Hunting College

　　 The campus of No.1 University, which is shrouded in night, looks particularly comfortable and quiet.

On both sides of the tree-lined road, the broad leaves of deciduous platanus obscured the cold moonlight, causing many mottled shadows on this bluestone road. The whispering whispers of oil gourd and the crisp sound of golden bells rise one after another in the grass not far away, like a beautiful duet.

　　 A white kitten, accompanied by the drumbeat of the symphony, bounces and dances in this bleak world.

　　 Kitten is only about two or three months old, the fluff on the body surface has not completely faded, and the cry is still full of milky smell, and he is at an age full of curiosity about the world.

　　 Now, what makes this little thing curious is a butterfly.

　　 a black butterfly.

　　 This butterfly floats in the air leisurely, like confetti, without a trace of anger, like a small piece of tranquility torn from the night, which makes people intoxicated.

　　 Kitten is obviously also obsessed with this special flying insect.

　　 In its eyes, the butterfly that does not fly high and does not fly fast is the best toy. On weekdays, it can follow behind and fight for most of the day, and it will never get tired.

　　 At this moment, in its big round eyes, there is nothing left except this butterfly.

　　 The black butterfly floated lazily in the night, swaying in the wind before the kitten’s furry paws fell, avoiding the naughty hunter.

　　 This seems to be a tease.

　　 The kitten's cry became more eager, and the frequency of its attacks became higher and higher.

　　 until there was a sound of washing up with a ‘crash,’ interrupting the kitten’s game.

　　 It stopped cautiously, one paw was still raised in the air, its pale green eyes were narrowed, and the large triangular ears turned flexibly, searching for any suspicious sounds around it.

　　 The gurgling water, the rustle of fallen leaves, and the quarrel of golden bells and oil gourds in the distance, everything is no different from usual.

　　 There was a moist atmosphere in the air, and a few buzzing mosquitoes accidentally crashed into the kitten's nostrils.

　　 "Puff"! 'puff'!

　　 Kitten immediately forgot the suspicious sound just now, sneezing hard, trying to drive away the hateful intruders.

　　 When it felt comfortable again, it recalled the black butterfly.

　　 raised his head, the moonlight is like water, the lake is silver-plated, and the black butterfly is hovering on the white rockery not far away, as if a bit of thick ink on white paper is very conspicuous in this bright world.

　　 It immediately jumped up the rockery and leaped towards the butterfly.

　　 This time, it got its wish.

　　 The black butterfly was slapped under the mat by it like a dead leaf.

　　 It snored happily and raised its paws carefully.

　　The butterfly disappeared.

　　On the white stone, there is only a black mark.

　　 The breeze blew, and this black mark turned into a wisp of flying ash, and disappeared over the vast Linzhong Lake.

　　噫!

　　 Kitten tilted his head, eyes full of curiosity.

　　 The usual butterfly is not like this.

　　 They are all edible on weekdays!

　　 It lifted its paw, licked the remaining fly ash on the mat, and then immediately spit out its tongue, making a sound of "Bah Bah".

　　 "What a naughty little thing." A muffled voice sounded over the kitten's head, as if a few layers of thick paper had been put on the mouth, and it sounded a little buzzing.

　　 A jade-white hand stretched out on the white stone, and gently stroked the kitten's fluff along the head and neck.

　　 Baiye, hands, petting the white kitten.

　　 Everything looks so clean.

　　 The kitten meowed, leaned softly, purring in his chest.

　　 "You smashed my butterfly, what should I do?" The fingers were gently bent, and the cat's belly was scratched. The buzzing voice seemed a bit distressed: "Today's news was all smashed by you."

　　 The kitten rolled over comfortably, turned his face to his side, and a strange creature reflected in his pure eyes.

　　 "Yeah! It's even more troublesome." The buzzing voice looked a little annoyed: "I was seen by you too... You can't blame me."

　　 Move his bare hand gently, and gently knead its crisp spine through the smooth fur of the kitten.

　　 Little wild cat blinked his pale green eyes, meowing, innocent and simple.

　　 "Cuteness is the original sin!"

　　 The buzzing voice drifted softly, disappearing in the soft night wind.

　　 The little white cat lay peacefully on the spot, his pale green eyes motionless, staring at the dead lake, as if waiting for a fish to jump out.

like a statue.

　　 Time passed, and the night remained the same.

　　 A few minutes later, with several sounds like a balloon leaking, a group of figures shrouded in black robes appeared on the shore of Linzhong Lake.

　　 "This is the area." A stern voice broke the quiet night: "The guardian array detected that a life has disappeared. All prepare! Search now!"

　　 "No need to search, I have seen it." A thin figure strode towards the white rockery.

　　 On the rockery, a kitten lay there quietly.

　　 "Hilda, immediately start extracting residual information from the nearby air!" The thin figure looked at the white kitten in front of him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and quickly ordered.

　　 "Okay, Professor Yi." The lazy voice took out a small bamboo tube, unplugged the cork, and released a group of small white creatures like fireflies.

　　 "This is the mutant lampworm you newly cultivated?" A curious voice next to him whispered: "In terms of size, it is much smaller than the average lampworm."

"But from the point of view of ability, they are more than twice as powerful as ordinary lightworms." Hilda shook her fingers coquettishly, and a white lightworm fell on his fingertips obediently: "See, they are. The tentacles are denser and the skin cells are thinner, which makes them more sensitive to the environment...I improved the foraging system and color change mechanism of the lightworm so that they can emit different colors by absorbing the evil air in the air... In fact, next month’s "Magic Creatures" will publish my paper on mutant light bugs!"

　　 "That's a big journal with an impact factor of 4.1." That curious voice was full of envy.

　　 "Shut up!" The first stern voice rang out again: "Hilda, if you don't want to roll back to the laboratory for ten years, keep your focus!"

　　 "Yes, yes! My Professor Montelia." Hilda lazily raised her hand and winked at her companion next to her.

"Victor, go to the bottom of the lake and ask the group of murlocs to see if they have any clues." Professor Yi, who carefully observed the little white cat, reopened: "By the way, compare their patrol log this week with Linzhong Lake. The environmental monitoring report is also brought here."

　　 "What if they resist?" Victor took off his robe, revealing a shiny armor.

　　 "Allow cheap things." Professor Yi did not hesitate.

　　 "Okay." Victor tore the space in front of him smoothly, and simply squeezed in.