Monster Hunting High School

Of course, no matter how thick the shadow is, it will only be sneaky and hidden in the depths of the sun.

No matter how many disturbing signs appear on campus, they are still just signs.

Life goes on.

The dreamland is still deep.

After patrolling on Saturday night, Zheng Qing returned to his dormitory and fell asleep.

In the dream, he heard the gurgling water of Linzhong Lake, and heard a cat meowing quietly somewhere where he couldn't see it. There was also a faint buzzing sound like a broken radio.

Several voices mixed together, one after another, making Zheng Qing sleep restless.

Until he opened his eyes, the sounds from his dream still seemed to be echoing in his ears.

The sun is shining outside the window.

It's already past twelve noon.

Zheng Qingmi stared, feeling a throbbing pain in his forehead, and couldn't help but rub his scalp vigorously.

This made him feel a little uneasy.

It seemed that last night's less-than-perfect sleep had brought back old illnesses that had settled in his body for a long time.

Since practicing calligraphy with Mr. Wu, Zheng Qing has rarely suffered from headaches. The only attack in recent years was on the special plane to First University. After being attacked by the banshee that sneaked into the cabin, Zheng Qing's headache briefly broke out.

Maybe it was the aftereffects of that headache.

Maybe it’s because the magic power fluctuations on the campus of First University are relatively complicated.

Zheng Qing uneasily noticed that he had been having more and more strange dreams recently, and the heart-stopping headaches were vaguely following him.

This is not a good sign.

"Are you awake?" Xiao Xiao's lazy voice sounded from under the window: "When you wake up, get up, wash up, and eat quickly... Today there is a special price of crispy onion soup, and the staple food is roasted cassava and moussaka, Xin Fatty even asked the aunt in the cafeteria for two small cucumbers to ensure your satisfaction."

Zheng Qing couldn't help but swallowed when he heard the sound of the paper bag being moved.

He tried to raise his arms to push himself up.

But this effort quickly failed.

The aftereffects of last night's patrol broke out in a concentrated way, and he felt as if the muscles all over his body had melted, making him sluggish and unable to muster any strength.

It turns out that beds are an excellent remedy for this condition.

But because there was an important appointment at two o'clock in the afternoon, Zheng Qing had to grit his teeth and crawl out of the comfortable bed.

The curtains on the balcony were wide open, and abundant sunlight flooded into the dormitory.

The fat cat collapsed into a blanket, occupying half of the desk, enjoying the caress of the early autumn sunshine. It squinted its eyes and allowed the elves to crawl around on top of it, like a soft pillow.

Only the occasional trembling beard and flashing ears can prove that it is still a living creature.

The elves looked particularly energetic in the warm sunshine.

They screamed, flapped their wings happily, and flew around in every corner of the dormitory.

Shortly after finishing morning classes yesterday afternoon, Zheng Qing took the little ones to Beta Town to see Dr. Duzem for a review. The results of various examinations were beyond the doctor's expectations, and the effect of Yu Yuanling Powder was excellent.

"They can definitely last another week." The doctor assured him, patting his chest when sending him out: "It seems that the materials we used to prepare the medicine last time were sufficient... the situation is much better than we expected."

Now, the depressed master looked at the elves who were in good condition, and his mood suddenly improved a lot, and he seemed to have a little strength again.

"I heard there were fireworks again at Linzhong Lake last night?" Xiao Xiao asked casually while flipping through his black notebook while Zheng Qing was devouring breakfast and lunch.

Fatty Xin was originally hiding on the bed in a mysterious way, not knowing what he was doing. When he heard Xiao Xiao's question, he suddenly became energetic and quickly got up and squeezed to the desk.

Fat Cat Tuantuan felt that the warm sunshine was blocked a lot.

It squinted its eyes, opened its mouth lazily, licked its nose, and revealed its mouth full of sharp teeth.

Fatty Xin moved to the side very shrewdly, making enough room for his master.

Xiao Xiao, who was squeezed on the other side, frowned and adjusted his glasses dissatisfied.

"Buji cover, Ha wants Ha Da Ha, the chef." Zheng Qing stuffed his mouth full of roasted cassava, said vaguely, and danced excitedly.

"Swallow the food before you speak." Xiao Xiao gave him a disgusted look.

Fatty Xin handed him a glass of water.

"I mean, there were not only fireworks, but also a lot of bugs!" Zheng Qing struggled to swallow what was in his mouth, ignoring the tears he was choking on, waving the tableware in his hand, and happily telling the story of last night's patrol. .

Starting from the gathering in front of the Linzhong Lake Pier, Zheng Qing talked about Lin Guo's strange concept of time, the burning swallows in the little boy's schoolbag, the new red-chained snake by the lake, the mysterious wind lantern and the mysterious wind lantern of the patrol team. Wooden walking stick.

Of course, he focused on two things.

One is the 'evil' transaction between the old man in black robe and the murloc at the bottom of the lake in the forest clearing deep in the woods by the lake; the other is the end of the lake being eaten away by a corpse-eating beetle. Half body, whole body shriveled up kappa.

Fatty Xin's eyes lit up when he heard this, he beat his chest, and kept wailing why he was not the one who went on patrol.

"What do you think of Seprano's suggestion?" After talking about the 'evil' deal in Lakeside Forest, Zheng Qing paused and looked at his roommate: "Although I finally agreed to participate in some freshman competition, But actually I don’t know anything about any of this…and I don’t understand why he suggested this.”

"We don't know how to study. We come to university to study." Xiao Xiao didn't care about this detail. Instead, he was very interested in the motivation of the vice president of the student union: "As for why he made this suggestion... I guess, maybe Because he is the boss."

"Setting the throne?" Zheng Qing looked confused.

As a well-behaved student, he knew nothing about this gambling terminology.

"If you meet his requirements, he will get a huge reward from this gamble... This will be enough to make up for the loss of his younger brother." Fatty Xin is always very smart when he is not flirting with cats: "As you say Yes, he was trading with those smelly fishmen in the woods for some rags. I guess he is relatively short of money."

"Everyone is short of money." Zheng Qing held a knife and fork in his hand, looked at the fat man in front of him with empty eyes, and said in a light tone: "If you think those things at the bottom of the lake are rags... Please give me a few tons of rags... I'm not afraid of getting dirty. ...It doesn’t stink either.”

Fatty Xin laughed, quickly changed the subject, and continued his analysis: "Of course, in addition to benefits... If you can become the champion of this year's Hunter Moon Rookie Competition, it means that the school will pay more attention... and Xiao A Karna is ranked higher.”

"It is a very wise choice to turn an enemy into a friend with you." Xiao Xiao took a sip of water and added.

Zheng Qing shrugged, and while smearing sauce and vegetable salad on the bread slices in front of him, he mentioned another thing: "Then what do you think is the creature that hurts the kappa?"

"insect."

"insect!"

Fatty Xin and Xiao Xiao almost said the same answer at the same time.