Hunting High School

Green's grocery store was bustling with customers coming and going.

But it didn't affect the two young Jiuyou freshmen deep in the shop.

Dr. Xiao Da is always holding his notebook, writing and drawing, it seems that apart from this matter, there is nothing else that can attract his attention.

On the other hand, Zheng Qing leaned against the sales counter, pulled out the shorthand quill pens for sale from the 'Christmas tree' one by one, dipped in the ink next to it, and patiently tried one by one.

This "meticulous" attitude towards buying goods eventually aroused the impatience of the big doctor next to him.

"It's already half past twelve, and there is still one and a half hours before the afternoon class." Dr. Xiao raised his head and urged: "You should remember that we will hold a club establishment meeting at noon... My notice to others It's all twelve forty-five, that is to say, you still have fifteen minutes to buy your shorthand pen and go back to the dormitory."

"Other people?" Zheng Qing's thinking obviously didn't work according to the doctor's expectations, and his attention naturally deviated to other directions: "Who else did you notify? Could it be Mr. Sima? By the way, what happened to Mr. Sima in the end?" Answer your..."

This question hit the doctor's sore spot.

His face darkened immediately.

"Fatty and Dylan from the dormitory, Zhang Jixin from our class, Blue Bird from Starry Sky Academy, Lin Guo from Alpha Academy." Xiao Xiao snorted, and replied self-consciously: "And the little monk from Atlas Shi Yuan...he has other things to come today, but he is willing to sign on the draft of our society establishment."

"So many people!" The shorthand quill raised in Zheng Qing's hand stopped in mid-air, looking very surprised: "I mean, we are just starting a small club, as long as we can get into the school hunting party...does it need to be so troublesome?" ?”

"It seems that you really didn't pay attention to this matter at all." Xiao Xiao asserted unceremoniously, with an unusually dissatisfied tone.

Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly, and argued: "We just discussed this matter last night..."

"According to the requirements of the Federation of Associations, any association established in First University must have members covering four colleges... This is not only the original intention of the Federation of Associations, but also the practice of the concept of 'unity' advocated by First University. Xiao Xiao sighed, but still patiently explained: "In addition, when the application is defending, all members of the founding association must also be present..."

"It sounds really complicated." Zheng Qing stuffed the brown quill in his hand back into the branch, and while looking at the quills of other colors, he shook his head and sighed repeatedly: "If I had known, I would have known." Just join any club..."

"The more important thing is time." Xiao Xiao did not explain too much about the conditions for the establishment of the association, but focused on another matter, emphasizing: "The arrangement and planning of time... If there is no accident , the school will hold the opening ceremony of the moon hunt on Friday, we must submit the relevant application today, and then urge the Federation of Associations to give a reply as soon as possible, and try to defend the application on Wednesday, so we still have one day to plan the hunt Matters related to the month."

"Time is tight, and the task is arduous." Zheng Qing brushed his fingers over the feathers on the top of the tree, smacked his lips, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "I'm more curious that Linguo actually agreed to this matter... Could it be that you Didn't you mention to him the ultimate goal of our formation of the new society?"

"If you mean to participate in the rookie hunting competition, then I should have explained it to him." Xiao Xiao replied casually: "He didn't express any objection."

"He actually agreed!" Zheng Qing immediately looked at Dr. Xiao Da with admiration: "I thought you just knew a little more, but I didn't expect you to be so eloquent... I think that after the patrol incident, Lin Guo didn't know what to do in a short time. Doo won't touch anything about goblins or hunting."

"It's not my eloquence... In fact, I didn't waste any saliva. This is Lin Guo's own decision." Xiao Xiao shook his head, with an expression of admiration on his face: "Although he is relatively young, he has the determination to grow up." But it is much stronger than most adult wizards in this school..."

"Determination to grow up? If he is really determined to grow up, he should give up that ridiculous timeline." Zheng Qing shook his head in disapproval, finally determined his goal, and pulled out a branch from the third branch of the 'Christmas tree' After dipping the green quill in the ink tank, he casually threw it on the white paper next to him, and made a gesture.

The green quill immediately danced an elegant waltz, leaving a string of beautiful cursive characters in the blank space—every horizontal line had to turn several times, and each word was written like a flower font.

After a moment of difficult analysis, Zheng Qing finally shook his head and gave up this elegant green feather.

"Although the feathers of the swan are beautiful, they are not suitable for real shorthand occasions." Xiao Xiao stood aside and pointed casually: "Maybe you should choose the tail feathers of the blue sparrow... Ah, the timeline of Linguo, I remember you mentioned it , his very particular timeline...maybe he’s buried Saturday in the back of his memory so he can get rid of that negativity.”

Zheng Qing pulled a red quill from the branch again, and heaving a sigh: "It must be admitted that this special talent that can adjust the timeline is very useful at certain times... but it means a huge risk."

Disrupting time in consciousness by oneself, rearranging things according to priorities, and owning the world, it sounds very remarkable.

However, in the morning, after re-understanding the concepts of dimensions and dimensional lines in Professor Yao's philosophy of magic class, Zheng Qing finally realized that Linguo's concept of time was inappropriate.

"According to the theory of dimensions, each of us is a collection of information composed of countless dimensional lines, and the time dimensional line runs through our lives." Zheng Qing inserted the red quill back and replaced it with a cyan quill , and then drew a few thin lines intersecting virtual and real on the paper, explaining: "Although the timeline of our memory, in a sense, only belongs to the category of 'virtual dimension', it does not mean that it can be Break it down and reassemble it."

"Are you referring to the transformation effect of 'virtual dimension' between 'non-dimensional' and 'real dimension'?" Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, his tone a little more serious.

"Bingo!" Zheng Qing drew circles in the air with his fingers, watched the blue quill leave a string of clear and neat lines on the white paper, and nodded repeatedly: "Consciousness will eventually affect reality... Our Life is This magical world should not be unaware of the dangers in it... Maybe I should find a chance to talk to Professor Yao about it."

"Lin Guo is a student of Alpha, and also a genius that the school pays attention to... Do you need to remind the dean of Jiuyou Academy?" Xiao Xiao shook his head disapprovingly.

"What if they really didn't notice?" Zheng Qing asked back, finally made up his mind, and waved to the elf sitting on the top of the 'Christmas tree': "Tomorrow I'm going to Professor Yi's office, maybe I can talk to you He mentioned it."

Xiao Xiao closed his own notebook and did not refute.

The elf on the top of the tree had been waiting for a long time and was about to fall asleep. When he saw the guest waving his hands, he finally cheered up, fluttered his wings, and slid down the treetop.

"Xi Xi!" She hummed a cheerful tune in her shrill voice, spread out the long kraft paper list in front of the guests, then looked at the shorthand pen Zheng Qing chose, and quickly placed it on a certain position on the list clicked.

Before the young public fee student came back to his senses, a bundle of cyan quills bound with five-color silk appeared on the kraft paper in a flash.

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"Chenghui, one silver horn and five coppers." The witch wearing a pointed hat reappeared in front of the two young men in the blink of an eye, and spread her palms with a smile.

Zheng Qing shrugged, and laboriously grabbed a large handful of coppers from his gray cloth bag.

"I forgot to bring the silver coins." He smiled shyly, and placed the coins one by one on the sales table in a long line.

Xiao Xiao stepped back quietly, submerging himself in the crowd of people in the grocery store.

The witch wearing the pointed hat took a deep breath, but did not speak, and continued to wear a kind smile on her face.