It seemed entirely reasonable for Moga Sa to step forward at this very moment, because whether considering selfish or public interests, the temporary cooperation with MD, who was also a long-range attacker, could potentially dilute Moga Sa's contribution and stake within the team. To put it plainly, if an item boosting ranged attack power appeared, having MD around meant what would have been exclusively Moga Sa's benefit would now be split between two people...

After hearing what Moga Sa said, MD, who had already anticipated this, smiled faintly: “If I haven't guessed wrong, you're aiming to complete the incredibly difficult Golden Side Quest, right? Even if you have a powerful Summoner among you, relying only on these low-level Raptors and a small number of elite Legendary creatures, you absolutely cannot conquer the Mosak tribe!” Fang Senyan asked in surprise: “How do you know the content of the Golden Side Quest?” MD glanced at Fang Senyan and said seriously: “On normal battlefields, the ultimate power displayed is the Hunter.

In fact, my being able to enter this area is already a low-probability event, so it's even less likely for Awakened ones who have undergone job transfer to appear. Therefore, there are only a few Golden Side Quests available in the Avatar world.” “The first is to obtain the prototype body of Eywa, the Mother of All.

The second is to hunt/trap/tame a Banshee King Dragon. The third is to destroy the Hometree of the Omatikaya within twenty-four hours.

The fourth is the Sacrifice of Eree. The fifth is to destroy the Hell’s Gate base.” As Fang Senyan listened to MD, a light flickered in his eyes, unsure what he was thinking.

MD continued: “Among these five quests, the most difficult is destroying the Hell’s Gate base, because the mechanized squad under the Colonel’s command displays power beyond anyone's imagination when deployed defensively. That aside, the more critical factor is that once someone accepts this specific Golden Side Quest, from that moment on, anyone who is human and dares to attack a member of the RD will gain an indelible negative status called 'Race Deserter,' forcibly reducing all their base attributes by 50%.

This negative status will persist until they leave this world! The outcome of fighting under such a condition is easy to imagine.” “Oh, yes, many people have attempted this quest, but so far, no one has been reported to have completed it—and the quest ranked second in difficulty, the Sacrifice of Eree, currently holds the awkward record of 0 completions, to my knowledge.

The difficulty bottleneck for this quest lies in the time constraint. The other Golden Side Quests, however, have all been conquered.” Hearing MD’s words, Fang Senyan nodded slightly.

He had indeed recognized this long ago, which was why he had exchanged the exorbitantly expensive rewards for as much time as possible to linger in this world. MD now saw that Fang Senyan held the ultimate authority to decide whether or not to help him, so he didn't mind revealing a little more information: “The Mosak tribe is inherently powerful enough, and with almost their entire tribe consisting of Beastmasters, defeating every single Mosak warrior means defeating two to three beasts of at least equivalent strength!

Therefore, even if all the Contractors who entered the world united, they could not clash head-on with them, but could only do as you did before—set up a trap and then divide and kill them to weaken the Mosak tribe’s power.” Fang Senyan nodded: “You are correct.” A faint smile appeared on MD’s lips. He was certainly not someone without cunning; even revealing this information was done with a purpose.

Watching the other party slowly being guided by his words toward the direction he desired brought an unparalleled sense of achievement: “However, the Mosak tribe are creatures of high intelligence. After suffering an attack, they react swiftly and will not make the same mistake twice.

Even when venturing out, they will certainly bring sufficient manpower and exercise the utmost vigilance, making a second ambush virtually impossible.” “Perhaps you think they will descend into chaos due to food shortages arising from their large population base, but I must tell you that the Mosak tribe has always had the habit of storing food, as Pandora experiences prolonged rainy seasons at irregular intervals. So, they possess food reserves.

More crucially, relying on these reserves allows them to huddle together in their stronghold, staying put for a time even longer than your intended stay in this world!” Upon hearing this news, Fang Senyan’s expression shifted slightly: “I must admit, this intelligence is quite valuable.” MD continued seriously: “This is precisely when you need a very, very powerful long-range attacker. No matter how the Mosak warriors hide, this person can continuously weaken the enemy from a great distance, driving them into a state of panic—though it sounds presumptuous and boastful, this person can be none other than myself.

Therefore, cooperating with us is your best option.” Fang Senyan listened intently to the words of MD, this powerful Hunter. He gave no explicit commitment to the final suggestion MD had proposed, but instead smiled and said softly: “Mr.

MD, I need to consider your proposal. Please allow me three hours before I give you my answer.

In the meantime, we can travel together. You know, persuading teammates with differing opinions always takes some time.” MD rubbed the deep black marks etched into his wrists and ankles.

The Mosak tribe utilized this peculiar poison to paralyze powerful giant beasts without affecting their vitality. This was the fundamental reason the Mosak tribe remained powerful even after losing the favor of Eywa, the Mother of All—even judging by the fur on Bast’s legs, it was clear: taming an immobilized animal is at least five or six times easier than subduing a lively one.

Faced with Fang Senyan’s suggestion, MD readily agreed. Three hours wasn't even enough time for him to fully recover from the corrosive effects of the poison; this meant he would have immediately accepted even if Fang Senyan had suggested six hours.

He was also somewhat astonished. The greatest difficulty of the Golden Side Quest was that it required the combined efforts of everyone to complete, yet the final reward could only be claimed by a single person!

Why would Fang Senyan not cooperate with Zi Zun and the others to complete this quest? Of course, this was largely because MD was unaware that Fang Senyan and his two companions had activated the Silver Title, 'Hands That Cover the Sky.' Otherwise, the concept of a +1 Legend Rating Title—something many Hunters didn't even know existed—was staggering!

After traveling for thirty minutes through the dense forest, MD grew increasingly astonished. He stared in amazement at the giant, black, jellyfish-like creature suspended in the sky before him.

MD naturally recognized it as a Bug Carrier, quite common in the Starship Troopers world. MD was certain he had personally eliminated at least twenty such Carriers.

However, he had never tried flying freely in the sky aboard one, nor had he ever tried flying tens of kilometers with at least fifty Carriers loaded with Raptors, only to be airdropped with large numbers of Raptors near the Mosak tribe’s complex on Windstone Heights, and watch these fearless beasts surge in like a tide! MD was even more perplexed now.

Logically, such an exotic creature should be highly susceptible to attacks from local wildlife. He was unaware, however, that the tide of beasts previously mobilized by the Mother of All had already cleared out nearly all the aerial predators in the vicinity.

And now, MD’s ears seemed to still echo with Fang Senyan’s casual tone from moments before: “Oh, Mr. MD, please don’t panic.

I absolutely will not let others exert themselves without their consent. So, what you need to do now is watch, watch patiently, and retreat when you sense danger.

We don't need you to fire a shot. I don't even mind answering some of your questions—though, only when I have a moment.” Yes, the active fighting force of the Mosak tribe had been completely deployed.

A Mosak warrior, deliberately allowed to escape by Fang Senyan, would have returned to the tribe half an hour ago. Heavily wounded, he would have informed the mighty Chief Eree that a group of never-before-seen monsters had attacked the Flower Ranch, and that Hammerhead Thunder Beast Knight Ot was locked in a desperate struggle, eventually falling in battle.

Naturally, the first reaction of the powerful Chief Eree would be to inquire about the enemy’s strength. Once he confirmed the strength of the attackers (a few hundred Raptors plus a handful of Mammoth Beasts), the most logical order Eree would issue would be to mobilize the entire tribe for revenge.

And when he arrived at the Flower Ranch to treat the severely wounded, that would be precisely the moment Fang Senyan, bringing six hundred mad Raptors (the Black Thorn Mother’s carrier capacity had also increased after being granted power by the Queen), descended upon Windstone Heights! It must be said that the power of the Mosak tribe was truly formidable.

Even with their main force gone, the remaining tribal members left behind managed to eliminate the Raptors swarming in from all directions within a mere twenty minutes. If not for their shortage of manpower being their greatest weakness, this twenty-minute clearing time could have been shortened to ten.