Monster Hunting High School

A colorful caterpillar crawled quickly on a slender dead branch with its fat body, and soon reached the end of the branch. Not far behind it, a dozen red ants were lined up in a neat line, approaching the caterpillar step by step with neat steps.

While marching, it seems that you can hear the sonorous steps and uniform slogans of the ants.

There was no road ahead, and there were pursuers behind. The caterpillar raised its upper body and turned its little head around in despair, but except for the slight whine of the wind, it could not get any other information.

Crack, click, click.

The footsteps of the ants were getting closer and closer, and the caterpillar finally stopped taking chances. With its head curled up, the whole insect shrank into a ball, then its feet relaxed, and it rolled straight down from the slender branch to the ground. . All that was left behind was a string of red ants, their heads pointing downwards, their tentacles swinging wildly.

"well."

Elena witnessed all this and sighed deeply. Half of her face was covered by her long hair, making her face and expression unclear. At her feet was the bamboo basket where mushrooms and wild vegetables had been collected.

"Why are you sighing? You don't look like someone who is sad for spring and autumn." A sudden voice came from the shadows deep in the woods, and then a figure floated in front of Elena.

The black cat hiding not far away held his breath and stared intently.

It was Kolma, the vice-president of the student union, the owner of the Gini Hut, and the senior who hired Zheng Qing and others as coolies during the winter vacation. Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Black Cat immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart also subsided a lot. At the same time, he finally realized where the familiar smell he smelled before came from.

Hearing Kolma's question, Elena did not answer, but asked in a low voice: "What is it?"

"A big rat, it seems, passed by here while chasing insects...it almost ran away." Korma curled his lips and threw out a bloody object.

Black Cat's heart tightened, his breathing became slower and slower, and he didn't even dare to twitch his ears.

Because what Korma threw out was a big rat wearing a red vest. Zheng Qing had seen a rat wearing this kind of vest in the honor guard of the Rat Immortal. According to Brother Er, this was a very capable rat clan talent. will receive the honor.

But now, such a big rat with a background and ability is just casually discarded in the dirt, abandoned like nothing. Just thinking about it in his heart, Zheng Qing figured out the whole story.

Elena and Kolma should have met before, but unexpectedly, a big rat broke into Xingzang. After the two chased here, Kolma took the first step and finally killed the peeper, then returned and continued to meet Elena.

After I figured it out, I felt even more upset.

There is no doubt that the topic the two witches are talking about must be very important, so important that they need to be avoided by the crowd, and so important that even third-party witnesses with backgrounds will be killed.

Recalling the 'Magic Transfer Array' that Korma had mentioned to him, Xiao Xiao and others during the winter vacation, as well as the possibility of becoming a target for magic plunder, Zheng Qing intuitively felt that the chat between the two witches would be related to this matter.

But what he couldn't figure out was why Elena got involved in this matter? She is neither from the North District of Beta Town, nor is she a magician. Even though her academic performance is slightly poor, she still has the status of an official student of the First University. There was absolutely no reason to get involved in Korma's dangerous plan.

Just when he was confused, the two witches in the woods had already begun to discuss the matter of destroying corpses and eliminating traces.

"This must be a clan member of the Rat Immortal." Elena frowned, looking down at the dead rat at her feet, feeling a little upset: "I didn't bring corpse powder or corpse-eating beetles with me... What are you going to do? Deal with it? Don't tell me to bury it or throw it into the Silent River."

The black cat squatting on the tree couldn't help but twitch its ears.

Elena's performance surprised him a little. She was not at all as delicate and soft as usual. She casually mentioned four plans for how to deal with the corpse, which sounded very skillful. But then I thought about it, who hasn’t ordered other masks? I have been scared to death by monsters in private, but in front of Elena, I have always acted like a big-tailed wolf.

Perhaps this is the difference between wizards with heritage and wizards like him who have no foundation. The black cat hid in the tree to comfort himself.

"Why bother?" Kolma chuckled, reached out and picked out a small red ant from the slender branch in front of him, and said with a smile: "Not to mention that these little things can chew up the bones of a mouse. ...The five poisonous insects that have been raging these days will not let go of the body of this little mouse. I don’t know what kind of nerves the rat clan has missed. Recently, they have been chasing the insects that were just dug out of the ground. Now both sides are angry. Very big.”

Elena stared at the red ants crawling around on Kolma's fingertips without making a sound.

Perhaps she had already figured out the joints, so she didn't make a fuss about it.

The red ants crawled on Kolma's fingertips for a long time, but never found a way out. There was a hint of impatience in the witch's eyes, and with a flick of her finger, the red ant fell to the ground. By coincidence, it landed on the dead mouse.

The red ant had just escaped from the predicament and was dizzy when it was suddenly hit by the huge pie. It was overjoyed and it opened its mouth with the pliers and pulled hard, tearing off a piece of rat meat. Then it stumbled and ran away. It looked like Went to move reinforcements.

Not far from it, two witches and a black cat were all staring at the adventures of the little ant, motionless.

It wasn't until the figure of the little ant disappeared deep into the bushes that the witches started talking again.

"I'm like this caterpillar, I can only struggle in despair." Elena pointed at the caterpillar that fell from the branch before, and then pointed at the place where the ants disappeared. : "You are like those ants, you are not afraid of being cold."

Korma shook the ponytail on the back of her head and shook her head repeatedly.

"A bad metaphor," she clearly disagreed with the gypsy witch's statement: "A caterpillar can turn into a beautiful butterfly after turning into a cocoon, but what about ants? After eating a big mouse, they are doused in someone's urine and die in the hole. ?”

The words she used were somewhat vulgar, but her unyielding energy was very obvious.

Elena finally couldn't help but smile: "First, the caterpillar I am referring to is not a caterpillar, but the seed of the soul-returning poplar, which cannot turn into a butterfly; second, even if I let you be a caterpillar, I'm afraid you won't... You can't be a butterfly with all the encumbrances in the Gini cabin."

Colma's face finally fell.

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