Monster Hunting High School

Outside the door was Zhang Yu.

The leader of the First University teaching assistant group.

He held a face-disappearing mask in his hand. Behind him stood several black-robed wizards with faces covered by wide hoods. They stood at the edge of the light cast by the dormitory door like shadows, silent.

Just by looking at Zhang Yu's eyes, Zheng Qing knew that he was looking for him.

"Emergency task of the edge project team."

Perhaps noticing the other two young wizards in the dormitory, Zhang Yu's expression was a little vague - until now, the words "Giant God Soldier" were confidential to people outside the project team, let alone the true meaning of it.

At the same time, Xiao Xiao had already put the paper crane outside the window into the house.

The crimson paper crane did not circle around the ceiling elegantly like its peers. After entering the house, it rushed straight to its target and got into Zheng Qing's fingers neatly.

The letter was sent by Lao Yao.

There was only a short line of words on it.

"Come to the project team with Zhang Yu and go on a mission."

No one can imitate the breath of a legendary wizard, especially within the school. Zheng Qing carefully folded the letter and stuffed it into the gray cloth bag, then rubbed his swollen face and turned to look at his two companions.

"Teaching assistant mission, don't buy me breakfast tomorrow morning."

He muttered, paused, and added: "- In addition, when the black gem cat comes back in the morning, if I haven't come back yet, take it to the classroom and give it to Jiang Yu. She knows how to arrange it... Do I need to wear a mask?"

The last sentence he asked was to Zhang Yu.

"You need to wear it on the road."

The head of the teaching assistant team answered cautiously.

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...

It turns out that the mask really only worked on the 'road'.

But Zheng Qing was a little skeptical about the effect of wearing it. After all, in the early morning, the school was empty, and this black-robed team did not alarm anyone under the cover of night.

When he walked out of the winding corridor and crossed the two-column stone archway, the first thing the black-skinned wizard standing at the entrance of the narrow passage said was to let him take off the mask on his face.

"You are different from them."

Alex shook his head a little anxiously, his shiny forehead contrasting with his wrinkled robe, as if he hadn't taken a shower for a month: "- They have to go deep into the Silent Forest. In order to avoid being exposed, they have to wear masks. But you are different. Edge type 1 is your biggest mask."

Finally someone mentioned the word "mission".

On the way here, Zhang Yu remained silent about all of Zheng Qing's questions, so that until now, he was confused about this inexplicable action tonight.

"What mission?" He couldn't wait to ask.

"Someone will tell you." The black-skinned wizard stamped his feet and turned to walk into the passage: "- Hurry up and catch up, you are a little late."

Standing at the door of the resonance room, he finally turned back to look at the boy.

"You know the rules, so I don't need to repeat them, right?" Alex spoke very quickly. Zheng Qing just pecked his head, and then he felt his shoulder being pulled by him, and he was roughly pushed into the dimly lit room.

This time, Zheng Qing finally had the chance to look up at the ceiling of the resonance room.

It was bare, without any decoration.

It surprised him.

Sitting on the stone platform in the middle of the room, emptying his mind, after the lines on the circular halo in front of him gradually became smooth, those things like banyan tree air roots finally fell from the ceiling again.

Zheng Qing glanced upward from the corner of his eyes. Although the 'air roots' fell from above, they actually came from the void. No wonder the ceiling was bare.

When he suddenly realized it in his heart, the suction cups like flower buds at the front of the 'air roots' bloomed, like long snakes looking for food, following the boy's neck, spine, joints, etc., and 'biting' one by one. There was also a largest one, which was directly pasted on the wizard's face.

Even though it was the second time he felt this kind of control, Zheng Qing still felt a strong sense of discomfort.

When he came back to his senses again.

His consciousness had already sunk into the body of ‘Edge No. 7’.

——Are you awake?

——If you are awake, come out quickly!

A familiar thought slightly violently broke the boy’s moment of tranquility after waking up, knocking on the dormant chamber of his body, bang bang bang, shaking the viscous light green liquid around it to ripple in circles.

Splash!

As the huge glass cover burst open, the light green liquid roared, rushed out, and quickly disappeared between the criss-crossing sewer fences, revealing the monster that was still very tall even though it was hunched over.

Zheng Qing took a light breath.

Controlling this body, he slowly walked down the metal platform and looked around.

This was an empty hall, the dome was more than ten meters above the ground, and even if he stood up straight, he would not touch the ceiling. In addition to him, there was another 'Edge Type 1' in the hall, but it was unknown which edge it was.

There were four other hunting teams supporting the cult, scattered around the hall. With Zheng Qing's limited knowledge of hunting teams, he could tell that they were not resting casually at the moment, but maintaining a very advanced magic formation.

"Why are you so late!"

That familiar thought struck the boy's mind again - or rather, it was like an uninvited guest, intruding into the control center of Edge Number 7 in a somewhat rude manner.

"Senior Colma?"

Zheng Qing felt the familiar breath emanating from that thought, hesitated, and tentatively passed on a thought, and then he also became a ‘rude’ guest.

After his thought hit another ‘edge type one’, it encountered almost no resistance - to make an inappropriate analogy, if his thoughts usually hit other wizards like this, they would hit thick stone walls covered with magma, then now, his thoughts are like hitting the lake, although there is still a slight resistance, but it can be completely ignored.

Perhaps he noticed the looseness of the boy’s thoughts.

Another thought came from the opposite side soon.

"It's good once you get used to it. You are now experiencing the communication of the Great Wizard's thoughts. Of course, it is different from communicating with a real Great Wizard, because we belong to the same batch of 'Edge Type One', so we can 'take advantage of each other'."

The thoughts from Korma made people feel as if she was standing in front of them and talking. Her voice, tone, demeanor, and even smell were all the same as those in Zheng Qing's mind. It was very magical. After a simple explanation, the witch changed the subject: "-Just now I was wondering who was the driver of the other Edge Type One... Hey, it turned out to be you!"

Unlike the relaxed tone of the Great Wizard of the North District.

Zheng Qing, who came back to his senses, was confused at the moment.

"What happened?"

He picked the most urgent question and threw it over first.