Chapter 49 Style
Walk out of the woods straightforwardly, and face Moreau's gun in a calm and natural manner.
This is the attitude shown by Benjamin and does not contain any hostility.
Morrow did not put down his pistol, and the Nian Qi in his left hand was still ready to go, but he did not ignore Benjamin's overtures.
"Morrow, treasure hunter."
In view of the completeness of the other party's self-reported home, Moreau temporarily gave himself the title of treasure hunter.
Benjamin nodded, raised his finger and pointed at the three corpses on the ground, and said:
"I am not asking for blame, and I am asking questions knowingly, but I still want to confirm, Moreau, these people...were you killed?"
..."
Morrow was silent for a moment, glanced at Benjamin's shadow without trace, and immediately responded simply: "I killed him."
The scene was like this, and covering up was nothing more than a redundant move.
Benjiming nodded again when he heard this, and said calmly: "A few poachers, it's good to kill them."
He simply asserted the identities of the three corpses, then turned his eyes to the white deer next to him, and said: "Giant flower-horned deer, B Super forbidden species have been frequently circulated in the black market recently, which is why I am here. "Oh?"
Morrow heard the implication of Benjamin's words and asked calmly: "This should be the job of a poacher, right?"
「That’s right.」
Benjamin showed a smile on his face and explained: "But food hunters like us who often deal with ingredients have the responsibility to maintain the environment. If we encounter poachers outside, we will naturally not turn a blind eye."
"So... you came here specifically for them?"
Moro glanced at the corpse on the ground from the corner of his eye.
For food hunters, all ingredients are taken from nature, and they have the responsibility to maintain the natural world.
Hence, it makes sense that a team of poachers would be targeted by gourmet hunters who specialize in traveling deep in the mountains and forests.
Benjamin shook his head and said: "Not exactly."
Hum?"
Morrow looked at Benjamin.
Benjamin didn't care at all about the pistol that Moreau had been holding straight, and went straight to the white antlers that had been cut off by the poachers.
"Look, this is a good thing."
He held the coral-like staggered antlers in his hands, Benjamin's eyes sparkled.
Morrow raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this.
Benjamin weighed the weight of the antlers for a moment, and then looked at Moreau:
"If it weren't for you, I would have killed these poachers when I caught up here. Of course... I will hand over all the poached prey on the ground to the local forestry bureau truthfully, but these giant flower-antlered deer..."
Speaking of this, Benjamin paused and his expression became extremely serious: "It must not be wasted."
..."
Morrow looked surprised and couldn't help but wonder if Benjamin had been hiding in the dark to observe from the beginning.
After all, gourmet hunters often go to deep mountains and old forests to hunt for various rare ingredients. If nothing else, they must be very skilled in their "absolute" skills.
Benjamin’s motive for doing this was to give himself an excuse to taste the flower-antlered giant deer.
Benjamin saw Moreau's reaction in his eyes, and took out a boning knife carved from blood-colored ore from the scabbard on his waist. While picking at the antlers, he asked:
"Morrow, are you thinking... I hid on purpose because of these antlers and waited until the poachers finished killing the flower-antlered giant deer before I came out?"
"I didn't say that."
Morrow denied it immediately, but his eyes fell on the bloody boning knife in Benjamin’s hand.
With the silvery moonlight, he could clearly see the smoke-like air above the boning knife.
That thought energy did not come from Benjamin, but was attached to the boning knife.
There is no doubt that this strange-looking boning knife is a mental object, and the accuracy of the mental energy attached to it is not weak.
Hearing Moreau's words, Benjamin picked at the corner faster and faster, but he admitted generously: "But I did wait on purpose."
Moreau raised his eyes and looked at Benjamin with some surprise.
· He said he had the responsibility to maintain the environment, but the result was just as he expected, it was to eat B-level forbidden creatures...
Thinking of this, Moreau retreated silently, widening the distance between him and Benjamin.
Noticing Moreau's movements, Benjamin stopped picking at corners and said slowly:
"Don't be so surprised, I'm a professional hunter... No matter what the means, make sure your behavior is in compliance with the law. Whether it’s physics or chemistry, as long as I can get what I want, I will do it without hesitation.”
As he spoke, he raised the antlers toward Moreau, and one of the horns had the hard material removed, revealing the jelly-like gel inside.
"Even if this thing appears on the black market, it is definitely not easy to buy. Believe me, this is a top-notch ingredient that can drive every food hunter crazy. If you miss it, I guarantee you will regret it for the rest of your life, so... do you want to eat it together?"
"No."
Morrow refused without thinking, and regardless of Benjamin's reaction, he finally put away the pistol and immediately picked up the backpack filled with food and tools.
He was not sure whether Benjamin was a licensed professional food hunter, but he had already defined him as an alien.
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What I want to think about at this time is getting further and further away from this kind of alien.
How could we stay here and eat the antlers of the flower-antlered giant deer together?
"Really don't want to eat?"
Benjamin's eyes were calm and he asked in a neutral tone.
Morrow shook his head, then pointed at the stolen prey scattered on the ground and said:
"These things will be left to you, including these three poachers. You can take the credit and let their corpses serve as a cover for you to eat B-level forbidden animals. Anyway, no matter what you want to do, it has nothing to do with me."
Morrow nodded, hung his backpack on his shoulder, faced Benjamin, and slowly retreated to the forest.
Benjamin was well aware of the high vigilance shown by Moreau from beginning to end, and calmly watched Moreau retreat and leave.
After a while.
Morrow retreated to a clearing adjacent to several big trees and took a deep look at Benjamin.
A professional hunter who is unscrupulous...?
Slowly looking away, Moreau turned around and walked into the woods, disappearing after only a moment.
Benjamin stared at the gap in the woods where Moreau's figure was missing. His original intention was to make Moreau an accomplice in eating B-level forbidden game ingredients.
It is a pity that the persuasion was not successful.
So for a moment, Benjamin seriously considered leaving Moreau here.
It's just that this idea appears quickly and disappears faster.
He could see that Moreau was the type who had a serious lack of trust in outsiders, mostly because he often dealt with people who were not consistent with their appearance.
Hence, even if you don’t understand enough, you can show just the right sense of boundary.
"You are really ignorant."
Benjamin narrowed his eyes and had an inexplicable premonition in his heart.
Perhaps they will see each other again...
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The third princess has been renamed Eve, I hope everyone knows.
However, I believe that in a few days, you will definitely forget the name of the third princess, haha!
Hym I fell asleep again today. I slept from afternoon to night, and was finally woken up by the alarm clock. My whole body was out of state, and I am still feeling sleepy.
(End of this chapter)