Hunting College

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After all, small talk is just small talk.

The fat man also didn't realize that his casual words separated him from the truth by only a thin layer of silkworm leather. Just like most of the errors in the world, in the final analysis, it is not how far away the yin and yang are, but that the relationship between the two is shallow, and the time has not come.

After a short rest, the six members of the Yougui Hunting Team stood in front of the tent again.

It's just that this time everyone no longer just relies on the Dharma books in their hands. Everyone held a few talismans with guts and fine feet; there were also bottles of potions for replenishing magic power and healing wounds in their pockets; and Xiao Xiao, with a few more clean and beautiful shoulder blades in his arms, It couldn't be more suitable for divination.

It is still Zhang Jixin leading, Jiang Yu and Li Meng are in the middle, Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao are on the two wings, and Fatty Xin is in the back.

But as in most cases, when we are unprepared, risks always come inadvertently; and when we are fully prepared and ready to wait, the risks looming over our heads will disappear without a trace.

When Zheng Qing followed Zhang Jixin and walked into the tent peacefully, that was the thought circling in his mind.

The tent is huge.

It's also very quiet.

There was no noise except for the extremely subtle ticking sound of the clock. Zheng Qing felt that he could almost hear the breathing of his companion next to him.

Not far after entering the door, there is a short step down, less than ten steps, covered with a soft Persian carpet, which echoes the large thangka hanging on the walls around the tent. It is difficult to mix the magnificence and grandeur. The paradoxical atmosphere.

The old man Verne copied his hands and stood under the steps.

"Is there no test to enter the door?" The red-faced wizard asked directly.

He looked vigilantly at the strange magical instruments placed on the left and right shelves, but his eyes were constantly attracted by the skulls of some strange magical creatures farther away.

"When you are fully prepared, there will be no test."

The old man's voice is not high, but it is very clear in this quiet tent: "Like the cat in the box, before the lid is opened, it can be dead or alive..."

Old-school wizards like to play with these empty-headed things.

"...This way," the old-school wizard did not hear the young public-funded student's defamation, but continued to do his work conscientiously. He gestured to several young people to follow:

"I'll take you around first... If nothing else, this will be your rest base in the next week, commonly known as the'Old Nest'."

Lao Chao is a good word, it always makes people feel warm and at ease.

Zheng Qing flashed this nameless feeling in his mind, and he looked at the space in the tent that could almost accommodate a basketball court, and then compared it slightly with the size of less than a hundred steps in a circle outside.

"Wow, this place is really big."

The young public-sponsored students followed the gray-robed wizard step by step, and finally sighed and exclaimed: "From the outside, it's not that big...Does it use space magic?"

"Perhaps." The old wizard squinted his eyes, as if lost in memory for a while: "It's just an old object. There was no such thing as space for magic before... Don't touch the magic weapon on the shelf. No one knows what's in it. Curse, if you don't want to die accidentally, it's best to keep enough awe of the unknown."

Regarding this kind of understatement warning, as bold as Li Meng, he listened honestly, took his hand and followed the old man, not even daring to look twice.

However, Zheng Qing, because he had not received the education of traditional wizards and lacked understanding of the risks involved, instead he noticed the weird magical weapons on the shelves on both sides, and began to think about whether there were any hidden tasks or rewards in it.

Isn't it all in story books?

The leader of the hunting team was distracted, so the fortuneteller took the old man's words and continued to ask: "...How big is the area of ​​this tent?"

"I also want to know."

The old man pointed his finger at a ruler hung on the wall: "You can take time to measure yourself. I will take a measurement when I have time, but I am always uncertain. Sometimes it's just a few square meters away from the hall, and sometimes it's just a few square meters away. There will be more rooms. God knows if the wizard who made this tent had any misunderstandings about magic."

"Sounds a little too magical." Zheng Qing returned to his senses and couldn't help but smile.

"Very correct. Excessive magic always leads to chaos. In all levels and in all senses." While speaking, the gray-robed wizard pulled open a wooden door at the end of the tent, and inside was a long, dim aisle. Small doors of different sizes and shapes are staggered on both sides.

"Is this our dormitory inside?"

"The atmosphere doesn't look good...Is the room with a window? I hope there is a sea view room."

"Are you here on vacation?"

Several young wizards from the Yugui Hunter craned their necks and talked about each other.

"No, no," Old Verne blocked their sight, shaking his index finger vigorously, and warned very seriously: "I just want to tell you in advance that there is nothing mysterious behind this door, but there are more doors. Behind it. So don’t be driven by curiosity to take risks... If you get back by luck, you will find that all the points on your trial cards have been deducted."

"That is to say, it is forbidden to enter here?" Zheng Qing suddenly came across.

The old man did not answer, but closed the wooden door again, and found a tattered yellow paper and stuck it to the crack of the door. It marked "No Entry" in bold red letters.

This does dispel some people's curiosity to a certain extent.

Zheng Qing squinted at Fatty Xin and Li Meng, a little unsure who was at the risk of this team.

After that, the old man led the young wizards to look at their dining room and dormitory.

The so-called restaurant is a large table on the edge of the main hall, which can provide free hot water and hummus. If you want to eat more abundantly, you need to go out and do it yourself.

The conditions of the dormitory are a little better than Zheng Qing imagined. There are two separate rooms. Although not spacious and the windows are small, they are clean enough. One belongs to four boys and one belongs to two girls.

The old man did not give these young people more rest time, and led them back to the front hall.

On a wall not far from the dining table~www.readwn.com~, I tore open a leather roll that was originally bound by twine and tied to the ceiling. The paper roll is unfolded and it is a map.

Comparing the rivers and mountains seen in the sky, Zheng Qing can vaguely judge that this map depicts the environment around the camp.

If not unexpected, the small red triangle should be the location of this camp.

On the other side of the river is a large open space, the color is very different from the side of the camp, it is marked as black. Curved and long white passages extend from the camp, running through the open space, like a spider web, dividing the black area into areas of different sizes.

"This is your next task."

The old man’s skinny fingers pointed on the large and small black patches, and glanced at the focused young wizards: "The white passage is safe... means that you will not accidentally die by walking on it."

"And every black area is us and you, the part that needs to be explored."