Astral Apostle

As if seeing Zhou Jing's confusion, Weiss spoke out in a deep voice.

"The Mutant Beast King that Raven·Tarn fought back then is known as the Azure Wings in history. It's a dragon-type mutant beast that soars in the sky. It's said that its wingspan is more than 200 meters, and it can spit out frost and lightning. Its scales are harder than any known metal. Even the current fortress city established by the empire is probably unable to withstand a single blow from it."

"That's indeed a terrifying monster."

Zhou Jing was shocked.

With the current development of the Mutant World, such a monster was indeed an "unsolvable" existence.

If it was thrown to any colonial planet in the main world, it could also cause a little trouble. At the very least, before the army moved out, this monster could cause some damage to ordinary cities… as long as they were not unlucky enough to encounter Supers on leave.

Although Zhou Jing remembered that when in Rome, do as the Romans did, he still had the knowledge of the main world. He was used to seeing all kinds of destructive Supers, so he was probably the least afraid out of them. At this moment, he was mainly thinking about something else.

A Mutant Blood Warrior, which was purely a physical enhancement type, could fight such a monster and even severely injure it. The known limit of enhancement seemed to be quite good. According to the evaluation standards of the main world, it was around Rank 3.

"Then where are these Mutated Beast Kings now?"

"No one knows." Weiss shook his head. "There are too many unexplored lands outside the Terra Empire."

"I understand. You guys basically have yet to undergo an Age of Discovery…"

Zhou Jing cursed inwardly.

At this moment, the boss interrupted everyone and said helplessly, "Everyone, if you want to chat, you can chat while drinking. For now, let this new hunter write his name in the name list."

"Haha, I was chatting so happily that I almost forgot." Weiss chuckled. The feeling of teaching a newbie was a joy for him.

Zhou Jing took the pen and wrote his name on the blank space on the name list. He also tapped a small black dot at the back to represent the number of times he had enhanced himself.

He had previously told Barong that after becoming a Mutant Beast Hunter, he would also be active near White Plains Town, so he had no objections to Barong directly pulling him over.

The boss took back the name list, glanced at it, and nodded. "Jason·Wood… I welcome you to contribute to the safety of White Plains Town."

Barong knocked on the table and laughed. "Don't forget the tradition. Every time a new hunter decides to stay in the town, you have to invite a round of Northern Fire. Hurry up."

"How could I forget?" The boss snapped.

He returned the register to the cabinet and took out a few wooden wine cups. He lined them up at the bar before opening up the wine barrel behind him, taking out a big scoop of wine and filling up all the cups.

The wine was a little turbid and pale white as if there was some sediment within.

Zhou Jing picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The rough but wild taste exploded like a line of fire flowing down his throat. It was extremely strong.

He smacked his lips. The aftertaste was a little astringent, but it was strong enough for his liking.

On the other side, Barong could not wait. He picked up the wine cup and finished it in one gulp. The spilled wine trickled down his beard and dripped onto the leather armor on his chest. He let out a comfortable breath and pulled at the boss, who had a look of disdain, to refill his cup.

The hunters present were all smiles and clinked their cups.

Zhou Jing got to know them briefly and memorized their names.

After everyone got to know the newcomer, they dispersed and returned to their seats. Zhou Jing also sat at a table with Barong and Weiss.

After sitting down, Barong stroked his beard and wiped away the wine on it.

"You've successfully strengthened your mutant blood, but you haven't completed a hunt. You're still not yet considered a proper Mutant Beast Hunter. Right now, I have two plans here that I want to ask for your opinion."

"Which two?" Zhou Jing took a sip of wine and asked casually.

"I'll go back and teach you the remaining breathing technique. After you familiarize yourself with your strengthened body, do you plan to hunt the mutant beast first or deal with the Subterraneans' lair?"

Hearing this, Zhou Jing's eyes flickered.

Part of the image he had built for Barong was that he had stayed in Frostwood Village to take revenge. It was this that made Barong agree.

Barong continued in a muffled voice, "No matter which one you choose, I will act with you. Whether it is the Subterraneans or hunting mutant beasts, it is my duty."

Zhou Jing nodded. He knew very well that although his physical fitness had shocked Barong, hunting still depended on experience. Barong still felt that he needed to take care of this newbie.

"I have to consider this carefully…" Zhou Jing pondered.

Weiss interrupted with a smile. "If you're going to hunt mutant beasts, bring me along. My spear is fast and accurate. It'll be very useful."

"That's true. You didn't even let go of the beast's balls."

Barong agreed wholeheartedly.

Just as the three of them were drinking and chatting, the door of the tavern was suddenly knocked open.

Pang!!

All the hunters stopped drinking and looked over.

A guard rushed in with a panicked expression.

"There's a situation! The sentries have discovered two high-risk mutant beasts advancing towards White Plains City. The Lord has issued a bounty and gathered all the hunters to suppress them!"

Splish splash!

The next moment, all the hunters in the tavern stood up.