Hunting College

Before the end of the trial, Dylan once sighed - I don't know whether we continue to sleep or wake up in reality after the death of the dreamland.

Zheng Qing felt that he could answer this question now.

Of course, it was a little later than expected.

The young public student's last impression of the audition was the puppet man's lazy 'I wish you all a good dream', and then the world fell into darkness. When he regained his senses, the sparrows outside the window had begun to talk on the treetops. It was not yet bright, and the bedroom was very quiet, except for two purrs of different depths.

One has a heavy purr and belongs to Fatty Xin; the other purrs lightly and belongs to a fat cat.

Zheng Qing looked at the dark tent above his head, trying to recall the experience of last night - the game, the ghouls, the ghouls after another, exhausted, a big guy came, and then the game was over - the young wizard gradually Opening his eyes wide and leaving the dreamland, he didn't 'have a good dream' as the puppet man said, nor was he woken up as Dylan guessed.

He didn't feel anything.

It was dawn.

It was as if he had passed a period of unconsciousness in a dark environment, but it must be admitted that this deep sleep was an excellent healing potion after mental fatigue, just like now, he felt very good.

The young public fee student tiptoed out of bed. After washing up with the help of the elves, he went to the morning class on his own, without waking Xiao Xiao who was sleeping soundly.

Yesterday, the scene where Xiao Xiao was engulfed by the dark vortex was still vivid in his mind. Although it was not clear how the death of the game in the fantasy world would react to reality, it would definitely not have no effect. In this case, the best way to deal with it is to go with the flow and wait for them to wake up naturally.

Today is the weekend. There were a lot of people sleeping late in the morning. In addition to last night's competition, the campus became more and more clean. Until Zheng Qing finished his morning class and returned to the dormitory with breakfast, he didn't meet many people along the way.

Back in the dormitory, Xiao Xiao was already awake, and was reading the newly arrived newspaper in the morning with his sleepy eyes open. Contrary to Zheng Qing's expectations, Fatty Xin also woke up and was writing **** the desk.

"Have you breakfast yet?"

When he saw the food, the fat wizard immediately got refreshed, bounced off his chair and shouted, "For the sake of praising you when I look at me, it's not too much to invite me to eat more meat buns!"

"Why did you wake up so early?"

Zheng Qing handed over the paper bag and looked at the fat wizard with a suspicious look on his face, but he immediately realized that the fat wizard didn't end yesterday, he didn't get up this morning, he just slept late.

Fatty Xin couldn't wait to take out a meat bun from the paper bag and stuffed it into his mouth. He breathed a sigh of satisfaction, and then simply answered in a sticky voice: "...Hurry up!"

As he said that, he picked up the soy milk, took off the lid without using a straw, poured several mouthfuls, sucked and cursed a few nonsense words like 'scalding to death', and the voice gradually became clear again:

"...Material sent by the editorial department this morning...Did you know? In the trials last night, the Guilty Hunter ranked seventh among all the hunters! Second only to the school team, the four college teams, and the Judgment Hunter...including the blood Friends, Glory, Yaoqi, YPO, Destiny, Taiyi, 3A, Cheung Kei, and many other veteran hunting teams all fell in the last three minutes!"

Fatty Xin waved his arms, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, even forgetting that he was holding a new meat bun in his hand: "...full marks! Because the crime persisted to the end, the five judges of the hunting committee gave full marks! In the words of Linda-senpai, this is something that has never happened in the history of the school hunting competition!"

Zheng Qing carefully stared at the meat bun in the fat wizard's hand, lest it break in the excited fat hands and the juices would fly around. Similar to him, there is the fat cat squatting on the head of the bed, but compared with the wizard, its thoughts are a little purer, and it just wants to eat that bun.

"Well, that sounds really good."

Young Gong Feisheng echoed absentmindedly—it felt a little weird to brag about himself—and what’s worse, he still hadn’t figured out how to explain to his companions how he survived the last three minutes.

It's hard to tell them that the **** guy at the end of the hunting competition is a 'smart person', and he will play a fake match with him for a while.

This is a disservice to the young wizards of the school shaping a healthy outlook on life and the world.

"Pretty! Awesome! Awesome?!"

Fatty Xin's voice seemed to shatter the glass. He shoved the meat bun in his hand into his mouth, but he didn't seem to chew it. The bun disappeared deep in his throat, and then he widened his eyes and wanted to use the oily Paws to catch public expense students.

Zheng Qing quickly dodged.

This made the fat wizard's momentum drop a little bit. He grabbed the soy milk angrily and took a sip before opening his mouth again: "Do you know what the editorial department thinks? According to the internal opinion of the editorial department, UU Reading www.uukanshu .com The big guy who appeared in the last three minutes of the audition yesterday is a real wizard, and he naturally possesses the coercion of a high-level existence... Ordinary hunting teams may not be able to last even three seconds in front of him!"

"You held on for three minutes!"

"If after the freshman game last year, some people clamored for cheating on the crime hunters; last semester, some people talked about 'opaqueness' about the Black Prison battlefield, then last night's game, in front of everyone's eyes, and members of the next month's parliament supervising the field , thousands of eyes staring at... No one can make irresponsible remarks about the record of You Sin!"

"Three minutes!"

"A full sixty three seconds!"

Speaking of this, the fat wizard was already teary-eyed, and he blew his nose as loudly as he had in a dream yesterday: "I was sitting on the waiting seat, my eyes were full of darkness, lightning and thunder, ghosts and ghosts. Xiao Lianlian, thinking that guy is playing with corpse whipping, Jiang Da's face is pale in fright..."

Zheng Qing had to interrupt Fatty's slightly exaggerated and sensational remarks.

"I can't beat the great wizard! Absolutely can't beat it!" He told his companions with a very positive tone and eyes: "You have trained so many times, you know my level, in terms of talisman or magic spells, maybe a little bit better than Dr. So strong..."

Saying that, he gestured with a small distance between his thumb and forefinger: "...But if it is said that this small gap can make me last three minutes longer than the doctor, I don't believe it myself!"

"That's what's confusing everyone right now."

Xiao Xiao, who had been flipping through the newspaper beside him, finally took off his glasses, rubbed his face, and looked at Zheng Qing with a puzzled expression: "So... what happened in the last three minutes? How did you survive? You know, Moore. When Dikian's tentacles drag me into the dark vortex, I have no room to resist!"