Hunting College

Hunting training sounds like a very exciting word, but the process is actually quite boring.

The hunters need to sing the spells repeated countless times in fixed situations and occasions at the fastest speed, and at the same time, they must cheer up and muster ‘full courage’ to face the non-existent monsters.

In addition, there are cumbersome hunting formations, lengthy pre-hunting tactics, and lack of innovative distress modes-such as the talisman is accidentally tainted and cannot be activated, **** attracts another group of monsters who look at it, spells accidentally injure their companions, get lost, and lose Feet, falling cliffs, accidental animal and plant allergies, etc.-relatively speaking, if the training director arranges some unorganized and logical links, it will make the hunters feel a little bit interesting.

But these situations will never appear in the director of Dr. Xiao Da.

He is more rigid than the most staid old master at school, and he always confines the training plan of guilt to a very narrow range, which makes people feel restrained.

"Usually dancing with shackles can have the greatest freedom on the hunting ground!"

This is the word he says most often.

If on weekdays, as the captain of the crime hunting team, Zheng Qing would respond to the surface even if he felt bored in his heart, forcibly cheering up and participating in training.

But today, something went wrong.

Because yesterday Saturday, all day, in addition to doing homework in the library in the morning, in the afternoon, I have to work in the laboratory of Professor Montelia, and in the evening I have a night patrol of Linzhong Lake.

So far, Zheng Qing has only slept for less than four hours.

So in today's training, the wizard made mistakes frequently, and was always distracted.

"stop!"

After Zheng Qing missed the opportunity to cast the healing talisman again, Xiao Xiao frowned and reprimanded: "...just after the fat man accidentally rolled down the hill, he broke his left leg, not his right leg! If you put the talisman on the hunting ground Wasting paper on his right leg will not only deplete our already nervous supplies, but also cause unnecessary negative effects on the entire hunting team... Remember, you are the captain of the hunting team, and low-level mistakes will cause The hunters thought you were panicked!"

"I can tell him which leg is broken," Fatty Xin sat on a rock-his right leg was tied with a thick layer of bandage, which made him have to stretch his leg straight like a stick- —Mumbled: "...if I know it hurts."

The implication is that the doctor does not need to compare the details of the ‘left leg’ or the ‘right leg’.

"You fell and passed out!" Xiao Xiao gave him a stern look and added his own settings.

The fat man immediately lay on his back on the grass, groaning comfortably: "Oh... ok, ok. I fainted."

Zheng Qing sighed heavily.

"I need a break."

He said weakly, while rubbing his cheeks vigorously, shaking his head: "I slept too little yesterday, and I have not been able to concentrate today..."

Zheng Qing's work as an assistant in the laboratory and patrols at night are all known to his companions.

The doctor just hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded, and said in a harsh tone: "Next time, in the next hunting team training, this situation must never happen."

"Ok, yes."

The young public-sponsored student raised his hand and walked to the side while muttering: "I just need to take a break..."

As he said, he had found a spacious and clean chair in the pavilion on the promenade around the lake, leaning on the thick porch, and snoring loudly after only a moment.

"It seems that he is really tired." Fatty Xin listened to Zheng Qing's snoring sound and shook his head: "I rarely hear him snoring while sleeping."

"The training behind that..."

"Don't we still have a captain?" Dr. Xiao Da helped his glasses and pointed to Zhang Jixin: "Hey, the leadership of the subsequent search and anti-devil training is left to you... No problem."

"Properly." Zhang Jixin patted his thick chest, and signed the ticket.

...

...

A nap in the pavilion, although the venue is a bit crude, Zheng Qing slept exceptionally comfortable.

He felt like he was lying on a twenty-layer velvet mattress, listening to the white noise intertwined by the rain and the breeze, falling into the deepest sleep-no, no dreams, only sleep.

From falling asleep to finally opening his eyes, none of the annoying dreams in the usual days appeared.

This makes the boys feel particularly happy after opening their eyes.

Stretched, stood up.

The moon is very big tonight, the moon is very bright.

But the heavy fog made the brightness eclipse a lot, and ten meters away, it was blurred. Zheng Qing pulled out the book, cleared his throat, and read a mantra stored in the book:

"Birds are singing, please beg their friends."

A crisp bird song seemed to come from a very far away place, and immediately, a yellow light flashed in the distance. As if at the other end of Linzhong Lake. Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise. He did not remember that when the hunting team drafted the training plan, there was an arrangement to change places.

But it doesn't matter, I will know the reason after I find everyone.

The wizard jumped on the spot twice, moved his body, and then walked along the misty lakeside promenade in the direction where the yellow light flashed. From time to time, one or two clear bird songs can be heard in the thick fog, guiding him.

It's just that the farther you go, the farther the bird's song seems to be from Zheng Qing, and the thicker and thicker the surrounding fog.

Until the end, the fog was too heavy to be one meter away, and the road could not be seen clearly, and the birdsong seemed to hide in the thick quilt, changing from crisp to muffled and faint.

Zheng Qing cautiously stopped, holding the book in his hand, and at the same time began to visualize his rune gun in his mind.

"Although it was a little slow, the reaction was still correct."

A familiar voice rang in his ears, as if standing beside him: "...a wizard ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ needs to be fully aware of the surrounding environment at all times. You need to be alert to any small abnormalities. . This is the guarantee for you to go further on the path of magic."

Zheng Qing's fingers were stiff when he opened the book for a few seconds, and the talisman spear that had been visualized in his mind was also shattered under the violent mood fluctuations, turning into a golden light spot.

"Sir?" he cried out in surprise.

"It's time for class." Mr. Wu suddenly appeared beside the wizard, put one hand on his shoulder, and led him to the depths of the dense fog: "...as we originally planned, Sunday I will make up lessons for you this afternoon."

Zheng Qing realized that the time was not right.

The training of the Youxin Hunting Team is arranged in the daytime on Sunday, and the sun is still high when Zheng Qing falls asleep. He slept until the middle of the moon without reason, but his surrounding companions did not remind him.

"so,"

The boy followed his husband's footsteps and looked around at the same time, muttering: "I'm still in a dream, right..."