Monster Hunting High School

June 5th.

Ear seeds.

The handle of the Big Dipper points to position C (due south by east). The sun has gradually moved above people's heads, bringing a lot of light and heat, causing the temperature to rise significantly, rainfall to be abundant, and the air to be more humid.

Along with the sticky air, there is also the approaching final exam.

This has become a nightmare for all the young wizards at First University, especially Jiuyou Academy. Every morning, the first thing we face when we open our eyes is the upcoming exam. When we close our eyes every night, it is the upcoming exam that makes us fall asleep with anxiety.

Examinations, like the humid air before a rainstorm, are everywhere, making the atmosphere of the entire campus gloomy, but at the same time depicting to everyone the beauty of freedom and indulgence in the future.

Today is Friday. There was originally a practical class in the afternoon, but teaching assistant Hilda applied to the school to allow the students to review their homework freely. In fact, many people, including Zheng Qing, suspected that their teaching assistant was He was busy with the 'big things' in school, so he didn't have time to teach them - anyway, after lunch, Zheng Qing and his companions went to the chief student's study room early and started today's review in advance.

The chief student's study room is Liu Feifei's study room.

This place has recently become a review place for the Jiuyou Branch of the Forgiveness Hunting Team, sisters Jiang Yu, Nicholas and Liu Feifei. Compared with the library, this study room may be a little small, but the similar study atmosphere makes it more popular than the library.

It's already two o'clock in the afternoon, and Liu Feifei and Jiang Yu haven't come yet. As monitors and chief students, they still have many extracurricular chores to deal with even now as the end of the semester approaches.

There are only four boys in the study room, Zheng Qing, Xiao Xiao, Xin and Nicholas—oh, and there is also Li Meng who is taking a nap on the experimental table. The stuffed bear named Li Neng, who she used as a pillow, was tilting his head and looking eagerly at a three-legged toad crawling slowly not far from the tip of her nose.

It was a toad that struggled to climb out of the bamboo basket for freedom and life, trying to escape its unfortunate fate.

The tip of the stuffed bear's inverted triangular nose made of jade slowly twitched, and its small eyes were filled with sadness.

The toad rolled his eyes and glanced at the piece of jade, as if deciding whether it was food or a threat. But soon, its eyes bulged.

Because a pair of big hands wearing silk-skin gloves descended from the sky, pinched its neck mercilessly, and caught it in mid-air.

"This frog only has three legs...can it be used?"

Zheng Qing pinched the amphibian's neck, raised it in front of him and looked at it, then looked at Nicholas: "Will it affect the effect of your spell?"

Nicholas took the sacrifice with a smile.

"It is never the size of the sacrifices that determines the effect of magic, but their existence." Like a philosophy lecturer, he said incomprehensible words: "If the sacrifice is not to your liking, it is a sacrifice to the world. , and it is difficult to gain corresponding favor.”

"Besides, this is a toad, not a frog." Xiao Xiao poked the pustule on the toad with the tip of his quill, watching the light yellow pus slowly dripping down, he added: "...it's still a poisonous one. The scientific name of the toad is the Queensland cane toad, which is native to northeastern Australia. Its skin can be used to make excellent toad skin gloves, and toad venom is a catalyst used in many magic potions.”

This answer certainly sounds like something a doctor would say.

Zheng Qing rolled up the newspaper on the table and patted the dust in front of his eyes.

Then he took out his pocket watch and looked at the time.

"Why haven't they come yet?" he muttered.

The fat man glanced sideways at the young public-funded student.

"Whether they come or not, will it affect your review of your homework?" He teased, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Do you want to grab Squad Leader Jiang's hand and run around again today?"

Zheng Qing immediately blushed.

The last time he reviewed his lessons in this study room, the young public-funded student took a nap and witnessed in his dream a strange wizard climbing up the cat fruit tree to cause trouble - of course, now he knows that the strange wizard is Trudeau Professor, because the title of 'World' was snatched away by Zheng Qing, the professor planned to torture him with a small curse - but at that time, the wizard who woke up from his dream did not have this understanding. He just wanted to catch that person. A strange wizard who climbs the cat fruit tree.

Then he dragged Jiang Yu and ran out.

God knows what was going on in his mind at that time.

From then on, his companions often teased Zheng Qing about this incident, and the aggrieved young wizard could only stand there and laugh twice when faced with their teasing.

Hearing Banner mention old things again, the other two wizards in the study room burst into laughter. The laughter scared the sleeping little witch to sit upright.

"...In 1945, the 1,536th meeting of the Grand Wizards Conference of the Wizards Alliance, the "Measures for the Management of Wizard Behavior," stipulated the scope of activities of ordinary wizards and restricted the exchanges between wizards and Baiding's world..." She recited the red-marked test points from the History of Magic loudly, with a serious look on her face.

If she could wipe away the drool at the corner of her mouth and the red sleep marks on her face, maybe her 'seriousness' would be more convincing.

Amidst laughter, Li Meng slowly came back to his senses.

Oh, it turns out that my cousin hasn’t come back yet. With a snap, she hugged the stuffed bear and threw it on the desk again. She did not find fault with the wizards and refused to waste another second of sleep.

Amidst the laughter, the black curse mark on Nicholas's forehead flashed with light. In his hand, the three-legged toad's originally bulging eyes became more and more bulging, and its skin and flesh gradually shrank, until finally, with the two Eyeballs rolled down from their sockets, and this toad yearning for freedom finally turned into a handful of fly ash.

In exchange, a dark yellow magical light lit up between Nicholas's books.

The tip of the stuffed bear's nose twitched again.

His eyes became clearer.

Yes, there is nothing wrong with lying down. If the price of freedom is to become fly ash, it would rather be a pillow and lie under Li Meng's head for the rest of its life.

Thinking of this, the stuffed bear raised his arm and carefully touched the little witch's head.

It was like a flower fairy touching the first flower she saw in spring.

"Meow~!"

A soft meow interrupted the laughter in the study room and startled the stuffed bear. Its claws were a little heavier. Li Meng twisted his neck, closed his eyes and mumbled, complaining in a low voice.

The stuffed bear turned his head angrily, wanting to see which desperate cat was trying to scare Uncle Bear at this time.

Its head turned around, and its two jade-buttoned eyes shot out a few feet of green light.

But as far as he could see, in addition to the general teacher, magical creature specimens, and four silly wizards, there was only a gray dog ​​in the entire study room, and no cat.

Just as he was wondering, the dog wagged its tail at the stuffed bear and barked happily:

"Meow~!"