Hunting College

Dr. Duzem stood in the sun with a look of intoxication, closed his eyes, and waved his arms slightly, as if he was conducting a band.

Accompanied by his rhythm, the almost transparent light mist in the mortar rolled and flowed in midair.

Ling Gui stared at Mung Bean's small eyes, craned his neck, reluctantly watched the fog fall into the carton not far away, and slapped his mouth hard.

Zheng Qing held his breath and looked at the mist, lest he could blow these precious things away if his aura became stronger.

You know, this mist is twelve golden beans!

This money can only be applied for a little scholarship first.

With this money, he will spend almost all his spare time next week on drawing talisman to make up for the shortfall.

It wasn't until those mists quietly disappeared into the little elf's seven orifices that he breathed out again.

"It doesn't matter, wait a moment." As if feeling his anxious emotions, the doctor patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "They have been asleep for more than a week, and their body functions are undergoing a process of adaptation in response."

Zheng Qing's lips trembled, and did not speak, but nodded vigorously.

The room was extremely quiet.

Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu were in the narrow mouth of the carton, staring motionlessly at the drugged elf, eyes full of expectation. This sentiment even infected the old tortoise with long hair. It also prodded its neck and looked at the little green guys curiously.

"I need to remind you that the effect of this medicine is very limited." Dr. Duzem cleared his throat while sitting behind the desk, and gently prompted: "If you still have an impression, I have already told you before dispensing the medicine. pass."

Zheng Qing recovered and nodded quickly.

The doctor did clarify Yu Yuan's scattered drug efficacy issues with him before.

This medicine is superior in quality and low price, but the shortcoming is that it is too resistant and will fail after about three or four doses. Moreover, the effect of this medicine is very limited. According to the doctor’s estimation, one dose of medicine can only be maintained by the little elves. Awake time of about a week.

However, Zheng Qing suddenly thought of another question before the doctor mentioned the prescription.

"This is your medicine cost. I really trouble you." Zheng Qing took out twelve golden beans from the gray cloth bag and stuffed them into the hands of the doctor. He said gratefully: "The professors at the school have said that they are incurable. I was really desperate... thank you so much!"

"It should be, it should be." Dr. Duzem took the golden beans and stuffed it into his pocket, with a big smile on his face: "It's all Miss Jiang's friends, it should be busy...As for the school The professors of, I think they are too rigid in their brains, they are just thinking about the medicines specifically for the elves, and they did not relax their thinking..."

"Wake up!" Jiang Yu, who was staring at the carton, suddenly jumped up, interrupting the doctor's words, and exclaimed cheerfully: "They are awake! Look, look! They are awake!"

Zheng Qing was full of excitement, and almost immediately rushed over, almost knocking over a row of heavy reference books on the table.

The doctor reached out his hand to hold on to the books, his face didn't mean to blame at all, but a smile appeared in his eyes.

"It's nice to be young," he muttered, stroking the thick fluff on the back of the turtle.

The old turtle nodded slowly.

In a carton.

An elf slowly opened his eyes.

The thin eyelids blinked, and the dark eyes gradually became angry.

"Xie Xi..."

She opened her mouth and faintly greeted the world.

"Yeah!" Zheng Qing firmly grasped Jiang Yu's hand and waved excitedly.

A blush appeared on Jiang Yu's face, and he subconsciously withdrew his hand.

Zheng Qing was shocked in his heart, but his face did not change at all. Instead, he continued to say in an excited tone: "Really awake!"

"They look a little weak," Jiang Yu wrinkled his hands, looked at the elves who were waking up one after another, and asked Dr. Duzem with some concern: "Do you need some special supplements?"

"Have you ever seen the elves eat?" The doctor asked back, before waiting for her to answer, he said to himself: "The green elves are a very delicate alchemy product. Although they need the wizard's potion to maintain their lives, but You don’t need to eat to get energy."

"When the wizard made these little guys, in order to reduce the complexity of the body as much as possible-after all, the more complex the easier it is to make mistakes-they did not create a complete digestive system for the elf," the doctor stood up, walked to the carton, and looked. The little elves who started shaking their wings and moving their hands and feet sighed with emotion: "The power cycle system of the green elves refers to the photosynthesis of plants. As long as there is light, they can restore their energy."

"It's an ingenious design," he added, emphatically again.

"Light?" Zheng Qing looked at the little elves in the box in surprise, and a faint green fluorescence slowly appeared all over them.

"God said, there must be light." The doctor showed a trace of sorrow, and his right hand gently brushed over the carton.

A ray of brilliant sunlight turned round and shot in from the window, thrown into the carton.

After a while, the cries of the elves began to become full of breath.

"Xixi...xixi!"

"Come to me for a review in advance next Saturday." Before leaving, Dr. Duzem repeatedly told Zheng Qing: "If they have symptoms of discomfort during this week, let me know as soon as possible."

"Thank you!" Zheng Qing bowed vigorously to the doctor.

His elves shook their wings and circled him, curiously looking at the strange scenery around them.

"I really trouble you." Jiang Yuhan saluted the doctor slightly.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Dr. Dozem hurriedly helped the two of them: "It would be great if you could come and see me, an old alchemist."

"Definitely." Zheng Qing nodded vigorously, and the smile on his face couldn't stop: "I know a little alchemist, and everyone says he is very talented. UU reading www.uukanshu.com I will take next week. He came to see you and learn from you."

The doctor nodded, sent the two young wizards out of the gate, and watched them leave the winding and deep lanes.

"Master." The old servant Constantine stood silently behind him.

"Get ready to eat!" Dr. Duzem quickly turned around, clutching his stomach and wailed: "Your master is starving to death!"

"It's ready." With a kind smile on his face, the old servant replied respectfully: "It's all on your desk."

"Good job!" The doctor hurriedly ran into the house, then stopped again, touched in his pocket, and threw a bunch of golden things to Constantine: "Today's Fali market, this is the food for this month. Charge, collect!"

The old servant stretched out his hand to grab the golden bean, squinted, and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. The smile on his face was doubled.

"Okay, Master."

As he agreed, he turned and closed the iron door heavily.