Hunting College

"The professor and I have arranged to meet at noon today..."

"What am I asking you?!"

"...Professor Monteria made me..."

"Professor is busy. You know the rules. Hurry up and say something, and the professor will help you deal with it if he has time. If there is nothing wrong, I will go back and do the experiment...There is no one in front of the table now!"

The words were quick and rushing, but when he heard this, Zheng Qing could guess where the irritability in the wizard's heart came from. The mood of the wizard who was interrupted during the experiment was similar to that when he was interrupted in sleep.

He didn't dare to talk any longer, and took out the test tube from his pocket:

"I want to ask the professor to help test the blood inside..."

Before he finished his words, Zheng Qing only felt a flower in front of him, and again, the test tube in his hand was in the hands of the wizard.

"Be careful!" The young public-sponsored student exclaimed, "That blood is a little weird..."

"Who would send normal blood here? We've seen even weird blood." The black robe wizard's tone was a little disdainful, but his face became serious. He could easily feel the pressure from the ‘amber’ in the test tube: "...was it blocked by the great wizard? Well, from the Qingqiu clan?"

Zheng Qing respected.

"Yes." He answered honestly.

Being able to make so many judgments in such a short period of time, this black robe is probably the top even among registered wizards.

"The source of this blood is legal." The black-robed wizard cautiously reminded: "Although the Qingqiu clan is relatively low-key in the Alliance, they have always been one of the most powerful clans in the Lower Moon Council..."

Zheng Qing immediately realized that the other party might have misunderstood something.

"Absolutely regular!" The young public student gave an affirmative answer.

"That's good... when it comes out, we will inform you directly. There is nothing else to leave." The black robe wizard nodded briefly at the boy and stuffed the test tube into the pocket of his robe. Then he did not wait for Zheng Qing to react, and he backhanded.' The door closed with a bang.

Simply neat.

The young wizard who was looking straight was stunned.

The knocker beast on the small bronze door sighed at him.

"Look a little bit, young man." Knocker Beast comforted with a voice full of vicissitudes: "I have been watching the door for so many years, and today this kid has a mild temper... if there is a researcher who is really bad-tempered, if he gets disturbed. Experiments will really curse others."

Zheng Qing took a breath.

"He won't throw away my test tube," he mumbled worriedly.

"That's not enough." The Knocker Beast raised his head strenuously, and squeaked the doorknocker: "Although these children have a bad temper, their words count... they will not deliberately spoil them."

Zheng Qing lingered at the door for a long time, and finally did not dare to knock again, but left unhappy.

The whole process lasted less than half an hour.

This was much faster than he expected.

It seems that he doesn't need Fatty Xin to help hand in the magic text homework.

...

...

Facts have proved that the door knocker beast's words are still very reliable.

After the end of the magic text class in the afternoon, Professor Emma had just left the classroom, and a blue paper crane flew into the window, landed on Zheng Qing's shoulder, and pecked his ear viciously.

"Hiss," the wizard sideways avoided the attack of the paper crane, pinched its wings, rubbed his ears, and complained: "Whose paper crane is so rude?!"

It's a pity that Paper Crane can't speak and didn't answer his question.

Zheng Qing unfolded the letter paper, and at the head of it was a line of scribbled "Test Report on Test Tube Sample No. 0602", and there was a neat line of small characters under the squiggly: Testing Party [Montería Bloodline Research Laboratory].

Zheng Qing suddenly.

It turned out that the blood test result of the dog came out.

This speed is far beyond his expectation, and he is already planning to get the test report on the weekend.

The body of the test report is a densely packed array of numbers and symbols, and people looking directly at it are dizzy. The young wizard's gaze skipped the contents that he couldn't understand, and slid straight to the end of the letter-until there, he could not read the contents.

The last is a conclusion.

"After testing, 99% of the information in the relevant samples belonged to ordinary dogs, including about 31% of pugs, 17% of British Bulldogs, and 9% of Yorkshire Terriers. , 3% of Bordeaux dogs, and about 40% of the remaining information are highly confounded, and more samples are needed for repeated comparative testing.

"Another one percent of the test information reflects the characteristics of magical creatures. It has been confirmed to be related to the outer **** Mushisha. It is a distant generation non-dominant inheritance, but it is activated for special reasons."

The simple conclusion is now over, there is no beginning and no end, Zheng Qing can't figure out his head when watching.

He flipped through the letter paper.

The back was empty, with only the magical patterns faintly revealed on the back of the paper, without further explanation.

"What, look so serious?" Fatty Xin's greasy breath came from his side, making Zheng Qing feel suffocated.

"Stay away!" He pushed the fat man away and stuffed the letter paper in his hand: "I asked Professor Montelia's laboratory to help test the dog's blood... The result came out, but I couldn't You understand. Can you understand?"

"The test report of the Monteria laboratory?"

"Did you catch that dog?"

Fatty and Xiao Xiao spoke in unison, except that Fatty was interested in the legendary laboratory report involving taboo experiments, and Xiao Xiao wondered when Zheng Qing obtained the dog's blood sample.

Zheng Qing couldn't tell them that it was Su Shijun's help-that way he would be beaten to death.

"...With a little trick, you know, that dog is very interested in me," the young public student answered vaguely, and immediately jumped to another topic: "It happens to ~www.wuxiaspot.com~I I have a question for you, Doctor, do you know the name Mhisha? He also seems to be an outside god."

Sure enough, Xiao Xiao's attention was immediately attracted by the name: "Msisha?"

He pressed his hand on his black-shelled notebook and rubbed a few times, his face showed a trace of surprise: "Mhisha...no wonder, no wonder...that is to say, that puppy has the blood of Mhisha. Right."

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Because the report is still in Fatty's hands, the doctor has not read the contents.

"How do you know!" He asked impatiently: "Is that guy famous? Does he have many descendants? Will he, like Satogua or Nicholas, want to come to this world with the power of believers? "

"On the contrary." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and said in denial: "Mhisha is notoriously indifferent. There are hardly any believers, even wizards, few people know... He prefers to find fault with other foreign gods. Son, instead of playing with us ants. But that doesn’t mean that he is not famous. Perhaps you have heard of his other name, Fenrir."