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The burly man puffed out his chest, raised his head, and declared, "I'm a professional hunter too!!"
"Moreover, I am a poacher, specifically to prevent wild rare animals and other endangered species from being poached by poachers..."
"Alright, alright, I don't care what you do for a living~"
The security guard simply waved his hand, "I only check hunter licenses."
"As long as you have a hunter's license, I won't say a word and will let you in directly."
"But what if you don't have it~~~"
The security guard's eyes swept over the burly man, sizing him up: "Then I have reason to suspect that you are a poacher posing as a professional hunter..."
"You're talking nonsense!!"
Upon hearing this, the burly man flew into a rage.
These words even seemed like a huge insult to him, causing his face to turn blood red with rage.
Commonly known as, it's red-warmed.
Indeed, for a poacher who specifically targets poachers, being called a poacher is certainly infuriating.
"Don't get so agitated."
The security guard pressed his hands down, saying, "I'm just following the rules."
"After all, many poachers have infiltrated this place before, disguised as professional hunters."
"If you're a genuine hunter..."
The security guard stretched out his hand to the burly man: "Then prove it to me."
The so-called proof is, of course, a hunter's license, which symbolizes a professional hunter's identity.
"That's simply the truth!!"
The burly man angrily reached into his exposed chest.
Then he huffed and puffed as he fumbled around for a while.
Then~~~
The next second, he froze on the spot.
The groping motion paused slightly, then resumed even faster as it rummaged through his clothes.
His face gradually stiffened, and then sweat began to drip continuously from his head.
"That's strange, I definitely had it with me..."
He muttered something from his big mouth, and then it wasn't just one hand.
His other hand began to search inside his clothes, but he still couldn't find it.
Then~~~
He took off all of his upper body clothes.
security guard:"……"
Mog: "..."
The two men stared speechlessly at the curly-haired, muscular man in front of them, who was scratching at the hair on his body and chest.
She kept shaking the shirt she had taken off.
Clatter, clang.
All the other identification documents, wallets, and even some small collectibles inside the clothes fell out and landed on the ground.
"That doesn't make sense. Everything else is there, and the Hunter License should be 297 too..."
The curly-haired, burly man grew increasingly anxious as he searched. "I remember it very clearly, I had it all on my person, and I even checked it before leaving home..."
"Could it be that it accidentally fell into your pants?!"
He recklessly reached down with both hands.
security guard:"?!!"
Mog: "~~~"
"Stop right there!!!"
The security guard quickly stopped the curly-haired, muscular man from doing something very indecent.
He looked at the curly-haired, burly man, who seemed somewhat at a loss, with a slight headache.
"You don't have Godard insect repellent on you, do you?"
"Godal insect repellent? I remember someone mentioning it to me when I was crossing this forest before..."
The curly-haired, muscular man scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.
"And then you just forgot about it, right?"
The security guard looked at him speechlessly: "So you probably don't know that there are hollow cicadas in this forest you came from, right?"
"A cicada thief? One of those insect thieves?!"
The curly-haired burly man's expression immediately changed.
As someone who describes himself as a poacher, he naturally knows about this infamous insect!
"This insect does not harm other creatures, but it has a special fondness for humans."
"They steal away the most important things from humankind without a sound."
The security guard sighed, "Although, so far, it's unclear how these wretched insects determine which thing is most important to humans."
"But they always manage to steal it with pinpoint accuracy."
"..."
The curly-haired, muscular man had fallen silent.
He knew that, due to his negligence, his hunter's license had been stolen by that wretched insect.
The forest is now vast and boundless, and I have no idea where that damned bug has gone.
"While my gut feeling is that I'm almost willing to believe you're a true professional hunter, but..."
The security guard shook his head. "My job is to recognize licenses, not people. If you don't have a hunter's license, I still can't let you in."
Curly-haired burly man: "..."
"No, I have to go back and find it!!"
The curly-haired burly man immediately became restless; a hunter's license is the most important thing for a professional hunter.
Moreover, once it's lost, it can't be replaced at all.
"I remember that after the Cicada steals something, it usually puts it back in its nest, and its nest..."
The curly-haired strongman, being a poacher, was indeed very knowledgeable about the habits of some rare creatures.
He quickly calmed down and began to think about some useful information.
However, just as his thoughts were starting to work and he was preparing to take action...
"Um?!!"
As the curly-haired burly man turned around, he saw the young man next to him who was also blocked at the gate and unable to go in.
Suddenly, he pulled out a peculiar fishing rod.
Do you know how to fish?
The young man looked at him with a slight smile and asked.
"Uh, fishing?"
The curly-haired, muscular man nodded instinctively and said, "I know how to do that."
Chapter 074 The Sheep of the Twelve Earthly Branches! [Lost Fishing Rod and Fish Pond]!! Your [Invention] Ability?!
"That's fine."
The young man nodded slightly, then turned his hand and took out a pink object that resembled a toy fishpond.
"You should still remember what your hunter license looks like and what the number is, right?"
Mog swung his fishing rod and looked at the curly-haired burly man.
"Hmm, ah? I remember..."
The curly-haired, burly man responded blankly.
"That's no problem."
Mog picked up the baited part of the fishing rod and handed it to himself.
It was a suction cup-like opening.
"I want to fish for his hunter's license, which was lost in this forest."
After speaking to the suction cup opening, Mog casually flicked his wrist, sending the fishing rod into the toy fishpond.
puff.
The suction port sank, leaving only the buoy floating on the surface of the toy fishpond.
"Is this water?!"
The security guard standing nearby stared wide-eyed at the fishing rod that Mog had cast and the surface of the toy fishpond, looking on incredulously.
"No~~~"
Mog smiled. "This is a four-dimensional projection screen."
Hey~
As soon as he finished speaking, the buoy emitted a white light.
"I caught one!!"
Mog raised his hand and grabbed at the suction cup, which sucked up a square hunter's license and pulled it out of the pool.
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