Hunting High School

The third plenary meeting of the Knights of Penitence lasted a long time on Thursday night.

In view of the fact that the association is about to be formally established, this topic gradually deviated from the direction preset by the host, and continued to expand and extend.

The discussion among the members ranged from how to participate in the school's moon hunting activities, to whether to set up a special hunting team, and then the hunting team manager candidates, whether to go to Beita Town for sponsorship, flower sperm and siren Which of the cheerleaders is more affordable.

In the end, the scope of everyone's discussion even began to include whether to order the same cloak uniform, where to customize the badge of the knight order, whether to invite other students to participate, and so on.

The failed clarification before the meeting did not affect the mood of the leader of the knight order—of course, he was indeed a little depressed at the beginning—he used his neat lower letters on a large piece of silk paper List the club's to-do items for the past month, and then all the participants will work together to receive corresponding tasks.

Remuneration, of course, is nonexistent.

In the eyes of the stingy head of the group, it is already very compassionate not to charge the group building fees to these private workers. Whoever dares to raise the salary is simply "not a son of man".

"Tonight's fruit, barbecue, green bee and Amber light are all open for supply!" The head of the group persuaded the wine with a pleasant face, encouraging: "Who can take one more task... Responsible for sending the club weekly The federation submits a weekly work report?"

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Zhang Jixin turned his head to look, grabbed Xiao Xiao's limp arm, and lifted it up.

"I'm coming on behalf of the doctor!" he yelled.

"Okay!" Zheng Qing slapped the table vigorously: "Encourage everyone!"

There was a chaotic applause in the dormitory.

"This is the strength of friendship and enthusiasm!" At the end of the speech at the end of the meeting, the leader of the Knights shouted with a red face: "Internasional, it will definitely come true!"

Then, he raised the Amber light in the glass and shouted at the top of his voice, "Davasili, cheers!"

"For friendship!" Sim Fatty howled.

"For enthusiasm!" Zhang Jixin's face turned black.

"For faith!" Dylan shouted, waving his arms. The two exquisite cufflinks on his sleeves had long since disappeared.

"...Cheers!" Lin Guo looked at the clear water in his glass a little dejectedly, then turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao: "What is Xiong Naer that the leader is talking about?"

"Xiong Naer?" The smile on Xiao Xiao's face froze, he was stunned for a while, and then he answered bluntly: "Oh, it's a magical creature raised by the Inuit, and it's made from polar bears...it's rare... …very rare…”

"You are amazing!" The little wizard looked at the doctor enviously, "When will I be as good as you..."

"When you are also drunk." Xiao Xiao muttered in a low voice, and suddenly laughed silly.

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The party continued until late at night.

Zheng Qing can't even remember how much alcohol they drank in total - these Life materials were bought at the homeless bar with his gold card, which was extremely cheap - until the hangover headache still plagued the 403 dormitory when he woke up on Friday morning all members.

Yes, all members.

Dylan didn't leave the dormitory in the end. Perhaps the wildness in the werewolf blood infected him, and the nobleman under the moon after being contaminated with alcohol was so uninhibited that when cleaning, the elves had to ask the fat cat to help him, and pushed Mr. Vampire Werewolf into his coffin inside.

"I just want to know if you took any photos yesterday." In the alchemy class on Friday morning, Zheng Qing held his eyelids and asked the people next to him feebly: "I kind of forgot what it looks like when a blue sparrow is drunk... ..."

Xiao Xiao's face was pale, and his lips were also pale, as if they had been covered with powder.

He pursed his lips tightly and shook his head without making a sound.

Xin Fatty is worse than him.

From entering the classroom to the formal class, he has been lying on the desk, motionless.

If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of his shoulders, it would make people suspect that he had died suddenly in the classroom.

That is to say, Professor Tesla asked his graduate students to come to class, and the classroom discipline of alchemy has always been relatively loose. If it were any other professor's class, if Fatty dared to have such an attitude, he would have been trained by those old men to look different.

"Blue Bird didn't drink, he, Shi Yuan little monk and Lin Guo all drank water." Zhang Jixin turned his head and replied.

Zheng Qing looked at the red-faced boy enviously, and for a moment didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​the other three guys' disrespect.

Among all the hangover people, maybe only Zhang Jixin is in a relatively normal state today. I don't know if it's because the blush can really drink.

Time passed quickly in a state of malaise.

Eyes closed and opened, a day passed without knowing it.

After a day of uninterrupted naps, Zheng Qing's mental state finally reached its peak before going to bed at night.

"It must be fine." Sitting in his own tent, holding the ampoule containing the transforming potion in his hand, he secretly cheered up: "Break it, stir it, and suffocate it in one mouthful. It will be a good one tomorrow... okay Life!"

He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake away the images of all kinds of grotesque bugs, molluscs, and abnormal creatures in his mind.

"Calm...inner peace...breathe lightly..." Zheng Qing sat cross-legged, reached out and pulled out seven or eight chapters of meditation symbols from the gray cloth bag, and patted them all over the bed without blinking.

He was about to transform, so he had to be a little more cautious.

After these two days of cramming in the library, he knew that the inner world during transformation had a great influence on the final form of the host. It has been mentioned more than once in those thick transformation references that an old wizard in Namibia accidentally watched a health education film in the island country before transforming. He was greatly shocked in his heart and eventually turned into a caterpillar.

Although it is very rare to become a bug, a very rare thing.

But Zheng Qing doesn't want to have this kind of achievement at all.

He couldn't imagine how a creature with an incomplete neuron system would accommodate his 'huge and rich' soul.

"Snapped!"

The head of the ampoule was broken off by Zheng Qing.

The young public fee student took a glass of warm milk from the elf and poured the potion into it.

It wasn't until the last drop of residue disappeared that Zheng Qing put down his sore arm, took the glass rod, and began to stir patiently.

"What are you doing?" Xin Fatty asked with some doubts outside the tent.

"Oh, drink some milk...it's good for your body after a hangover." Zheng Qing lied quietly.

He didn't tell his roommates that he planned to transform tonight.

Although according to the professor and the materials, transformation in the modern sense is not a very dangerous spell. But a wizard's curiosity knows no bounds.

Zheng Qing couldn't stop the others from staying by his bed all night, watching the process of his bones melting and flesh reorganizing.

That kind of situation makes people shudder to think about it.

"I must have a good dream." The young public fee student said to himself, raised the warm milk in his glass, and drank it down.

Then he rinsed his mouth and crawled straight into the bed.

"Have a good dream." He muttered in a low voice, tightly clutching a tarot card in his hand.

A Knight of Wands card.

It was a blessing Irina had sent him long ago. Although the blessing above has been almost exhausted, Zheng Qing has been firmly stuffing it under his own pillow.

Maybe this persistence played a little role.

He soon fell asleep.