Hunting College

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As always, Yao always emphasized the nonsense of studying hard and paying attention to safety at the regular meeting on Sunday. At the same time, he announced the results of the midterm exam-because they are all taken in class, and the test results have little effect on the final credits. Coupled with the influence of the hunting moon, everyone is not particularly concerned about these achievements.

Unlike usual, at today’s regular meeting, Lao Yao didn’t check everyone’s weekly life diary-which made many people breathe a sigh of relief-he specially spared half an hour to praise this time. Hunters participating in the freshman competition.

Among them are Zheng Qing and others who won the first place in the freshman competition, as well as Downton and others who did not get any gains in the hunting competition, and did not even experience "death".

It's just that, although the saliva he spoke on the podium was flying, he still couldn't stop some people from being in a daze, wandering, and chatting.

Just like Fatty Xin.

As a cutting-edge reporter of the No.1 School Newspaper, Fatty has a pair of eyes that are good at discovering, and an unparalleled and exuberant curiosity. So when Old Yao was still talking on the podium, he couldn't help but tilt his head and repeatedly harassed the young public-funded students obliquely behind.

"You...what the hell...with...Jiang...Yu...what are you doing...go?!"

The fat man opened his greasy mouth and labored his mouth, trying to conduct a quiet interview.

Zheng Qing drooped his eyelids and ignored him, letting the fat man wink his eyebrows in front to make all sorts of weird things, and he lowered his head and recited the "Paro Paramita Heart Sutra" silently.

This scripture was given to him by the little monk Shi Yuan, to adjust his mood and calm his spirit. Although the scriptures are short, but often after reading, Zheng Qing found that his mental state has indeed improved-at least in terms of promoting sleep, the effect of this scripture is much stronger than that of meditation.

However, when chanting the sutras tonight, Zheng Qing always felt absent-minded for some reason, and when he was reading, he would serialize unconsciously! This made the young wizard feel a little headache.

After repeated several times, he finally gave up his persistence, grabbed the quill pen and poked Dr. Xiao Da next to him, and whispered: "Hey! Have you been to Atlas?"

"What are you doing?!" Xiao Xiao squinted and glanced at him.

Zheng Qing held up the pamphlet in his hand.

"It's the "Multi-heart Sutra", which I feel a little strange recently." The young public-sponsored student hesitated, choosing the appropriate wording: "I mean, go to Atlas to find the little monk Shi Yuan And see if he has any suggestions."

"If you can't find it, there should be many'masters' over there. Listening to them may be able to understand them by analogy."

Xiao Xiao sat upright, took the pamphlet in Zheng Qing's hand, flipped through it, and finally shook his head: "Atlas is more exclusive... You didn't notice that most of the courses of the first university are arranged in September. Are there any colleges and Alpha College’s bishop building? It’s because the environment over there is not friendly to many wizards."

"If you have any questions, we can find Shi Yuan. Anyway, he is also a member of the Knights of You Sin. It just so happens that we are going to hold a'spending conference' this time, and we can kill two birds with one stone..."

Zheng Qing sighed deeply.

"Originally, I wanted to go to Atlas to see and see." The public-sponsored student explained in a slightly regretful tone: "When I was in the hunting ground, I once made a wish that if I could escape safely, I would give the Mantian God Buddha incense. ...I wondered, in the entire first university, the place with the most complete idols should be Atlas. So I originally wanted to go there to fulfill my wish."

Xiao Xiao raised his head, trying hard not to snort the contemptuous voice from his nose.

Speaking of hunting grounds, Zheng Qing couldn't help but think of hunting, and then of his own experience of fighting monsters, of his slingshots and talisman, and of the Colt python that Jiang Yu gave him this afternoon.

Then he remembered another thing.

"Did you know that sorcerers began to use bows and arrows to project talismans thousands of years ago?" the young public student asked Xiao Xiao in a questioning tone.

"This is common sense." Dr. Xiao Da replied with a serious face looking at the blackboard, his mouth wriggling.

"Then do you know the talisman?" Zheng Qing continued to ask in a low voice.

"Does anyone not know?" Xiao Xiao finally turned his face, full of surprise, feeling that the problem of public funds is a bit inexplicable: "One of the largest businesses of Martin Thor Alchemy Company is the manufacture of rune guns, Colt Famous brands like Remington and Remington are all under its name... Martin Thor, you know, our enrollment plane is refined by this company."

"I don't know!" The young public man glared at him straightforwardly and whispered: "Since the wizarding world has long had rune guns, rune bullets, and bows and arrows to project runes, then why did you push me to apply for a patent? !... Almost ashamed and thrown out of the school! If I did that, wouldn’t it be as funny as I cut a wheel with wood and apply for a modern patent?!"

"Wheels? What does it have to do with wheels." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses: "I asked you to apply for the patent for talisman. When you made talisman, the unique runes and structures you used are very innovative... if you apply for it. , I believe Martin Thor Alchemy Company will be willing to pay you an objective royalty fee."

"While wheels have been around for thousands of years, you can't apply for a patent with the appearance and effect of the wheel. But different wheels have different specifications such as wheels, tires, bearings... These details are the direction of innovation. , There is no problem with applying for some patents..."

"Boom boom boom!"

The sudden knock on the door interrupted the old Yao's endless nagging on the podium, and also shocked many students who were doing small movements under the podium-including Zheng Qing who was chatting.

When everyone sat up straight, their eyes gathered to the door, and after seeing the identity of the knocker, the young public student suddenly had the urge to get under the table.

It's just that his impulse came a little late~www.readwn.com~ Good evening, Professor. excuse me. "At the door, after a young witch in a black maid dress saluteed her, she asked Lao Yao quietly, "Excuse me, is Zheng Qing in this classroom?" "

Old Yao tilted his head, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the young maid curiously, then turned his gaze to the back of the classroom.

"Zheng Qing?" The professor raised his arm and waved: "Go first, go...there is nothing else in the regular meeting."

In the classroom, everyone's eyes turned to the back row of the classroom again.

Fatty Xin could finally turn his head to greet the young public-sponsored student with an open mind.

"Brother Qing! Someone is looking for!" The fat man yelled loudly with a malicious smile on his face. At the same time, he did not forget to leaned forward and raised his arms: "Professor, Zheng Qing is here!"

Zheng Qing didn't say anything, but with a dark face, he pulled the debris on the desk into the gray bag, then lowered his head, sprinted, and ran outside the classroom.

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