Monster Hunting High School

If it were two years ago, when Zheng Qing first entered school, he might have been so excited that he couldn't sleep at night when he heard about 'timeline', 'path', 'river of time' and other mysterious concepts between science fiction and fantasy.

But now.

A dozen classes a week that required time to switch had long since made him lose interest in these concepts - of course, he still had awe, just like a person who has to use a computer to work, although he still maintains the technological content of the chips in the computer. Enough awe, but it doesn't stop him from getting upset when he sees a computer, especially when he suffers from the sequelae of excessive computer use such as tenosynovitis.

Maybe he noticed that the boy was absent-minded.

"——Fur——"

Lao Yao took a heavy drag on his pipe and looked at Zheng Qing with a little surprise: "I find that you really don't seem to be afraid of me now. Last year, you looked like a ghost when you saw me. I didn't even notice it during class... …Look now, you dare to lose focus while listening to me, and you may be telling me how to arrange it in private.”

Zheng Qing immediately trembled.

"No, absolutely not, I wasn't distracted! I listened carefully to every word you just said!" He yelled, but he knew in his heart that what Lao Yao said was not false.

He is indeed no longer as trembling as he was when he first learned about Lao Yao's identity.

The main reason is that there is a demon ancestor hanging on his ear - even though it is just an incarnation of his obsession - he naturally loses some respect for a legendary monster. This is human nature and not something outsiders should understand.

"Having been a professor for such a long time, I can tell at a glance whether and to what extent students are distracted, and I don't even need these legendary eyes."

Professor Yao raised two fingers, pointed at his own eyes, and then nodded at the young wizard in front of him. Finally, he shook his head and laughed to himself: "——Having been a professor for a long time, I feel that students listen to If you don’t understand, you will start preaching unconsciously. I think back then... Well, in short, the overall progress of the Titan Soldier project has been advanced due to uncontrollable factors, so the tasks assigned to you will also be advanced accordingly. "

He knocked on his pipe, picked up a bunch of golden tobacco from the pipe, and stuffed it into the pot. As he stuffed it, he continued slowly: "...I came to you today for two things. First, I want to customize a robe for you. Your level is too low now. If you come into direct contact with the remains of a high-level wizard, it will easily be transformed by him... Don't take it seriously, and don't think I'm being alarmist. I know you've come into contact with it a lot. Legends, even ancient ones, but it is different from this. The high-level wizards you have come into contact with before are all alive and will actively control their own Tao Yun. In other words, those Tao Yun will actively avoid harming you according to the master's wishes... ...The dead ones are completely different. Their only consciousness has died, but their skeletons still maintain the ability to interact with higher dimensions. They are full of Taoism. If you accidentally come into contact with knowledge that you cannot understand, your brain will directly... Bang……"

The professor blew out a cloud of smoke that looked like a brain, and it rolled violently under the word 'bang', like a pot of boiling paste, which made people tremble with fear.

Zheng Qing swallowed quietly.

"...So, the shirt is a very important protective measure for you." Old Yao put the pipe back into his mouth, and his voice was slightly unclear: "——As for the other thing, it is about the special No. 2 Configuration, my opinion is, since the identity has been confirmed, it is not a bad thing for you to meet in advance, so you can be mentally prepared..."

Zheng Qing noticed the words 'my opinion' very keenly, which meant that someone had an opposing attitude. Anyone who can oppose a legendary wizard must be another legend.

Vice principal Ruoyu? Professor Emma? Or some other legend?

When my mind is racing.

He also noticed that Kolma was following another 'Professor Yao' out of the office.

He seemed to be aware of the boy's gaze.

Lao Yao grabbed the pipe and pointed Zheng Qing in another direction: "Don't look at Korma. You are different from her. She is a great wizard herself. She doesn't need a shirt. What you need now is this..."

Zheng Qing turned around.

A huge fluffy ball of cotton blocked in front of him like a small wall, startling him and subconsciously taking a small step back.

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

The clouds rolled and formed the face of an old woman. It was the mica in "Yun Xiangyi". She was the same as when Zheng Qing saw her for the first time. She still wore the monocle on her face. , a string of beautiful squiggles floated past Zheng Qing’s eyes with her blooming smile: “—I told you a long time ago that you will be successful!”

The big exclamation point at the end is particularly eye-catching.

Several people in black robes walking around couldn't help but glance in his direction.

For some reason, Zheng Qing felt the long-lost restraint and shyness again.

"Hello."

He said hello in a low voice, and naturally thought of that day full of surprises, of Serprano's brother yelling in the store, of the dead pig demon, of the thunder falling from the sky, and then very quickly Unconsciously, he thought of Thomas, who had led him into the wizarding world at that time, and his mood was extremely complicated for a while.

"Originally, according to the opinions of the project team, I just made you a set of jerseys based on the standard data." Old Yao bit his pipe and smiled as he watched the small clouds turn and gather around Zheng Qing deftly. : "But Yunmu doesn't agree..."

"Of course I can't agree!"

A line of square bold letters almost hit Lao Yao's face: "——Since the school entrusted me to make clothes for this child, it is natural that they should be made to fit. The last time he went to my store was two years ago. , I heard that later he went to 'Luxifang' and 'Fudichu' for haute couture, but he didn't go to me. It's so sad..."

Zheng Qing felt a little embarrassed.

"No, it's not the haute couture I'm looking for." He hesitated to involve Su Shijun in this conversation.

A straight line of large characters immediately appeared in front of my eyes.

"Straighten your back!"

Mica didn't seem to listen to his excuse, and kept chattering to herself. Rows of densely packed small characters quickly passed in front of the boy: "...What material do you like for the lining? I am only responsible for making the lining for you. Dragon. How about the back skin? The top layer of back skin has a uniform texture, good strength, elasticity, and plasticity, and the back skin of an adult fire dragon can easily be cut into a complete piece of skin of about two meters with even thickness, covering you completely from head to toe. No problem. As for the joints, dragon belly leather is still used. Dragon belly leather stretches and shrinks repeatedly and changes in size many times during the dragon's life, so the leather it tans is very elastic, but the thickness will be different. Because the pleats are uneven, it’s perfect for joints such as elbows and wrists.”

"I heard that the second layer of skin cut from the dragon's back skin is also good." Zheng Qing tried to provide some emotional value to Mica, racking his brains so that Mica would not be the only one talking.

Sure enough, after receiving feedback, Mica's words became much more rounded: "Second-layer leather? Second-layer leather won't work! Although it is soft, delicate, and feels good, its strength is too low and can only be used to make books, not jerseys." Lined…”