Monster Hunting High School

Talking about two issues and three things is not a logical contradiction. In reality, there are many things that are bigger than this contradiction, and generally no one cares about this small detail.

As for the issues that Zheng Qing was concerned about, Xiao Xiao just adjusted his glasses and gave possible guesses.

"The school may or may not know, that's not the key."

The apologetic diviner raised a finger and said without any self-respect: "Even with my level, I can think of no less than ten divination methods in an instant to ensure that there are no mistakes in the speech..."

"Are you saying that the part about the appointment was temporarily omitted from the speech because the divination predicted that this special number might be issued?" Zheng Qing felt a little incredible.

"Is it weird?"

Xiao Xiao glanced at him and stressed: "That's the principal's speech! He should be regarded as the most powerful existence in the wizarding world. What does such a trivial matter mean? With existences like theirs, every Every sentence should be correct...even if it is not correct, it will 'become' correct."

Zheng Qing worked very hard to resist the urge to complain.

It was hard for him to imagine that the old man lying on the rocking chair and joking with the raccoon would care about the details in his speech. And he doubted that the manuscript had really been read by Mr.

"Second, when you mention the school's response, you should think about what we were arguing about just now." Xiao Xiao stretched out his hand and nodded at a few people in the room: "Jiuyou belongs to First University, but First University is not only There is a college in Jiu... Regarding Professor Yao, the school must be in chaos. Some people want to smooth over this matter, and naturally some want to see his misfortune, and some want to watch the drama from the other side... Failure to deal with it is the worst. Respond wisely. No one will jump between the two deans without knowing the ins and outs of this matter."

"As for the third point,"

At this point, Xiao Xiao stopped, looked at Zheng Qing, and sneered: "The third point is the least problematic. Anyone who has some sense will not dwell on this issue."

Zheng Qing's face was filled with questions.

He still clearly remembered that after he had just found out that Lao Yao was a big demon, he couldn't sleep well all night. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw a huge mouth full of blood and food coming over him. For a long time, he did not dare to go to Lao Yao's office alone. Every time he saw the sallow face biting the pipe, he would shudder involuntarily.

Therefore, he could not understand why several of his companions showed astonishing indifference when faced with this matter.

"Do you know what kind of monster is the most dangerous?" Xiao Xiao did not immediately explain his analysis. Instead, he asked Zheng Qing a question that didn't sound very relevant.

"What kind of monster?" The young public-funded student was stunned for a second, and then he came to his senses and tentatively replied: "Lich? Because lichs are all transformed by wizards and are very deceptive?"

"No, no, no, what the doctor means is, which one is more dangerous, low-level demons or high-level demons." Dylan interjected from the side.

This is a bit strange. Zheng Qing can think with his toes that high-level demons must be more dangerous.

But just before he spoke, he suddenly realized that the problem was not that simple. There was no reason why Xiao Xiao would ask himself such a mentally retarded question.

Seeing that the wizard fell silent, the short wizard glanced at the talkative vampire werewolf with boredom.

Gu: "I guess you realize the problem." He reached out to the elf for a glass of honey water, moistened his throat, and then continued: "For ordinary wizards, low-level demons are more dangerous than high-level demons. Because Most low-level demons lack the ability to control themselves and are easily driven by instincts in their blood to commit aggressive actions... while high-level demons are so rational that they are almost cold-hearted. They will not do anything just because of a dispensable mouthful of blood. May lead to dangerous actions.”

"Just like Lao Yao."

"I'm not worried at all that in the Charms class next Monday, Old Yao will suddenly reveal his true form and bite my head off... This is no joke... If you think about it for a moment, you can figure out what's going on inside. The First University is not something Caotai Opera Troupe has the most powerful magic research team in the entire wizarding world and the most powerful wizards in the entire wizarding world. There is no reason why everyone is blind and cannot see a big monster squatting in front of them. "

Thump edge, thump edge, thump edge.

There was a sound of paper cranes flapping their wings, disrupting Xiao Xiao's tirade. Zheng Qing looked around and saw Fatty Xin leaning on the desk writing something quickly. From time to time, he would put his hands together and throw them up, and a paper crane would fly into the sky.

When Zheng Qing looked around, there were already more than a dozen paper cranes hovering above the fat wizard's head. The fat cat was staring at them with squinting eyes, its ears stretched out like airplanes, and it looked like it would pounce on them at any time.

"Don't touch them, Tuantuan, this is not the time for joking." Xin was lying on the table, the quill in his hand was jumping fast, and he reminded without raising his head.

His voice was a little hoarse, but his energy seemed very exciting. The subtle magic power fluctuations around him made Zheng Qing feel that every hair on his body was exerting force.

Hearing the fat wizard's warning, the fat cat popped out its claws and scratched the fat wizard's pillow twice in dissatisfaction. Finally, he gave up on attacking the group of little paper cranes, turned around, rushed his butt towards the desk, and began to pretend to sleep and snore.

"Are you asking the editorial department to confirm whether something is true or not?" Zheng Qing glanced at a few words written by the feather pen.

"Um."

Xin did not deny it, straightened up, folded out the last paper crane, and murmured: "Also, go to the acquaintances in the Beta Town Post and ask them if they know the source of the news; go to the owner of the pedestrian street milk tea shop, as long as it's official He must have retained the published accounts; there are also professors' joint meetings, school working committees, dean's offices, Professor Yi's offices... try them all to see if they accept interviews. "

"These little guys will most likely be thrown into the trash can." Zheng Qing watched Xin send a group of paper cranes out of the window and shook his head, not optimistic about his efforts.

"You have to try, what if you get lucky?" The fat wizard had completely recovered from the huge blow of the previous news, and became a shrewd reporter again. His eyes were empty, and his eyes were between Zheng Qing and Zheng Qing. Xiao Xiao hesitated: "...Do you think there are any other ways?"

Zheng Qing simply thought that he was really brainstorming and considered it seriously.

Xiao Xiao was very sober.

"Sima won't give interviews, and neither will I."

He simply broke some of the fat wizard's illusions: "Whether it is an observer or a recorder, the most important thing is to remain objective and rational...and the best way to maintain objectivity is to maintain a certain distance and not to relay what you see and hear. To a third party. Any paraphrase will lose some of its accuracy.”

Zheng Qing suddenly understood and refused with a straight face: "I don't accept it, I don't know, I don't know... I'm tired, I'm going to bed, I'll talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to do!"