Hunting College

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The sun is shining outside.

It is in sharp contrast with the gloomy atmosphere in the museum. Perhaps the negative atmosphere in the museum is just Zheng Qing's illusion. But he did feel a calming warmth in the sunlight outside.

The husband took him and found a secluded grassland.

Sitting on the ground.

"Everyone has their own morning in their heart," the gentleman half leaned against a large bluestone, touched a small red clay teapot from somewhere in his hand, sipped the tea, and said slowly: "...time is up, people just Will wake up by itself."

"Sometimes, this morning is an alarm, and there is a rooster cry; sometimes, this morning is a slogan, a divine initiation; other times, this morning is after you know the'truth'..."

Zheng Qing began to sit on his side with his hands on his side, squinting, looking at the sun lazily, and listening to his lecture. But soon, he realized that this posture was not respectful, so he changed to a kneeling posture.

"Lie down, lie down a little more comfortable." The husband waved his hand to signal the boy to be more comfortable: "Don't care about these details..."

Zheng Qing blinked, graciously, holding the back of his head in both hands, and lay down on the grass comfortably with a click.

A few butterflies danced around the two wizards, the old and the young.

On the treetop not far away, the oriole and the lark let go and sang loudly.

The grass in May has begun to enter the most luxuriant season of the year. The soft lawn is like an expensive Persian carpet, lying on it, the natural breath swarms into the nose of the young wizard, with the warm sun and soft Feng, Zheng Qing found the feeling of sleeping again.

The gentleman's voice seemed to be coming from a very distant place:

"...What is the truth? The truth is the truth. It is the most real existence in this world hidden under countless appearances and illusions. The truth is that one plus one equals two, and the sound travels at a speed of three hundred and forty meters in the air at 15 degrees. In seconds, the space will be warped by mass pressure, two hydrogen atoms and one oxygen atom can form a water molecule, and so on."

"These don't sound so scary." Zheng Qing interrupted.

The husband smiled.

"Yeah, it doesn't sound scary." He murmured, "This is the most terrifying place. Because it's commonplace, but accustomed to it, don't care about it... Just like no one thinks eating hot pot and singing a song. The same is terrible. The worm does not know the Spring and Autumn Period, the mayfly does not know the world, and what does a man know outside his own world?"

"The universe is empty and crowded in the world."

From a certain angle, Zheng Qing can understand the "terrible" in Mr.'s words-there are too many coincidences in the birth of this world. Numerous horrors and terrible intertwined to build a delicate balance, have a place for life to survive.

But from another angle, Zheng Qing felt that Mr.'s remarks were a bit subtle.

"It sounds like you are talking about the horror of'ignorance'," the boy would always be more inexplicably brave at this time, and asked boldly: "Since we don’t know what’s outside and feel terrible, it means that ignorance is It's terrible!"

The gentleman sighed softly: "Ignorance is therefore fearless, so I can bravely explore all kinds of possibilities. It is the driving force of all civilizations. But the truth is different. Because we can't change the truth... It always stays there, cold Watching us struggling coldly."

Zheng Qing held his breath.

Intuition told him that the husband would say some very important ‘truths’ today, and these ‘truths’ are hard to accept. This curiosity was like a cat's claw scratching his heart, which made him feel a little uncomfortable lying down. He simply sat up again, holding his leg, and leaned against the husband.

The husband glanced at him.

"How much do you know about demons?" the husband asked suddenly.

Zheng Qing was stunned for a few seconds.

"Demons?" He hesitated, and answered cautiously: "Demons and wizards are natural enemies, living on the flesh and blood of wizards. According to different birth methods, demons are divided into three categories: original blood inheritance, monster invasion, and monster infection; according to the activity The scope is divided into the Sea-Monster, Lich and other forces; The Wizard League has a wanted list of monsters, which lists thousands of monsters, large and small. The Sea-Monster King and the Lich King are the two most powerful guys. There are also four sea monsters under the Sea-Monster King, namely, the mist, the iceberg, the whirlpool, and the sea god... Oh, and it is said that the monster has an old ancestor and is worshipped by all the monsters. He is the source of the birth of all the monsters."

The answer sounded messy and somewhat upside-down, lacking focus.

But this is not to blame Zheng Qing.

Although it has been nearly a year since he enrolled in school, he has dealt with demons several times, but most of them were hunted unilaterally. The only time there was a verbal communication with a demon, that beautiful banshee kept repeating horrible things like ‘you smell so delicious’ in a terrifying tone.

There are quite a few books related to monsters in the school library~www.readwn.com~ During the training of the Yougui Hunting Team, Zheng Qing also read them frequently. It's just that those books are more related to the analysis of demons, finding the traces of demons, the weaknesses of different demons, how to hunt down a demons at the shortest speed, and so on. There are very few difficult contents involving the essence of monsters.

As for Professor Monteria's laboratory, the focus is on the research and use of the blood of the demon-perhaps the laboratory has data concerning the origin of the blood, but Zheng Qing has no access to it. He is just a little assistant who is proficient in Fulu.

The husband held the small red clay teapot, squinted his eyes, looked at the sun above his head, and listened to the young wizard next to him talking about the ‘truth’ that was widely spread in the wizarding world.

for a long time.

The sun above his head seemed to be guilty of being stared at, and quietly hid behind the clouds.

The environment on the grass has become more pleasant.

Zheng Qing finally poured out the ink in his stomach and shut up.

"Demon, monster." The gentleman repeated the word in a low voice, paused, and then slowly said: "A monster, something abnormal is a monster; a monster, obsessed with it is a monster. A monster, a monster... Originally just some obsession Because of the abnormal...existence. Wizards are no different from demons. Wizards are also a kind of demons."

The young public servant quietly swallowed.

If Mr.'s words are heard by outsiders, it will definitely cause an uproar. After entering the wizarding world for one year, he has never seen a similar view in any book, and no wizard has said similar things to him.

There is no difference between a wizard and a monster?

Zheng Qing knew that the Lich was a group of wizards who had fallen under the evil spirit. But that's it. When those liches started to eat people, they became them.

"Wizards don't eat people!" The young public-sponsored student sat up straight, some unacceptable: "We are different from them!"