Monster Hunting High School

"Family relations, top secret."

"Hobbies, confidential."

"Marital status, secret; good at magic, confidential... Very good, do you have any information that is not confidential?... Well, hunting experience... finally has some content... Form an apology hunting team, serve as the hunting team leader, and participate Participated in two Campus Cups in 2008 and 2009, won the Best Newcomer, and participated in the Battle of Black Prison... Hehe, these contents are even more concise than the fat guy just now! Wait, is your name real? ?”

The examiner glanced at Zheng Qing suspiciously, but immediately looked away.

"No, you don't need to answer that question."

The examiner behind the desk laughed, and while quickly flipping through the files of the young public-funded students, he was amazed: "I have been working as an examiner for more than ten years, and this is not the first time I have seen papers full of papers covered with Blackened hunter profile, but you're undoubtedly the only one, so what do I do with it?"

Zheng Qing opened his mouth and then closed it obediently.

The main reason is that he is not sure who caused his information to be kept secret - Mr. Yao, Professor Yao, Su Shijun, or even the black cat from the relevant department are all possible - the reasons for confidentiality are different, and the degree of 'frankness' he can achieve is natural. Not the same either.

"If necessary, maybe you can apply to the school?" The young public-funded student tentatively gave his own suggestion. He didn't want the hunting team to be unable to complete the designated task due to his own reasons.

"Need? No, no need."

The examiner sat on the chair and bent down, rummaged around in the drawer next to the boots, and finally pulled out a crumpled form and spread it out in front of him: "There are rules for this kind of thing... You just need to Just answer me a few simple questions. Well, first of all, are you connected to the dark wizards?"

"No... well, does the wandering wizard count?"

"Hey, that guy!"

The examiner curled his lips, made a clear tick with the quill in his hand, and then continued to ask: "...Okay, next question, have you ever conducted illegal magic experiments?"

"No."

Zheng Qing shook his head very decisively, while secretly worrying about whether the little snake in his head or the forbidden curse seeds in his body were considered 'illegal'.

The examiner made a second tick, then raised his head again: "Do you think you have the ability to deal with the enemies in the hunt? As long as you can deal with the enemies at the registered level."

Zheng Qing felt that this was the one with the greatest confidence among the three questions when he nodded.

"very good."

The examiner put the crumpled parchment into Zheng Qing's file bag and nodded: "Okay, your examination passed... The next one, um, the short wizard with glasses, you Call him over."

Zheng Qing nodded confusedly - he had no idea what had just been checked, and he had passed it inexplicably, but the examiner's conclusion was still very clear.

Before turning around, the young public-funded student hesitated for a few seconds, and finally stopped and asked a question that he was not sure was appropriate: "I just heard another colleague of yours mention that student hunting teams rarely perform similar tasks... If On a scale of one to ten, how dangerous is this mission?"

"So, you are still a group of students."

The examiner rubbed the corners of his eyes, threw the quill to the pen holder next to him, and sighed deeply: "Only students think that everything can be graded... But if you really need a grade... First, For any student, the mission risk of the Trident Sword is more than five points; secondly, based on the special nature of the mission and the second-year members of your hunting team, I am willing to increase the mission risk by another three points; finally, based on rumors and past Regarding the completion rate of similar tasks, I think thirteen is a very objective evaluation for you.”

From any angle, thirteen is not a good number, or in other words, it is a pretty bad answer.

The young public-funded student laughed dryly.

"This is a joke, too, isn't it?" He recalled the censor's previous joke with the fat wizard.

"No, this is a very serious rating."

The examiner raised his eyelids, took a deep look at the captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team, grabbed the brass seal on the table, and placed it heavily on the seal of Zheng Qing's file bag.

The bright red marks left by the ink pad were like bloody openings on the skin, exuding a disturbing aura.

…

…

When Xiao Xiao was conducting the qualification review, the tall and lanky wizard in the archives management office stared at Zheng Qing intently, without touching his lips for a long time with the tea cup in his hand.

His gaze made the young public-funded student feel a little uncomfortable.

"Is there any problem?" The boy frowned slightly.

"Are you Zheng Qing?"

Lewis raised the tea cup in his hand, looked at Zheng Qing carefully, his eyes were a little strange, and he murmured: "I have always thought your name sounded familiar... I just suddenly remembered... Zheng Qing is still studying at First University... …When the Daily Bugle first came out, I thought it was another rumor… After all, some fools slander Congressman Su every year… But later, even the Beta Town Post reported that… Are you really Yes, really with Senator Su?”

His thin face was wrinkled, like an old weathered corn, and his messy hair was like the ears of corn.

Behind Zheng Qing came Fatty Xin's suppressed and weird laughter. Obviously, he was happy to see something happen to the young public-funded student. Zheng Qing took a small step back vigilantly, his hand calmly holding down the copper-plate book hanging on his waist.

"It's nothing, it's all rumors in the newspapers!" He lied without blushing.

Lewis noticed the position of Zheng Qing's hand and quickly took a small step back: "Oh, oh, oh, don't be nervous, I'm just a little curious... I am an official employee of the Trident Sword, and I can control myself very well. Emotions...believe me...I even gave you a gift!"

Perhaps he wanted to express his goodwill through a 'gift'.

This sentence alone made Zheng Qing even more vigilant. He still clearly remembered the overwhelming 'gifts' after the news was exposed, and he would never forget the rows of nightmare dolls with their heads removed next to his pillow.

"so?"

"So, I'm just a little curious." Lewis touched his chin and laughed dryly: "I feel like you can only be considered 'fair'... at best, 'comely'... The swordsman in your hunting team is more handsome than you. It’s... hard to understand why Senator Su would choose you.”

"With her beauty, does it make any difference what her lover looks like?" Zheng Qing thought of Su Shijun's rather narcissistic words at the ball.

Lewis nodded slightly: "In other words, you acquiesced to the content of that report?"

"Lanque! Lanque, come here! It's your turn!"

The examiner's slightly irritable voice interrupted the tall and lanky wizard: "This is the Hunting Team Qualification Examination Office, please don't discuss irrelevant topics!!"