under hope

On the blue sea, a medium-sized fishing boat circled aimlessly on the water, seeming to be looking for something.

The salty sea breeze blew through the water, creating tiny waves; the strings of bubbles blown by the ship's engine in the water attracted many curious fish.

Foraging seabirds are also attracted to the fish, and they accompany the ship, swooping into the water from time to time to salvage these natural gifts.

On the deck, the blond young man yawned boredly while humming a song with a single melody.

As if he couldn't bear to see him like this, another more mature boy walked towards the blond boy with a gloomy face.

"There was a sound, and the blond boy received a hard slap.

"Captain, this guy is lazy again!"

The mature guy slapped the blond guy until his eyes were filled with stars, and at the same time, he reported to the steady man who was driving the boat.

"I can't help it, I really can't find any trace, and there's no woman in our team.……"

The blond boy covered his head in grievance, venting his dissatisfaction.

"Are you doing this for women?"

The mature young man asked sharply.

"So what if? I still thought I could meet a beautiful girl in this industry."

The blond guy's answer obviously didn't get the approval of the mature guy, so he naturally got a blank look from him.

"Just give up. The woman in this business is not a muscle-bound woman. Go back to your job!"

The mature boy ruthlessly extinguished the good wishes in the blond boy's heart

"No way……"

Seemingly still stubbornly holding on to a glimmer of hope, the blond boy looked at the group leader who was sailing the boat with a questioning look.

"Tsk...not a lie, but there are still beautiful women."

The leader replied:

"oh! Yeah? That means there is still hope!"

The blond boy's eyes widened in excitement.

"Our team needs to recruit some female members. Why don’t we accept a commission with a relatively high reward today?"

While saying this, the mature young man kept staring at the group leader with incredulous eyes, which made the group leader scratch his nose uncomfortably.

"Really? Will you recruit female members? Great, I have to work hard."

The captain's words gave the blond guy instant motivation. He excitedly picked up his shotgun and ran towards the stern of the ship.

"Commander, you won’t……"

Seeing the mature young man giving him a suspicious look, the group leader really didn't want to pretend anymore, so he simply told the truth:

"I'll be thirty next year. If I don't hurry, I won't have to."

"Haha... I hope you can meet the right one when the time comes."

The mature young man shook his head helplessly.

They are a hunting team, professionals hired by the Southern Continent Alliance to hunt sand beasts.

Before becoming hunters, they need to sign up for hunter training and undergo nine months of rigorous training. Only after graduation can you gain the right to receive commissions.

These nine months are mainly physical training and proficiency in hunting weapons. The alliance official has prepared special weapons against sand beasts.

However, although you have a certificate to work,"the master leads you in and practices In"Individuals", actual hunting is the most difficult training for hunters.

Yesterday, their group accepted a commission from the alliance to hunt and kill the burial shark, and the time limit was three days.

However, until now, they have not marked the Find traces of the funeral shark within the map

"Leader, isn't the Burial Shark a two-star monster? Why are the rewards so high?"

The mature young man wiped his hunting spear and asked the leader for details of the commission.

"It seems that there are additional conditions, saying that we should investigate whether there is anything abnormal in this sea area."

The captain stopped maneuvering the ship, lit a cigarette, and wandered to the deck.

"There are no funeral sharks here at all."

The leader took a few puffs in frustration, and the smoke he exhaled seemed to be slowed down by his mood.

As the sun set, a red sun appeared on the sea level, and the day disappeared again unconsciously.

"Tomorrow is the last day. I feel anxious, Captain."

Looking at such a calm sea, the mature young man also lost his fighting spirit due to the long pursuit.

"Sigh... What a bad luck. I don’t understand what investigating anomalies means, so why don’t I just tell them that the sea is deathly silent?"

The captain stubbed out the cigarette butts and put them in his small bag, then sighed and returned to the cab to prepare for the return trip. The mature young man stopped talking and just continued to wipe his weapons silently. As a result, the ship became peaceful. The sea was as quiet as ever.

Just when the captain was about to turn the ship around, the blond boy's shout suddenly broke the silence.

"Leader! I saw the dorsal fin! It's a huge dorsal fin!"

As soon as these words came out, the mature young man immediately picked up his hunting spear and ran towards the location of the blond young man.

"There, look!"

Looking in the direction pointed by the blond guy, I saw a wide dorsal fin spinning leisurely there.

"Finally found. The leader is the burying shark!"

The mature young man also confirmed the appearance of the target, and the fighting spirit of the three was also inspired at this moment.

"Haha, I finally found the target. Stand firm, guys, I'm going to speed up!"

The captain turned the bow of the boat and rushed towards the direction of the huge dorsal fin at full speed.

"Get ready to launch the harpoon!"

The leader commanded loudly.

"clear."

The blond guy quickly ran to the bow of the boat, first opened the safety of the harpoon launcher, and then aimed the sight at the lower right side of the dorsal fin.

"Be careful not to use the dorsal fin, it is a good material for making hunting spear blades."

The mature young man came over and reminded him uneasily.

"Hey, why do you think I chose a single-barreled sniper shotgun? Just look at it."

The blond guy grinded his teeth proudly and pulled the trigger with confidence.

"With a bang, the hooked harpoon attached to the rope pierced straight towards the target like an arrow off the string, and was firmly inserted into the lower right side of the dorsal fin.

"Oh yeah! I'll just say it."

The blond boy danced happily and winked proudly at the mature boy.

"Okay, okay, you kid is still good at something."

The mature boy simply said something perfunctory and turned his attention to the huge dorsal fin.

The connecting rope suddenly straightened, and the huge dorsal fin began to move forward quickly.

"This time I opened the door after thinking about it."

The heavily armed leader appeared on the bow of the ship carrying his heavy shotgun.

"You guys hurry up and get ready. It's only a hundred meters away from us. I'll slow it down first."

As he said that, the group leader loaded the gun with a small bottle filled with green liquid, then he set up the shotgun, aimed under the dorsal fin and pulled the trigger.

The effect was very obvious, the ship was towed much slower. Two young guys also went to put on protective equipment.

"Now I can catch up with its speed."

The leader smiled"hehe" and ran back to the cab with the firearm. As the sound of the engine sounded, they were getting closer and closer to the funeral shark.

"It's my turn."

The blond guy also picked up his shotgun and continued shooting, constantly reducing the movement of the shark.

The boat soon reached a position parallel to the shark, and the mature guys were already waiting on both sides of the hull.

The mature guys will hunt The spear switched to the long rod state and launched a violent stab at the head in front of the dorsal fin. The ruined shark twisted in pain under attack, but strangely did not make any counterattack, and just accelerated its swimming speed.

"Eh? Why doesn't it fight back?"

The mature boy suddenly felt bored.

"Then you're in luck, you can get the materials for a whole burial shark without any effort."

The blond boy was even more excited. In order to end the life of the Shark faster, he loaded the shotgun with explosive bullets. The white and turbid blood of the Shark spread in the sea, and the giant beast also groaned in pain. Voice

"I think it's dying."

Looking at the dead shark that could barely swim, the blond guy stopped shooting and watched the monster make its final struggle. The dead shark still didn't choose to fight to the death, but tried to increase its speed. What it didn't expect was that, This increase in speed directly cost it its own life.

As a pool of thick white turbid liquid gushes out from in front of its dorsal fin, the strangely behaving Death Shark finally stopped moving.

"pretty!"

The leader stopped the boat and happily walked to the deck to watch the results.

The corpse of the dead monster was floating on the sea, and their fishing boat was only one-third the size of the monster.

"So big, did we actually kill such a giant creature?"

The blond boy leaned out of the railing excitedly, wanting to jump on the monster.

"Be careful, it's the first time I've seen one this big."

The leader pulled the blond boy back, but he himself was extremely shocked by this special burial shark.

"Captain, isn't this a little too big? Our ship can't tow it."

The mature boy showed a troubled expression.

"How will you know if you don’t try?"

The group leader patted the mature guy on the shoulder cheerfully, then turned around and ordered the blond guy

"Hey, Jeff, go get some rope back so this guy's body can stay in our sights."

After everything was ready, the leader directly turned on the horsepower to the maximum, but the heavy body still made the engine make intermittent sounds of protest.

"Buzz...buzz...buzz……"

Listening to this extremely uncomfortable sound, the good mood after the successful hunt was also washed away. Coupled with the almost turtle speed, everyone's mood fell to the bottom.

"I can't go back before tomorrow..."

The blond guy said awkwardly.

"It's not a big deal if we're one day late, it means less pay, but we can still sell materials, so it's not a big problem."

The group leader was always so optimistic that he didn't notice that the sea water behind them was gradually turning black.