Hunting College

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A pint.

About five hundred and sixty-eight milliliters.

One-ninth of the blood volume in an adult's body, theoretically, with this level of blood loss, there will be mild or early shock symptoms, such as palpitation, shortness of breath, dry mouth, fatigue, etc., which is not very harmful to wizards. On the contrary, in the opinion of many old-school wizards, the regimen of moderate bloodletting has some benefits for the human body.

Therefore, after hearing about Dr. Duzem's plan, Professor Montelia's attitude has quietly changed. Under the two powers, he has slowly compromised in his heart, and subconsciously planned the possibility of completing this matter.

"You can't start at school," the professor said softly, his face still hidden under the shadow of his hood, as if it would make him feel more at ease: "The school is paying too much attention to her, causing trouble without authorization, and our experiment There is no benefit."

"But she was very alert when she became an adult and hardly ever left school alone."

Dr. Duzem slowly walked to the bookcase, pulled out his two eyeballs, and threw them into a glass filled with medicinal liquid to wash them slowly, analyzing what he had observed before: "...and she came out alone. At school, it's usually like a kid, and there's no way to safely draw a pint of blood...so Betatown wasn't an appropriate choice either."

Obviously, he has been very concerned about the sage's stone that he "lost".

Professor Montelia gave the owner of the study a deep look, glanced at the tall full-length mirror in the corner of the room, and murmured: "If you are lost in the mirror for decades, and then wander in the dreamland for decades, you She will also become alert... Since the school and Beta Town are not good, then wait for her to leave these two places."

"for example?"

"Winter Hunt."

The professor's voice became more and more cold, and the plan became more and more detailed: "This year's school hunting competition reform has achieved good results, so this year's winter hunting will continue to use the rules of the hunting team instructor... As the frontier hunting team's instructor, she is very There is a high probability that she will be tasked with secretly guarding the hunting party... This means that she needs to enter the edge of the silent forest."

Rough planning.

There was a depressing silence in the study, and there was no sound other than the slight knocking sound of the glass rod stirring the eyeballs in the cup.

After a long time, Dr. Duzem's voice sounded again: "Will it attract her father's attention?"

Since they planned to attack the Sage's Stone, the two tacitly avoided the words in the conversation, lest they would attract the attention of a certain existence.

"I thought you had already considered this possibility at the beginning of the plan." Professor Montelia's voice unconsciously contained a hint of mockery, but he was not overly sarcastic, but simply analyzed: "Although we have something to say about her. It is an attempt, but it has no conceptual malice and will not touch those lofty sights. Of course, for the sake of safety, when performing this task, in addition to the necessary anti-divination and shielding magic, a certain degree of confusion magic can also play a good role. Effect."

Dr. Duzem raised his head, looked at the professor standing at the door with his empty, bloodshot eyes, and nodded slightly:

"You are an expert in this regard, if you need anything, just ask."

The professor raised his hand and politely pulled the brim of his hat to signal his retirement.

After opening the door, he did not leave immediately, but stayed at the door for a few seconds.

"By the way,"

Standing at the door, Professor Montelia turned his back to the owner of the bookstore, reminding him in his usual blunt tone: "As a professor who opened a laboratory at the First University, it is normal for wizards who have an intersection with their research scope to communicate during the day. If I sneak into your research institute at night, I will be noticed by others."

As he spoke, his figure was already blurred, and before the last word was spoken, the whole person turned into a cloud of smoke and disappeared in place, leaving only the remnants of birds and birds, and it took a long time to slowly disperse.

Snapped.

The study door slammed shut.

Dr. Duzem put his skinny fingers into the glass, picked up his two eyeballs, and carefully and carefully put them back into their sockets, then closed his eyes and rubbed the large holes around them.

After a while, he closed his eyes, groped to the tall full-length mirror behind the door, and pulled down the velvet curtain covering the mirror.

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The usually noisy full-length mirror seems to be able to sense the owner's mood, and becomes extraordinarily well-behaved, holding her breath and refusing to say a word.

for a long time.

Only then did Dr. Duzem slowly open his eyes, and he looked at the dark figure in the mirror by the twilight of the night cast outside the window.

"You look like a bug now."

He said to himself in the mirror.

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"There's an old saying, 'there can only be one bug in a noodle'."

Elder Ruoyu, the vice president of the First University, murmured such a sentence.

At this moment, he is sitting behind his tall desk, holding his hands together, and looking sideways at the dark night outside the window. The large black robe drowned the equally large high-backed chair under him. In front of the desk, the sphinxes, vampires, werewolves and other statues under the steps seemed to be submerged in the reefs of the black tide, in the dim light. Indistinct.

In this huge palace-like office, there are no other wizards except the old man. But his words were not to himself, but to the puppet sitting at the desk.

The puppet man wears a black top silk hat, a straight tuxedo, dark striped trousers, pointed-toed shoes, a slender civilized stick in his hand, a pale face, narrow eyes, and a pointed long nose.

Hearing the old man speak, the puppet man turned his mind very carefully.

Unfortunately, it has neither a heart nor a brain.

So, after thinking for a while, it had to give up thinking, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com asked curiously: "Professor, why can there be only one bug in the noodles?"

"Because anyone who finds one bedbug in their bowl will never bother to find a second one, but just dump the whole bowl of noodles."

The vice-principal of No. 1 University withdrew his gaze from the starry sky in the night, looked at the little puppet man on the table, and said softly: "That said, but in real life, when many people encounter this situation, they will I'm reluctant to throw out the whole bowl of noodles, I always feel that the remaining noodles can be eaten after washing... Anytime, it is a very shameful act to waste food."

"This sounds contradictory." The puppet man touched his slender nose and thought hard. It's a puppet after all and doesn't need noodles.

"Contradictory indeed."

The old man shrank back into the seat again, which made him look even smaller, then he turned his head and looked at the bright starry sky outside the window again, and muttered: "Pour out the whole bowl of noodles because of spiritual cleanliness; Throwing out the whole bowl of noodles is based on real-world considerations...like those experiments that Professor Montelia did in private."

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