Monster Hunting High School

Sunday is Earn Chong.

After getting up in the morning, Zheng Qing studied "The Tree-like Neural Network of Tree People" all morning. His mind was filled with those dense, spider-web-like neural network diagrams, which reminded him of his current situation for no reason - he felt that in the book The nets seemed to be flying out one after another. He was like a small insect falling into the net, being strangled half to death by the increasingly tight net.

So after lunch, he did not continue to torture himself to read those difficult reference books.

Instead, I took a stroll to Beta Town.

Not to D\u0026K, Qingqiu Mansion or Sakura Tavern, but to the office of Trident Sword's office in Beta Town to find Andrew of Trident Sword.

Today is June 6th, and it’s time for the once-a-month ‘arms deal’.

Because everything was complicated in the past few days, he delayed the delivery for a few days this month, and the delivery time was later than last month. Although Andrew did not send paper cranes to peck at the windows of dormitory 403, Zheng Qing could not pretend that he did not think of it.

After all, he couldn't help but be interested in a transaction involving hundreds of jade coins.

The Sancha Sword's office is located at the intersection of three streets in Beta Town. There is a small square outside. The sun is shining brightly at noon, and there are not many pedestrians on the street.

When Zheng Qing came last time, summer had not yet begun. Today, when he comes again, the awns are already growing.

Time passes by so casually, which makes people panic.

At the door of the office, Zheng Qing took off the armor and horse talisman hanging on his leg, looked at the half-open door, and did not rush in recklessly like last time, but knocked on the door very hard.

"Please come in!"

A drawn-out reply came from across the room.

The boy pushed the door open and was surprised to see Andrew wearing a very formal hunting suit, with a Dharma book and a talisman box hanging on his belt, and shiny boots on his feet. He had one of his arms folded in front of his chest. , holding his chin with his other hand, looking thoughtfully at a simple map on the wall.

The sunlight outside the window fell on his chubby butt, making his shadow look particularly slim.

"Are you going hunting?"

This was the first thought that flashed through Zheng Qing's mind.

The commissioner of the Three-pronged Sword seemed to know who was coming in. Without turning around, he snorted: "——Can't you read a map if you don't hunt? Can't you wear hunting clothes if you don't hunt?"

Zheng Qing became more and more confused: "Then what are you..."

Andrew turned around with an annoyed look on his face, as if blaming the boy for interrupting his fantasy of commanding a hunting team across the hunting grounds, and asked in a bad tone: "What day is it today?"

"Sunday." Zheng Qing replied honestly.

Andrew pointed to the lazy pedestrians outside the window, and then pointed to the sign hanging in the foyer of his home, and said sadly: "You know it's Sunday, why do you come to me to do things on Sunday? It's because there are so many people like you, so The Three-Chased Sword doesn’t give us a holiday! We can’t go hunting in the woods on weekends, but we have to stay in the office on duty..."

He pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Zheng Qing twitched his lips and smiled dryly: "Isn't it because I usually don't have time? I have thirty classes a week, including five classes yesterday... I have time today."

As he spoke, he took out the box and showed Andrew the five blood rune bullets he had prepared early in the morning.

The pudgy commissioner calmed down his dramatic expression, took out the account book from the drawer, picked up the quill that had been soaked in the ink bottle, scrawled a few lines of notes, and pushed it to Zheng Qing: "——Sign, sign. Bar."

It seems that he wants to start the 'paper hunting' again as soon as possible.

So the process was extra smooth today.

Zheng Qing finished signing happily and raised his head thoughtfully: "——So, you usually have very few holidays and a heavy workload? Is the salary high?"

"Living from hand to mouth." The short, fat wizard said vaguely, but suddenly became wary: "Why do you ask?"

"Isn't it time to graduate? You have been inviting me to join the Three-Chased Sword before, but seeing how hard you work... I feel like I'm still not used to this kind of work environment." Zheng Qing answered very honestly - of course, this answer included A small part of it was out of spite, because he had never considered adding the Trident Sword in the first place.

But Andrew didn't know that.

Hearing that Zheng Qing might have refused to join the Trident Sword for his own reasons, his fat face suddenly turned pale.

"Just kidding, hahaha,"

The short and fat wizard suddenly forgot about the hunting map hanging on the wall. He clenched his fist and knocked lightly on the table. Dessert plates, wine bottles, silver cups, solo chess and other messy things rushed out of the wall cabinet. In an instant, the table was filled with chaos - he looked at Zheng Qing eagerly: "The work of the Three-Chased Sword is still very easy! Look at me, I may not have anything serious to do all day long, so I just do it by myself. Make cakes, eat some barbecue, drink some wine, and entertain yourself... There is no easier job in the league than here!”

"This is not considered dereliction of duty." Zheng Qing blinked.

"Playing, neglecting... Ha, haha, isn't this what human care is, why are you neglecting it?" Andrew's pale face suddenly turned red again. Although he was in a cool room, his forehead But big beads of sweat broke out unconsciously.

Zheng Qing didn’t expect that he was just joking, but Andrew would be so nervous.

"I just said that casually, not seriously, not seriously."

He waved his hands repeatedly and comforted: "Besides, there is a high probability that I will stay in school, so it will be difficult for me to work part-time at Sancha Sword... Even though I haven't graduated yet, I am already a teaching assistant, you know."

Andrew cried with a sad face: "——You don't have to take this seriously, but if the fortune tellers in the bureau see it, they won't take what you said casually as a joke. They will really record it in the file!"

Zheng Qing is deeply sorry for this.

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There is a class meeting on Sunday night.

There is no additional announcement from the school today, and the class meeting will proceed as normal.

It was less than half an hour before the class meeting started, and most of the people had already arrived, but Xiao Xiao hadn't come yet, which surprised the other three boys sitting in the corner.

"Did he forget the time in Teacher Sima's office?" Fatty Xin was never afraid to speculate on every couple with the most crooked ideas.

Zheng Qing glanced sideways at him.

"Do you think the doctor is you?" After he complained, he suddenly remembered something: "Well, do you think the doctor seems a little weird today? It always feels like he has something on his mind."

"It's Teacher Sima's birthday soon. Doesn't he know what gift to buy?" Zhang Jixin was also abducted by Fatty Xin.

"It's definitely a bit weird."

On the contrary, the fat wizard had other thoughts at this moment: "——Don't he like to be an observer? But I noticed today that he picked up the black-shell notebook again."

Black-shell notebooks are used to record observation notes, as all the young wizards of Forgiveness know. When he was a freshman, Xiao Xiao still took that notebook with him and wrote all day long. After entering his sophomore year, he spent significantly less time holding the notebook, and more often he held a crystal ball in his arms.

He apparently preferred divination to writing.