Hunting High School

According to Jiang Yu's previous introduction, Zheng Qing thought he would see a young wizard.

But reality surprised him.

The doctor in front of him, who is not yet in his forties, has gray hair, a yellow and haggard face, and two big black bags under his eyes. He looks like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Zheng Qing remembered very clearly that Dr. Du Zemu had already become a registered wizard when he was less than twenty years old, and it is only twenty years now.

Twenty years, for the Great Wizard, may be just a nap time.

Even for registered wizards, it wasn't a long time.

Depending on the time of promotion, registered wizards may have a lifespan of a hundred years, but the vast majority of registered wizards have a long lifespan of more than three hundred years.

Forty years old, for a registered wizard, is between the average human teenager and youth.

It was originally a prime and prime age.

Unexpectedly, it was almost dusk.

This made Zheng Qing speechless in astonishment.

So much so that when the owner of the house grabbed his arm and shook it, he didn't respond.

However, Dr. Duzem is not an old-fashioned aristocrat who likes to tangle with red tape.

He also didn't care about the little rudeness of Miss Jiang's male companion.

He paid more attention to the young witch in red robe in front of him.

"So, the rumors are true. Did you really go to Jiuyou College to study?" Dr. Du Zemu's tone was full of regret: "For a family that has been Alpha people for generations, this must be a difficult choice... ...The elders in your mansion must be very troubled by your choice."

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"They don't need to choose." Jiang Yu smiled slightly.

While the two were exchanging pleasantries, Zheng Qing finally came back to his senses and began to seriously look at the legendary genius in front of him.

Although the doctor's face was covered with many wrinkles, it was well groomed, there was no mustache around his mouth, and his sallow skin was tightly attached to his cheekbones, giving him a skinny look.

He didn't wear a white work cap in the study like some old-fashioned researchers, but let his silver-gray hair pile up on his head in a mess, like a neglected bird's nest.

Compared with his hair, his clothes are less cared for.

The black wizard robe was washed a little gray, and the trim on the hood disappeared, leaving only a string of dense stitches. The cuffs and elbows of the robe were worn shiny, and there was still a stain of unknown color on the collar.

Just like the iron gate of his house.

It is difficult to say that economic hardship is necessarily related to cleanliness. The doctor's attire is more like a raunchy madman style.

However, compared with those crazy men who talked about lice in history, Dr. Du Zemu seemed a little restrained.

Most registered wizards, at his age, would have a decent job. And because of one reason or another, the doctor can only rely on the funding of the Jiang family for research and live in poverty.

Life has drained most of his confidence.

He is not tall, perhaps because of working at the desk all year round, his back is also very hunchbacked. Standing in front of Jiang Yu, he always had an almost flattering smile on his face.

There is nothing like the high-spirited temperament of geniuses.

With his stooped body, humble smile, worn clothes and messy hair, the whole person seems to have been washed by the long river of history repeatedly, full of decadence.

Only those silver-gray eyes are always shining.

"This is the first time I've come here since your research institute was listed." Jiang Yu continued to have a meaningless conversation with the doctor at the side: "When I was at home, my grandmother generally didn't allow me to go out."

"Haha, that's true. Zhongshan is indeed a bit far from Phuket Island." Obviously, Dr. Du Zemu is not good at dealing with people, but decades of experience still gave him some experience, he said haha, Looking at the eldest lady of the Jiang family in front of her:

"Then, what's the point of the two masters coming to the 'Abnormal Life Research Center'? In fact, my research institute only studies abnormal forms of life... People generally dismiss normal life, right, hahaha... ..."

To be honest, the joke was a bit cold.

Zheng Qing couldn't help shivering.

But the good family education still allowed Jiang Yu to maintain a decent smile.

After a few dry laughs, the doctor shut his mouth and looked around the room with wandering eyes.

The scene was a little awkward.

Zheng Qing turned his eyes to other corners of the room, trying his best to avoid colliding with the doctor's sight.

It can be seen that this room is a little messy like his master.

The tall full-length mirror on the side was covered with a purple-red blanket, but I don't know what it is about.

The most conspicuous thing in the whole room is a banner, hanging on the wall next to the desk, with splashes of ink on a white background, and exquisitely framed. It contrasts nicely with the rest of the decor in the house.

The banner reads 'Different Fireworks, Same Splendor', without signature or signature, it seems to be done by Anonymous.

But this does not mean that the calligraphy is not good, on the contrary, Zheng Qing thinks that the calligraphy is excellent.

Zheng Qing has a deep book background, and he can accurately judge that this calligraphy is from everyone's hand.

This made him a little delighted, and couldn't help but move to the banner.

After looking around, his attention turned around halfway, and was attracted by a glass fish tank in the corner.

Perhaps Dr. Duzem finally noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the room, and turned to look at the old servant beside him: "Konstantin, the guests are here, get some coffee."

"But Young Master, the house hasn't prepared coffee for a long time." The old servant looked at his master hesitantly.

"Tea is fine too!" The doctor raised his voice and emphasized his tone.

The old servant was stunned for a moment, then nodded docilely, and walked out the door.

This move made the atmosphere in the room even more awkward.

"What is this?" Zheng Qing's opening right now dispelled the doctor's uneasiness.

He pointed to a bunch of small white bugs huddled into balls in the glass fish tank, and asked curiously.

The cuboid fish tank is about the height of a person. Judging by Zheng Qing’s light taps, the glass plate used to build the fish tank is also very thick. And in this strong fish tank, those delicate and beautiful swimming fish are not kept.

The fish tank was empty, except for a layer of fine black stones on the bottom of the tank.

A group of gray and white bugs huddled together, rolling down to the bottom of the tank like a volleyball.

These bugs were motionless, as if petrified.

This made Zheng Qing very curious.

"What is this?" He raised his head and looked at the owner of the house: "It looks like a group of small bugs."

"It's bugs...these are corpse beetles." Dr. Duzem quickly walked to his side and dutifully explained: "They are also called burying bugs, and they are often used to make alchemy raw materials... If You want to use a clean bone surface for your experiments, this is an ideal tool, most corpse dissolving powders are too caustic and can damage the bone structure... These little bugs live on dead bodies, wizards, animals ,It will be all right."

As he spoke, he clenched his fist and knocked hard on the thick glass tank wall.

A few corpse-eating beetles slowly crawled away, revealing a covered white skull.

Looks like a baby.

Zheng Qing had a creepy feeling.