MTL - Monster Hunt: Notes From a Hunter-Chapter 740 The ingredients don't matter anymore

  Chapter 740 The ingredients are not important anymore

   One foot on the bow of the sand boat cutting the sand and breaking the waves, the vast sand sea around makes people feel heroic.

  Gordon, who was in a good mood, howled loudly, and ended up choking on a mouthful of sand, and Hayata, who was in charge of steering the sail and rudder behind him, rolled his eyes.

  Feeling the unfriendly eyes from behind, Gordon cleaned up the sand, laughed and ran to the back, "Why don't I drive it for a while?"

   "No!" Hayata refused decisively, and she said angrily: "How many times has it capsized within two hours of driving? The side of the boat is almost rubbed off. I borrowed this sandy boat!"

   Gordon laughed awkwardly.

  His strength is great, but it is not strength to steer a boat. According to the captain of the boat, he can't steer the rudder well if he has hands and feet.

  He picked up a random collection task this time, so he ran to the boat group and borrowed a sand boat with the cheek to have fun, but it capsized frequently

  Hayata, who was planning to enjoy the desert scenery, was also disgraced, and finally had to take over the rudder forcefully, which prevented the sand boat from being torn apart by Gordon.

  Because the driving depends entirely on the wind, the sand boat has a simple structure, but the driving difficulty is not low.

  Hayatta's driving skills are also jerky, and the speed of the boat has never been able to reach the highest level, but at least it is barely stable, and it will not be yanked and pulled like Gordon, and the boat will be capsized.

  Departing from Locklark in the early morning until noon in the scorching sun, they drove a sand boat for more than 30 kilometers, and came to a large-scale oasis, which was undoubtedly much more efficient than walking.

  But you must know that the speed of a qualified crew member driving a sand boat should be about 30 kilometers per hour, not half a day.

  The two dragged the sand boat onto a rocky field and fixed it with cloth.

  Hayata put her weapon on her back, walked ahead with a "hum", and Gordon followed with a smirk.

  He impulsively broke into someone's room last night and did some strange things. That person is still a little angry, so he has to find a way to coax her.

   Looking for delicious ingredients, um, is it important?

  Gordon Hayata and the others didn't know what to do in the small oasis, while the three of Anshir, led by Maca, came to the dock of the sand boat group.

   Maca and Gordon have similar ideas. Since there are contacts in the sand boat group, wouldn't it be more efficient to use a sand boat instead of walking?

  Seeing another hunter coming, the captain of the ship with black curly hair turned dark.

   They were not the only ones who thought of this. There were wave after wave of hunters who came to borrow sand boats, and many of them were old comrades who had blocked Fengshanlong together. How could they refuse such a life-threatening friendship?

   The dozen or so sand boats in the dock are almost sold out!

   That is, the monsoon season has passed, and the patrol tasks are not heavy recently, and many members of the fleet are on vacation, otherwise, even the sand sea patrol boats will not be available.

   Absolutely not this time.

   "Hey! Commander!" Maca, who strode ahead, greeted the captain with a smile.

   "Ka Ka Ba Cha!"

  Preparing to face the coming captain face-to-face, he sighed weakly, "Maka, and Baka, didn't you all go out and go out for a long time, and came back to join in the fun?"

  Maka, who used to be a member of the Sandy Boat Corps, said with a smile, "Come back to see my mother, this is just a coincidence, try your luck, how are you all? Where's that little girl Cessna?"

   "I also ran out to find ingredients."

  The two were chatting, and the captain of the ship suddenly noticed that the male heavy crossbowman brought by Maca was staring at the large dock behind him, and his face suddenly became serious.

   "Don't even think about it! Mineyama Maru will not borrow it! Absolutely not!"

  Anshir smacked his lips regretfully, not to mention the dragon gun, the heavy bed crossbow and cannon on it looked really interesting.

  He looked back, with a polite smile on his face, and bowed, "Hello, Mr. Commander, I'm Anshir, the heavy crossbowman of the Silver Edge Hunting Group.

  Gordon and Hayata have told us a lot about the boats in the sand, the banquet in the desert, and the amethyst under the moon.”

   "I'm Fengying! A shield and axe with a silver edge!" Fengying also hurriedly introduced herself.

   "Aha, so you are the companions of Gordon and Hayatta." The captain of the ship heard the words, and his smile became more enthusiastic.

   "Excuse me, did you see them earlier?" Anshir asked with a smile.

   "The two of them, yes, they borrowed a sand boat early in the morning and set sail."

   "Do you know which direction they are going?"

   "That's not clear, who can tell clearly in the vast sea of ​​sand."

   "Tsk, sorry." Anshir frowned.

  Anshir tried to find out the whereabouts of Gordon and the others from the captain of the ship, and Maca had already untied the cloth of a sand boat in the dock by talking to himself.

   "Hey! I haven't said that I can lend it to you!" The captain of the ship turned his head and scolded.

  Maka skillfully checked the sails, rudder and cables, while laughing, "I knew the leader was the best, thank you! Fengying is here to help!"

"Bastard! Put it down! Don't bring heavy bed crossbows, this is for dealing with 'big guys'!" The captain of the ship yelled angrily, leaving Anshir behind, rushed over to slap Maca on the head and cursed .

   "Stingy! If you don't bring it, don't take it"

  Maka scratched his eyelids and made a face at the captain of the ship, then turned around and grabbed a familiar member of the ship with a grin, "Do you have a detailed map of the area eighty or ninety kilometers away to the northwest?"

   "The one in the Gobi Mountains? Or the one near the big sand dunes?"

   "Great Dune!"

   "Yes, I'll get you a copy."

   "Thank you!" Maca magically took out a palm-sized small wine bottle from his waist pocket, and threw it to the other party, "Minagarde's good wine."

   "Aha! I'll get you guys some face towels and ponchos for the sand."

   "Where is my share?!" The captain of the boat stared.

  Maka took out a bigger wine bottle from Xiaoqimian’s luggage, “Then how can I forget to honor you!”

   "That's more or less."

  With the help of Maca’s old friends, the sand boat was quickly prepared, and the cabin was also equipped with leather water bags, goggles, cloaks and other useful items in the desert.

  Fengying was a little confused, but Anshir had a satisfied smile on his face.

   It seems that this trip to the desert to grab eggs will be much more comfortable.

Jumping onto the sand boat with Babaka, the little Chimian quickly climbed to the top of the mast, which is its favorite position. Maca grabbed a cable and wrapped it around his right arm twice to hold it firmly. Put your left hand on the paddle-shaped rudder.

   I moved my body and hands. Although I haven’t touched the rudder and cables for several years, the familiar feeling has returned.

   "What are you still doing in a daze, come up quickly! The strong wind is just coming!"

  Anshir and Fengying exchanged glances, and boarded the sand boat.

  It was the first time for them to ride this thing. Fengying looked around, but Anshir had a bad feeling. He didn't like this small, fast, and not very stable means of transportation very much.

   Before they could stand still, Maca pulled the cable violently, and the strong wind swept the sand and dust, and instantly filled the sail with the sun emblem.

  The two crew members pushed hard behind to provide additional initial velocity.

  The light sand boat jumped out of the dock like a nimble sandfish and rushed into the sand sea.

"Set off!"

   "Kababa!"

  (end of this chapter)