Hunting High School

For Fatty, the most painful thing in this world is starvation.

Even if he just heard someone else go hungry, he would feel a kind of pity from the bottom of his heart, and then a subtle sense of identification...even if the other person was just a worm.

Of course, the sense of identity generated by pity is very fragile-so fragile that when Fatty, the "trophy collector" of the Excuse Hunting Team, sees the empty skull of his prey, it disappears immediately.

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Fatty wore silkworm leather gloves in both hands, tweezers in one hand, and a knife in the other. Facing the empty head of the bull demon, his face turned pale with anger, and he trembled all over: "Doesn't the flying centipede only eat brains? Why does it ruin cattle?" The eyeballs of a demon!"

"When this pair of tricks is calculating the score, the weight can reach more than 20! It was destroyed by a bug like this?!"

"It's fine if it eats it... Anyway, if the fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields, it can be regarded as improving the combat effectiveness of our hunting team."

"But it just pierced the eyeball and made the inside into pieces, what kind of situation is it!"

"It's a terrible thing, it's a waste of things!"

It was Zhang Jixin's flying centipede that aroused Fatty's anger. Although it cut off the sword shadow of the blue sparrow, as the 'pet' of the main hunter of forgiveness, everyone naturally wouldn't care about its behavior of snatching food without permission.

But when that golden light returns to the box and Xin Fatty begins digging out hearts, skinning them, and collecting the loot, conflict arises.

The flying centipede didn't know what kind of thought it was, after sucking the bull monster's brains, it even poked two small holes in the two eyeballs of the cow monster, so that the essence of the monster in the eyeballs dissipated.

This naturally caused great dissatisfaction with the "loot collector" of the forgiveness hunting team.

For Fatty's nagging, Zhang Jixin seemed a little disapproving.

"It's still young, it's just grown up, don't be so harsh on it... Besides, we're not really competing now."

The red-faced wizard held the small box of the flying centipede, his eyes gleamed, as if he wanted to sneak in with the golden light and see what was inside: "...Instead of paying attention to the two tattered eyeballs, Might as well sit down and think about how to get out of this bloody hunting ground. I don't want to feed that big-mouthed grunt at night."

What he said was well-founded, leaving Fatty speechless.

"Even if what you said is right...but this cow demon is the trophy of the hunting team after all. What your worms spoiled are not two eyeballs, but golden beans!" Fatty pulled the bull's horns and cut it vigorously with a knife Holding the cowhide, he said while gnashing his teeth.

His statement is not an exaggeration.

In the vagabond bar on the pedestrian street of Beta Town, there are small blackboards hanging all year round to buy all kinds of monster 'parts'-whether it is monster's eyeballs, hearts, or monster blood, monster bone meal, monster skin, meat, scale armor, etc. The price is clearly marked, and there is no deception.

If the quantity of supply provided is large, the price is still negotiable, and some buyers even pay in advance.

The reason why demon flesh is so popular is that this creature is the only magic-rich creature that can be hunted in large numbers and openly traded in the wizarding world.

Raising a herb garden consumes tens of thousands of catties of magic bone meal fertilizer every year; doing a Gu worm breeding experiment consumes tons of magic-rich flesh and blood; not to mention the ink used by wizards to transcribe spells on dharma books , The heart of the sacrifice in the summoning formation - it is no exaggeration to say that the long history of magic is a history of how to maximize the use of 'resources produced by demons'.

So that the famous great wizard Carl-Strauss once wrote in the preface of "The Philosophy of Magic": "...Magic came to this world, from head to toe, every pore is dripping with blood and dirt s things……"

With such a large demand, even if there are hundreds of hunting teams hunting monsters in the multi-dimensional world, it is difficult to support the continuous demands of the wizards behind. It is no wonder that the wizarding world holds more and more monster hunting competitions every year. It is also getting richer every year.

"Although the flying centipede destroyed the bull demon's eyes, it left behind a complete cowhide." Xiao Xiao's voice sounded from the side, interrupting Fatty's rambling: "...if according to our previous plan, the The cow demon's skin is definitely incomplete."

"And a complete cow demon skin is not only an important prop for the 'cow transformation technique', but also an indispensable part of a high-level flying carpet. From these perspectives, the flying centipede is nothing to worry about. bad thing."

"This is what the so-called misfortune depends on, and the blessing of misfortune rests on it." Zhang Jixin triumphantly shook his box containing flying centipedes, quoting a few famous sayings: "In other words, this is the mulberry elm harvested in the east corner of the loss." It is also."

Fatty wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his head, and was about to say a few words of ridicule, when another golden light popped out from the box in Zhang Jixin's hand, shooting into the grass not far away.

This sudden change immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"What's the situation?!" Zheng Qing, who was engrossed in copying the incantation, was awakened by the fluctuation. He suddenly got up and looked to the left and right sternly: "Who is casting magic? Didn't I remind you before that it is now a silent period? Attracting demons How to do?!"

Fatty and Xiao Xiao pointed at Zhang Jixin together.

Zhang Jixin held the box in his hands, his red face turned purple, and he even stammered a little: "No, don't care about my business... It was fine just now, but it flew out again..."

"So, it's not good for a child to have a cold and cough. Most of them are pretending. Just give them a beating." Fatty coughed twice, and added: "The same goes for bugs."

The corner of Zhang Jixin's mouth twitched, and he glared at Fatty.

While speaking, the golden light had shot back from the grass and hid in the box again.

Zheng Qing frowned, looked at the box a few times, then walked a few steps, chased to the place where the flying centipede had just landed, and looked through the bushes.

"It's a snake demon."

He straightened up, looked back at the other hunters who were forgiven, and held the tail of a small snake in his hand, shaking in mid-air: "It is probably because Monster Qi is too weak, and its strength is even less than 1, so there is no Spotted by nearby warning signs."

"Another one?" Zhang Jixin scratched his head coquettishly, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Why are there still monsters who are rushing to die... Shouldn't it be us chasing the prey all over the hunting ground?"

"Perhaps this is just waiting for a monster?" Fatty said with a smile.

"It's not necessarily a rabbit, it might be a giant dragon." Xiao Xiao sat up straight with a worried expression on his face, but suddenly mentioned another thing: "I don't know if you have noticed that the cow When the demon first appeared, it smelled around, as if looking for something."

"It's not me." Blue Bird smiled coldly.

Everyone thought it was true, but couldn't force a smile.

"It's not that vine demon." Xin Fatty ruled out another possibility, and at the same time took off the silkworm leather gloves on his hands, and threw them into the magic fire used for divination in front of Xiao Xiao, sparking a spark.

He has peeled off the cowhide completely and is rolling it into a roll and stuffing it into his watch. As for the bull demon's heart, blood, etc., he had already collected them, soaked them in standard protective fluid, and kept them in a unified manner.

Xiao Xiao glared at Fatty, and poked the fire with the branch in his hand, calming the green flame in front of him again.