Hunting College

There were several sharp whistles from the hunting team resting not far away.

Deng Xiaojian glanced back, raised his hand, and beckoned.

"Since everyone has known each other, we will have more contact in the future." The thin and tall wizard reached out and patted Zheng Qing's shoulder: "We still have training missions tonight, so I won't disturb you patrolling..."

The two freshmen nodded again and again.

Deng Xiaojian slid and trot back before turning around.

Zheng Qing looked at him suspiciously.

"This memory... almost forgot one thing." The thin tall wizard knocked his head, complained about his memory, and smiled at the young public student: "I heard that you and Friedman from Alfa College, And those guys in Seprano are a little bit conflicted? Does it matter? If you have any trouble, you can tell me at any time... You can also go to the Star Academy to find me. When you go, you can say "Deng Zi", everyone knows ."

A subtle expression appeared on Zheng Qing's face.

Is this being covered by someone?

Since childhood, this kind of bridge has only been heard in the bragging of some people in the class.

"...Although you can't casually kill those hypocrites at school, it's okay to find someone to clean them up and settle a little trouble."

The last words of Deng Xiaojian made the little smile that Zheng Qing had accumulated froze on his face.

Listening to the tone, the thin and tall sophomore did not seem to be joking.

But is it really good to just put the words'killing people to death' casually? Or does the atmosphere of the Star Academy have always been so uninhibited? !

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." The young public-sponsored student waved his hands hastily: "I have already talked to Your Excellency Augustus... It should be fine."

"Oh!" Deng Xiaojian gave him a surprised look: "Augustus is still very credible... see you later!"

As he said, he waved his hand, turned and left.

This time there was no looking back.

It wasn't until the hunting team was completely submerged in the dark night that the two freshman patrol students slowly resumed their patrol missions.

Their topic naturally focused on the hunting team.

"...Perhaps those hunting teams are really powerful, but it cannot be denied that the training in the middle of the night is really very dangerous." Zheng Qing recalled Deng Xiaojian's indifferent appearance and couldn't help shaking his head.

"This is part of the normal training of the hunting team." Growing up in Beta Town, Ling Guo has a lot of knowledge about these things: "A real hunting team must be able to adapt to various harsh environments, including high temperatures, low pressures, and extreme conditions. In cold, dry, rain forest, etc., some advanced hunting teams even conduct underwater training and deep space training."

"What if someone gets injured?"

"Isn't it a natural thing to be injured?" Linguo felt a little inexplicable: "If you are injured, go to a therapist."

The young public-sponsored student opened his mouth, as if trying to explain something.

But then he realized that he was no longer in the familiar ordinary world, and finally closed his mouth unwillingly.

"Anyway, it always feels a bit brutal." He grumbled.

"Very normal." Linguo put the little fox in her arms back on the head of her black sheep, shook her sore arm, and explained: "Demon hunting was originally an ancient sport. It can be traced back to ancient ignorance. Times. Of course, until now, this sport has become an important part of wizards to train new generations and maintain internal vitality."

Zheng Qing squinted and glanced at the little wizard.

For a moment, it was not Lin Guo, but Xiao Xiao that stood beside him.

"...As the owner of the milk tea shop once told me, the world is not peaceful, but in a dynamic equilibrium. We can't expect to stay in the small and stable world of school for the rest of our lives without fighting against the world."

"Since the fight, there will be damage naturally." The little wizard waved his cane excitedly, as if fighting against the gods and Buddhas: "If the school doesn't even have such a weapon, what is the point of our study..."

"Of course, the school hunting club of the First University is relatively safer than the real hunting games outside. The school will not casually send its students to real monsters to grind their claws... As far as I know, The wild monsters in the hunting grounds of the school are all "familiar monsters", which have been prepared by the big guys of the research institute. Although they are still aggressive, the chance of being infected by them is very, very low."

"In other words, the students participating in the hunting game still have a certain chance of being infected by the wild monster." Zheng Qing concluded.

Lin Guo pretended not to hear these words.

"Speaking of it, should our knights form our own hunting team?" The little wizard changed the subject abruptly: "If you simply do miscellaneous tasks at the school hunting club, you won't earn many credits..."

"What do you want credits for?" Zheng Qing looked at Ling Guo suspiciously: "I remember your usual grade points should not be low."

"Alchemy requires burning materials. Although the materials in school are cheap, they all require credit exchange... I find that the credits are always not enough." Ling Guo looked a little worried.

"That's it." Zheng Qing nodded: "Then you should work harder in class and answer more questions... In my knights, you have no chance to join the hunting team."

The little wizard looked at him with incredible eyes.

"Why?!" He questioned loudly.

"Because you are still young...not an adult." Zheng Qing gave an absolutely correct answer.

This answer is irrefutable.

Ling Guo dragged her stick, expressing her dissatisfaction with silence.

The tip of the stick rubbed against the stone slab to make a "clanging" noise.

The black goat snorted, walked a few steps, and came to behind the little wizard, bent over and lowered his head, opened his mouth to bite the tip of his staff, and dragged it off the ground.

The little fox sat between the horns, shaking his tail in satisfaction, and then changed his posture to form a ball again.

The moonlight is like water, and time passes quietly in silence.

...

...

The date with Elena went very well on Sunday afternoon.

It can even be said that the smoothness is a bit too much.

From meeting in the Shushan Pavilion in the afternoon, the two of them studied the strange Talisman very intently; to have dinner at the "Yota" on the pedestrian street in the evening, and then went to the school building to participate in the regular class meeting.

There were no waves in the whole process, and naturally there were no surprises.

Part of the meaning of that strange Fulu was finally analyzed after the two people worked together. Zheng Qing believes that this talisman should belong to a certain advanced variant of the suppression talisman-this is probably the only encouraging development on Sunday afternoon.

That's it.

The holding hands, hugs, and even kisses in the fantasy of young public-funded students ~www.readwn.com~ did not happen.

All of Jelena's spirit seemed to be placed in that dilapidated notebook and the pile of difficult talisman.

Even the gift that Zheng Qing finally found the opportunity to give out-that bohemian dress-did not make the gypsy witch express more joy.

Her unexpected look when she accepted the gift seemed more like maintaining the poor self-esteem of the young wizard at the end.

"I thought you would give this gift to me at the ball hunt." Irina joked as she took over the skirt.

This makes Zheng Qing a little embarrassed.

This embarrassment did not fade until the regular class meeting on Sunday night.

Because at this regular meeting, Zheng Qing had to face another very important thing—of course, it has nothing to do with Jiang Yu—the leader of the Knights of You Sin found that he had to start thinking about whether the club should form a hunting team, and how Form a hunting team.