Food Hunter

Luo followed Siji for almost a year, while Buhara followed Dabobo for more than a year. Both their mental ability and physical strength have been greatly improved during this year.

After Buha Lap completed the training plan that Dabobo designed for him, he couldn't wait to call Luo to ask about the time and place of the meeting.

In the deep mountains and old forests in the southern part of the Yulubian continent, Buhari sat in front of the bonfire and hung up the phone happily. There were a lot of beast bones lying around him.

There are many black technologies in Hunter World, such as mobile phones. Some brands have precise GPS positioning functions and come with more than 200 language translation software. But in terms of practicality, there is no limit to the range of calls.

It can be used all over the world, and there is no limit on calling outside. It is a practical mobile phone that hunters pay more attention to. Bukhala and Luo's mobile phones belong to this model, without too fancy functions.

"Before parting, I'll give you a piece of advice." Dabobo fiddled with the bonfire with a wooden stick, his eyelids drooping slightly, and the fire shining on his calm and rough face.

Buhara looked at the baboon and waited with bated breath.

Dabobo looked up and looked at Buhara, who was already a few times heavier than him, and said in a deep voice, "Don't think about eating!"

Hearing the advice of the baboon, Buhara suddenly showed a look of embarrassment.

In one year, his height literally exceeded two meters, and his body was fat and shoulder-width apart, and he had the embryonic form of a meatball chariot.

Seeing Bukhala embarrassed, Dabobo shook his head speechlessly.

What a hell, no matter how many times the amount of training is increased, Buhara is getting fatter and fatter. If it weren't for his strength, he really wanted to spend more time to correct it.

In the middle and late stages, Bukha developed his own mind, and the baboon completely compromised, and the appetite did not limit Bukha. This caused Bukha to gain weight to such a degree in a year. .

.....

Hunter headquarters, meeting room.

The current nine twelve earthly branch members are seated, and there are still three vacancies for successors. The meeting that is about to start today is to review the tenth successor's qualifications.

Ge Er, whom Luo met in the mountains of Talma, was seated in the third seat on the right. The main seat was empty, and that was the seat of President Nitro.

"Ge Er, I heard that you solved the'Walking Corpse Grass' matter a few days ago. It is a feat that cannot be underestimated." Said a man with luxuriant hair and a huge body sitting opposite Ge Er.

Yintai, Wei in the twelve earthly branches, is a poacher with very strong strength.

He has thick lips, a big mouth, a beard around the corners of his lips, a cloth scarf that looks like an American flag on his forehead, an explosive head, a vest on his body, and luxuriant body hair on his chest and arms. .

"It's okay." Ge Er embraced her arms and reacted coldly.

After she left with the Doom Toad that day, she took some time to study. Although she didn't agree with Luo's willful bluff, but she didn't know why, she tried it with a ghost, but she didn't expect Luo's detoxification method to be true.

In the end, she didn't want to take this as a feat, and directly gave up the doom toad and happiness mushroom, and focused on another problem.

In the near future, she solved the "walking corpse grass" issue and proved her ability to the current members of the twelve earthly branches.

"It's not bad, that problem is not easy to solve." A woman with a white feather on her head said diagonally across her chin.

Gu Gu, the one of the twelve earthly branches, has multiple jobs such as plantists, musicians, and dancers, but her main occupation is plant hunters, she wears **** clothes and is a proud woman.

She praised Ge Er aloud, showing that the difficulty of "The Walking Dead Grass" is not low.

Ge Er nodded towards her and said, "It's really not easy."

"Why hasn't the president come yet?" At this moment, Yintai changed the subject and looked at the closed meeting door.

"There is one minute left," a man in black and white costumes said.

Mijaston, the Ugly among the current members of the Twelve Earthly Branches, is a crime hunter with a black and white horn hat on his head, golden earrings on his ears, black eye sockets on his left, and cow-style clothes on his body.

In addition, there are six other current members present here, all sitting quietly, waiting for the arrival of President Nitro.

There was still a minute left before the meeting began, but President Nitro and the upcoming member had not yet arrived.

Time passed, and the last thirty seconds left...

Everyone looked at the closed meeting door, and some members were already guessing how long the chairman will be late today.

Bang!

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and the person who came in was a small bean-meal man.

"Where is the chairman?" Seeing the Doumian, Potter Bai, the most experienced member of the current members, asked in a deep voice.

Potter White, Chen of the Twelve Earthly Branches, one of the few three-star hunters, is the person whose reputation and strength are closest to President Nitro.

The bean noodle man took a handkerchief and wiped his sweaty forehead, and said with difficulty: "I can't contact the president, I should...should be one hour late, right?"

In the second half of the sentence, he said in an uncertain tone, one hour is considered the most conservative estimate.

Hearing the words of the Doumian people, except for one person, the current members of the other twelve earthly branches are all black lines. Usually matters of little importance are usually directly left to them for decision-making, but it is not a trivial matter to review new successor members.

The bean noodles bear the baptism of everyone's eyes, very uncomfortable.

"Is one hour enough?" someone asked.

Others did not speak, but they all gave the same answer in their hearts, which is certainly not enough!

"By the way, the person to be audited today has not yet come." Yintai said.

Hearing Ginta's words, other members who focused on President Nitro realized this.

Immediately, Potter snorted coldly.

The crime hunter Mijaston clasped his hands, pressed his chin, stared at the closed door quietly, and said calmly, "There are still five seconds left."

Near the position below the seat of President Nitro, sat a handsome blond man in a dark suit, with a smile that seemed to be irrelevant.

"The time is up~www.ltnovel.com~ Mijaston glanced at the clock on the wall in the conference room. It was exactly ten o'clock, and the second hand continued to move forward. After moving a distance of five seconds, The door opened.

A young man walked in with his hands in his pockets.

He was wearing a loose cloak, with layers of white cloth tied on his forehead, which made his black hair stand up, his face was fresh and clean, and his eyes were very energetic.

After this person walked in, everyone turned their eyes on him, and the aura that belonged to the ability-minded person emerged spontaneously, all surging towards the young man.

"Yo!"

Facing the oppressive aura that everyone unceremoniously threw over, the young man calmly raised his hand and greeted the current members of the twelve earthly branches.

"You're five seconds late!" Mijaston looked at the young man and said in a deep voice.

"Have it?"

The young man doubted.