When he woke up again, Feng Manyun was already in the shaking cabin. The roaring propeller shook the skull, and the One-Star Hunter opened his eyes to see a black, shaky plank of wood, but the dirty roof of the airship's cabin.

"Boy awake?" The uncle in the front seat turned around and asked, "How do you feel?" ”

"Still alive......," the hunter spoke, only to smell a thick sour and bitter smell coming from his mouth, probably from being fed some potion in a coma, "where are we?" ”

"Just turned back to the union's patrol channel fifteen minutes ago, at least the next few hours will be safe." The uncle fiddled with the joystick in front of him and replied loudly, "You can rest in peace." ”

The ultra-small airship does not even have a deck for people to stand on, and the whole small ship has only a fusiform air tank no more than 20 meters long, and the hull is only small enough to seat six people in front and back. The uncle put the back seat down, barely allowing Feng Manyun to lie down peacefully.

"One-horned dragon ......" Feng Manyun frowned, raised his hand to grab the edge of the window, and was about to struggle to sit up. One of his supports was unstable, and his hand fell back to the leather cushion.

"Don't move! You'll have to get used to moving around with your arms hanging for a while. The uncle grinned distressedly. Feng Manyun's pectoral muscles were torn apart by the winged claws of the one-horned dragon, and his arm could not be lifted normally. Today's hunter's chest is recoated with herbs to stop bleeding and increase muscles, and the outer layer is tied with a thick bandage, of course, all this comes from the slightly chubby uncle in overalls in the front seat, "Hell...... If I had been injured to this extent, I would have fainted with a wail. ”

"How's the Dragon's Lair going?" The hunter tried to bend his elbow, but he really couldn't lift up half of his strength, and only then did he get up and lie back in his position and asked weakly.

"If you drench some beast blood on those eggs, you must be able to hold out for a while." The smell of the superior dragon's blood has a strong deterrent effect on the egg-stealing species, and it is also a common emergency measure for hunters to protect large monster cubs, "I have written down the coordinates, and after returning to Locklac to report, there will be a professional team to deal with them - they will not be dangerous." ”

The night is warm and the day is cool in the cave, and the dragon eggs do not need body temperature to hatch inside. The small one-horned dragon can forage for food on its own one month after birth, and as long as the survival rate reaches 30% within two years, the order of the territory can remain the same. And during the vacuum of territorial power, the surplus water and food-fed low-level herbivores will be driven to other corners of the sand sea as dividends from the hunting grounds to fill the ecological gap after the Fengshan Dragon Incident.

"That's good." The one-star hunter breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to figure out the route of your and my actions on the hunting ground in the past month. The Hunters' Guild is going to set up an observatory in that area, and it is not unreasonable to plan a new airship route based on our commissioned report. The uncle sighed slightly, "Little guy, you have caused a lot of trouble for the union." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Liang." The white-clothed hunter smiled hard, "Without you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have a clue about these trivial matters. ”

"Don't say that." The captain glanced at the gauge in front of him, turned off the main propeller at the stern, and the annoying sound of the wheels stopped. The airship was catching up with a high-altitude current, and the airship was able to glide downwind. The power reserve of the small boat is limited, and every point must be carefully calculated, "It is because of you that my small boat was allowed to fly so deep into the sand sea as an exception." Being able to observe a battle with a horned dragon up close is something I have no regrets in my life. ”

With the deeds of the Cokosi heroes in front of them, the crusade of the Horned Dragon has always been a one-man commission. The target hunting ground was too far away from the union's supply line, and the hunter union couldn't give more support, so Feng Manyun was allowed to organize logistics supplies on his own. Uncle Liang was an old acquaintance of Old Jack, and the Xishu Hunter almost didn't make much effort, so he let this somewhat blessed uncle follow the hunter for a whole month.

"You may not know, but when I was young, I was also a hunter in this sea of sand, three stars, and until I retired, I was still planning to hunt a horned dragon." The airship stabilized, the old captain pulled the seat back, and lifted his two feet comfortably to the dashboard, "but I was beaten in the ass at the first contact, and I had to go back to the city in disgrace." ”

"Didn't you say last time that your airship was attacked by the Wyvern?"

"Huh? Belch...... Ha ha! Uncle Liang smiled awkwardly and abruptly stopped the topic, "Anyway, among all the guys who have defeated the Horned Dragon since the construction of Locklack, I'm afraid you're not the youngest one, right?" How does it feel to be a hero? ”

"I'm still far from it." The hunter sighed. Killing a horned dragon is a testament to stepping into the door of the strong, and the guy who has slain that behemoth alone can truly be crowned a hero in the hunter world. The news that Feng Manyun has completed the commission is afraid that he will follow the letter bird in the headquarters building and fly to the trade union branches all over the continent in the near future, and the name of the white-clothed hunter will also spread throughout the hunter world, but the one-star hunter surprisingly has no sense of reality about it.

After truly embarking on the journey towards a horned dragon, Feng Manyun felt the incomparable strength of the legendary Kokosi hero. Even in such a harsh hunting environment, he still has Uncle Liang's airship as a supply, and food, drinking water, medicine and hunting tools have never been cut off, not to mention that there is a stable cabin to rest. The hunter's hunting suit and weapons had been changed nearly ten times during the battle, so much so that in the final battle, Feng Manyun's sword still had anti-rust oil stuck to the new blade.

With sufficient backup, clear hunting ground information, and a stable hunting environment, hunters don't need to think about any unexpected situations except for battles, but under such a premise, Feng Manyun is still seriously injured, and he almost died several times along the way before winning the entrusted target. That legendary hero was in ancient times when the title of "hunter" did not exist, and a strong man who could head a horned dragon with only one sword and one shield, if he was replaced by Feng Manyun, I am afraid that it would be even more difficult to survive alone in the hunting ground for a month.

"I thought you could be happier like a young man, but in the end it's no different from those guys who have obtained the certificate of heroism, they all have a bitter worm on their face." Uncle Liang said excitedly, "Well, no matter what, the commission is completed, and I can finally rest well when I return to Locklac." ”

"What about the horns? Did you bring it back? Feng Manyun suddenly said urgently.

"Tied to the roof of the cabin." The uncle raised his hand and pointed to the cabin, when the old captain found Feng Manyun, the hunter was still thinking about the horn in a half-conscious state, "That big guy is full of treasures, but you just want to leave it in place and let it rot, only bring back such a little, what can it be for?" ”

The monster corpses are weathered very quickly in the desert, and by the time the airship returns to the town to complete all the formalities, and the aftermath team finds the old battlefield site along the way, the one-horned dragon may only be left with dry bones that have no recovery value.

"It's a warrior, and I don't want to desecrate that guy's body, but this horn is different." The hunter lay in a comfortable position, "This is our reward for taking care of its offspring, the one-horned dragon is a proud creature, and it will not be blind to do otherwise." ”

"You little ghost, you have to think about yourself." Uncle Liang smiled helplessly, "This commission, you have taken almost fifty hunting rewards, and with only the meager remuneration of the Hunter Guild, I am afraid that you will not even be able to recover the cost." The commission you've made in the sand in the past two years isn't just to change the name of a hero, right? ”

"Has it been two years......" Feng Manyun didn't answer, just raised his eyes to look at the turquoise sky outside the porthole. His eyes gradually lost focus, and as the rocking airship continued, his mind gradually fell into the depths of memory, "I wonder what happened to that guy now." ”