Mr.Translator
patreon
Gourmet Hunter - Chapter 114
🕑 Added 2024-04-04 14:40:59 +0000 UTCChapter 114: Can These Be Eaten?
Inner Fang Bay is a fan-shaped bay where the local residents primarily use a type of plant known as arrow bamboo to construct their homes on the water's surface, covering a not insignificant area.
Upon entering the bay, one can see wooden bamboo houses suspended over the water, forming a large residential area.
However, the bay isn't the only place with waterborne structures; there's also a cluster of buildings on land surrounding the shoreline, and Amarto's house is among these onshore constructions.
Candidates from various places have been arriving at Inner Fang Bay continuously. Somehow, the word has leaked out that Amarto is the person to guide them to the exact testing location.
Thus, candidates gathered at Inner Fang Bay swarm towards Amarto's residence as if on a collective agreement.
The square-nosed man who arrived at Amarto's doorstep first decisively gave way and then distanced himself from the house, fearing being trampled by the group of candidates.
"What's going on?"
As if avoiding the plague, the square-nosed man retreated far away, dumbfoundedly watching the hundreds of candidates crowded outside the house.
The noisy clamor became the only melody in Inner Fang Bay, with the candidates packed together like sardines in a can, pressing down on Amarto's bamboo house in a form of torment.
The local residents, seeing this scene, cast puzzled and amazed glances.
The group of candidates resembled hungry wolves at the sight of meat.
"These people are crazy."
The square-nosed man, having participated in the Hunter Exam about twenty times, encountered such a situation at this stage for the first time.
"Should I prepare more stock?"
He looked at the crowd of candidates and subconsciously touched his bulging yellow shoulder bag, his face showing hesitation.
Not just the experienced-looking candidate was dumbfounded; one of the guides enjoying afternoon tea inside the house, Amarto, was also taken aback.
"Stop pushing, damn it! You're about to break my door!"
Amarto rushed from the inner house to the front door, but before he could finish speaking, not only the door but also the entire bamboo wall and half of the bamboo house collapsed under his despairing gaze.
The crowded people immediately made a noisy clamor, and with the collapse of the bamboo house, they fell like dominoes.
Seeing this scene, the square-nosed man patted his chest, glad he had the sense to retreat in time, or he would have been crushed.
Struggling out from the rubble of the bamboo house, Amarto looked at his home turned into ruins, his face full of pain.
Amidst the noisy voices, most were asking Amarto for the precise location of the test.
Thus, Amarto realized these individuals were all candidates here to take the test.
He looked at the hundreds of disordered candidates and angrily shouted: "Follow the Amarlo River all the way to the end; that's the testing site. Now, get the hell out of here!"
His hysterical roar echoed throughout the entire bay, silencing the candidates on the scene.
After a moment, the candidates scattered like birds and beasts, arriving suddenly and leaving just as quickly, leaving Amarto alone standing atop the ruins of his bamboo house.
"These damn kids!"
Amarto, in his prime, heaved a long sigh.
Not far from the collapsed bamboo house, Luo and Buhara watched the candidates who had arrived and left in a hurry.
"Follow the Amarlo River all the way to the end, huh…"
Luo, touching his chin, looked at Buhara beside him and said, "Should we walk, or should we get a boat?"
Buhara thought seriously for a moment and said, "We don't have fishing rods, so let's walk."
"…"
Luo patted his forehead, somewhat speechless.
He personally also preferred walking, as it would allow encountering many creatures. After all, the river is a source of life; humans live by the water, and forest animals often act near water sources.
Areas close to water sources are usually a direct manifestation of the food chain.
After deciding to walk, Luo wasn't in a hurry to move. He wanted to wander around the buildings in Inner Fang Bay.
This area, near the Amarlo Jungle, boasts an extremely rich variety of species, and perhaps unique local products could be found.
"Hey, are you two also candidates?"
At this moment, a man carrying a bulging shoulder bag came over and greeted Luo and Buhara.
Luo and Buhara turned to look at the man who greeted them.
This person had bushy eyebrows and a square nose, wasn't young, and dressed simply, with a bulging yellow shoulder bag slung around his waist, appearing very enthusiastic.
Looking at this man's appearance, Luo's eyelids twitched slightly, recognizing him from memory. Could this be the legendary Tonpa? A candidate who had participated in the Hunter Exam more than thirty times.
Wait, according to the current timeline, it wasn't thirty times but about twenty.
After recognizing the square-nosed man's identity, Luo became quite interested in Tonpa's bulging bag.
Inside that bag... it couldn't be cans filled with potent laxatives, could it? If that were the case, Tonpa was truly formidable, using the same trick for so many years.
This bushy-eyebrowed, nearly thirty-year-old man was indeed Tonpa.
After the gathered candidates dispersed, Luo and Buhara, dressed differently from the local residents, immediately stood out, catching Tonpa's attention.
Although the official Hunter Exam hadn't started yet, Tonpa didn't hesitate to start his hunt, considering Luo and Buhara as his prey, and, if necessary, as human shields.
However, just as he came over to greet them, he noticed the black-haired boy with a scar on his right eyebrow suddenly looking at his shoulder bag, his gaze somewhat strange.
If it weren't for his good memory, confirming Luo and Buhara as new faces, Tonpa might have thought Luo was an experienced candidate who knew his routine, otherwise, why would he look at the shoulder bag first, and with such a strange expression?
"Yes," Luo timely retracted his gaze and replied.
Suppressing his doubts, Tonpa didn't hastily extend his hand, but warmly smiled and said, "Let me introduce myself. I'm Tonpa, having participated in quite a few Hunter Exams, so I guess I'm an old bird."
"Just call me Luo," Luo nonchalantly clenched his fist and extended his thumb towards Buhara beside him, saying, "This is Buhara."
Maintaining an approachable smile, Tonpa earnestly said, "I've been to the Amarlo Jungle a few times and am quite familiar with it. I can recognize many natural traps."
He didn't rush to suggest traveling together but first demonstrated his value, laying the groundwork for his later suggestion.
Seizing the opportunity, Buhara asked, "What are natural traps?"
"Like the spider crabs disguised as bamboo forests, the screw worms lurking under the sand, the arrow-tongue frogs hiding in shallow river areas, and many more. These are all natural traps of the Amarlo Jungle. Those unfamiliar with this place can easily lose their lives if they venture in recklessly!"
Tonpa exaggerated his body gestures as if to visually convey the terror of these natural traps.
Luo chuckled softly, almost guessing Tonpa's intention.
At this moment, Buhara, with eyes sparkling with eagerness, asked, "Can these be eaten?"
"Eh?"
Tonpa's gesticulating arms suddenly stiffened.
-------
Table of content - Next Chapter >>>
Your invaluable feedback and ratings mean the world to me. Please take a moment to rate this novel at Novelupdate.
You can also check out the other Novels I'm currently translating by clicking HERE.
