reasons, the number of hunters who can live to retire at old age is actually very small.
Xianglan tilted her head.
It brings in itself. If Hayata retires one day, he will not continue to be a hunting cat, right?
“So, Master Bones has never thought about changing his career to do something else?” Xianglan asked, blinking.
Seeing that everyone had almost eaten, Bones patted the crumbs of food on his paws and stood up.
It smiled and said to Xianglan: "I have been training as a hunting cat since I can remember. I don't know anything else. I don't know what I can do if I change my career, so I have never had such an idea."
Perhaps it would be nice to be a hunting cat and fight to the death.
Okay, meow, everyone has filled their stomachs, meow, and is ready to go, meow. "
(End of this chapter)