Hunting High School

"I think it's fine."

When Zheng Qing cryptically mentioned the hidden dangers brought by the 'chaos time' to Lingo, the little wizard replied stiffly.

The two stood at the patrol team's gathering place by the lake, with the cold wind blowing, the atmosphere seemed a little stiff for a moment.

The temperature in late autumn is already a little low. Although Linzhong Lake can slightly affect the surrounding temperature to some extent, it is still powerless against the cold wind passing over the lake.

"It's getting colder..." The young public fee student changed the subject with a dry smile, and at the same time stuffed the stack of documents back into the gray cloth bag, and then wrapped the velvet cloak tighter around his body.

Lin Guo also seemed a little overwhelmed by the slightly awkward atmosphere between the two, and agreed bluntly: "Fortunately, the school issued a coat...it's very warm to wear."

As the days slipped into winter, patrolling, especially at night, became a chore. For this reason, the school working committee specially provided warm coats and cloaks for each wizard in the patrol team. It's just that these 'tools' are all stored in the cabin by the lake and can only be worn when patrolling.

Zheng Qing nodded and did not continue the previous topic.

Maybe it was a bit rash, he thought to himself, time and soul are two very private realms for any wizard. It should be a warmer environment and a more relaxed way to chat with Linguo about this matter.

"Anyway, I think you should talk to the professor." The young public-funded student did not give up in the end: "Any professor is fine."

Lingo's face softened a little.

He could still feel the concern in Zheng Qing's tone.

The little wizard nodded unremarkably with a straight face.

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When all members of the patrol team arrived, a middle-aged janitor took the place of old Verne and stood in front of the team loudly assigning today's patrol tasks.

The patrol members whispered to each other and whispered. Zheng Qing focused on catching the individual words that leaked from the mouths of those senior students, and he didn't even hear the name of the newly appointed person in charge.

So when the middle-aged janitor stood in front of him, the young public finance student was speechless except for making his already pale face even paler.

"Sick?" Unexpectedly, the middle-aged janitor's attitude was very gentle.

He glanced at the young wizard, and added: "If you don't feel well today, you can go back to rest first... For the missed patrol mission, just make up for it another day. Fill out a form and report before you leave."

When Zheng Qing heard the first half of the sentence, he was still somewhat excited and moved in his heart.

But the last sentence immediately suppressed his plan to ask for leave that he was about to say.

"It doesn't matter." The young wizard blew his nose and said in a muffled voice, "It's a bit cold today, but it's just a cold...you can hold on."

Also, I hate filling out forms. He muttered sullenly in his heart.

"Very good!" The middle-aged janitor patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, and then patiently assigned the two freshmen to today's patrol tasks.

It's no different than ever.

It is still the patrolling area along the lake corridor on the west bank of Zhongzhong Lake—the relatively easiest section of the entire night patrol team.

No grass nests to bind your feet, and no bugs running around and crawling down your ankles and into your trouser legs. You just need to walk back and forth along the dry and flat corridors, at most keep an eye on the lake, and don't let those kappa hunting wild food climb up the embankment.

"I've always wondered why kappa don't hibernate." Zheng Qing couldn't help complaining when he poked this little thing full of fangs into the lake with his cane again: "Whether it's a frog or a water snake, they all know how to stay in winter." A warmer bottom...how can they be so stupid!"

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"Because they want to go to the shore to bask in the moon." Lin Guo replied sullenly with his head down.

Perhaps the conversation not long ago affected the mood of the little wizard, and his mood seemed to be a little depressed.

Zheng Qing sighed and glanced back.

The big black sheep raised by Linguo kicked its hooves and followed the two young wizards leisurely. There is a little furry fox nestled between the horns of the black sheep.

It's Poseidon.

Before today's patrol, Zheng Qing finally remembered this incident, and hurried to the office building of the school work committee on the way, filling out a bunch of forms.

It's just that the little fox obviously failed its master's intentions, and seemed a little dissatisfied with being dragged out of the bed to bask in the moon in the cold weather. So from the very beginning, we have been lying on top of the black goat with an attitude of 'non-violent non-cooperation'.

"Do you know where Uncle Verne went?" The young public finance student changed the subject, trying to divert the little wizard's attention.

But obviously, the topic he chose made the atmosphere in the room a little heavier.

"It is said that Uncle Verne was expelled from the school because of the accident where he encountered a wild monster during the night patrol last week..." Lin Guo became more and more depressed: "However, I heard from the seniors that he is still the same. A ferryman on the silent river."

Zheng Qing had also heard a thing or two about the situation of the old man Verne.

According to folklore, the old man's resignation seems to be related to the game between the two vice-principals - because the old man Verne is an elder of the school working committee and an important helper of vice-principal Ruoyu, and belongs to the conservative faction in the school. Vice President Shi Hui's many reform plans were forced to be suspended under the obstruction of these old people. Therefore, there is a lot of meaning behind this resignation.

Although Zheng Qing didn't scoff at these rumors, he didn't take them to heart either.

He is just a freshman in the first year of university.

Even if he was lucky enough to become a public servant, and then he was lucky enough to get a Merlin Medal—it was nothing more than that. For this school with profound heritage and strong talents, it is just a relatively bright leaf on a towering tree.

I have absolutely no position and ability to influence whether this big tree should grow to a higher place or to grow in all directions.

Zheng Qing wisely ended the topic of old man Verne.

He made another disturbing discovery.

"Are there any figures in the woods over there?" The young public finance student poked the little wizard next to him, his voice a little nervous: "Is it a student who escaped from the night? Or is the murloc in the lake coming ashore again? Shall we Alert the other patrols?"

Lin Guo narrowed his eyes, looked carefully for a moment, then shook his head.

"It's the hunting teams in the school who are training at night." The little wizard gave him a strange look: "The uncle just said before assigning tasks, because the moon hunting is about to happen, and recently all the hunting teams will strengthen night training The strength of it...didn't you hear it?"

Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly and slapped a haha.

It was impossible for him to admit that he was only listening to the nonsense of the old students next to him, and didn't notice what the middle-aged janitor said at all.

While talking, the night training hunting team was already very close to the two of them.

He seemed to notice the curious gazes of the two young patrol members.

A tall and thin wizard turned his head, looked at them a few times, then discussed with his companion in a low voice, and then walked straight to this side.

"Zheng Qing?" A few meters away, the tall and thin wizard greeted and stretched out his hand to Zheng Qing: "I didn't disturb your patrol..."

Zheng Qing hesitated, grabbed the opponent's hand and shook it.

Although he looked kind, he confirmed that he didn't know the tall and thin wizard in front of him.

"Hello, you are..." The young wizard said with some hesitation.

"Ah, I haven't introduced myself yet." The thin and tall wizard showed a bright smile: "Let me introduce myself... My name is Deng Xiaojian, Deng Lin's Deng, small and small, the sword of Baojian...my friends call me 'Deng Zi'. "