Hunting College

　　According to Jiang Yu’s introduction, Zheng Qing thought he would see a young wizard.

　　 But the reality surprised him.

　　 The doctor who is less than 40 years old in front of him has a gray head, a pale yellow face, and two **** eye bags hanging under his eyes. He looks like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

　　 Zheng Qing remembered very clearly that Dr. Dozem had become a registered wizard when he was less than twenty years old, and now it is only twenty years.

　　 Twenty years, for the great wizard, it may be just a nap.

　　 Even for registered wizards, it is not a long time.

　　 Registered wizards may have a difference in life span of 100 years depending on the difference in promotion, but most registered wizards have a long life span of more than 300 years.

　　 Forty years old, for registered wizards, it is somewhere between ordinary human teenagers and young people.

　　 was originally a magnificent age.

　　 but it was almost dusk.

　　 This left Zheng Qing speechless.

　　 so that when the owner of the house grabbed his arm and shook it, he didn't make any response.

　　 However, Dr. Dozem is not an old-fashioned nobleman who likes to tangle with red tape.

　　 He didn't care about the slight rudeness of Miss Jiang's male partner.

　　 He paid more attention to the young witch in the red robe before him.

"So, the rumors are true. You really went to Jiuyou Academy to study?" Dr. Duzem's tone was full of regret: "For a family that has been Alpha for generations, this must be a difficult choice... …Presumably the elders in your house must be very troubled by your choice."

　　 "They don't need to choose." Jiang Yu smiled slightly.

　　 When the two people exchanged greetings, Zheng Qing finally recovered and began to look carefully at the legendary genius in front of him.

Although Dr. 　　's face has many wrinkles, it is very clean, his lips are not very moustache, and his sallow cheeks are tightly attached to his cheekbones, giving a skinny feeling.

　　 He did not wear a white work hat in the study like some old-fashioned researchers, but let his silver-gray head piled on top of his head in a mess, like a neglected bird nest.

　　 Compared to his head, the thing that lacks care is his clothes.

　　The black wizard robe was washed a bit gray, and the trim on the hood disappeared, leaving only a dense string of stitches. The cuffs and elbows of the robe were polished, and there was still a stain of unknown color hanging on the collar.

　　 is like the iron gate of his house.

　　 It is difficult to say that economic difficulties are inevitable related to cleanliness. The doctor's dressing is more like a kind of raunchy madman style.

　　 But compared with the madmen who talked about lice in history, Dr. Dozem was a bit more restrained.

　　 Most registered wizards, at his age, always have a decent job. For one reason or another, the Ph.D. can only rely on the funding of the Jiang family to conduct research and survive in poverty.

　　 Life has exhausted most of his confidence.

　　 He is not very tall, maybe because of working at the desk all the time, his back is also very hunched. Standing in front of Jiang Yu, there was always a nearly flattering smile on his face.

　　 There is no such flamboyant temperament of geniuses.

　　 crooked body, humble smile, worn clothes and messy head, the whole person seems to be washed repeatedly by the long river of history, full of decadent twilight.

　　Only those silver-gray eyes, always shining brightly.

　　 "I have come here for the first time since your institute was listed." Jiang Yu continued to have a nutritious conversation with the doctor: "When I was at home, my grandmother generally did not allow me to go out."

"Haha, it is true. Zhongshan is indeed a bit far away from Phuket Island." Obviously, Dr. Duzem is not good at dealing with people, but his decades of experience still give him some experience. Looking at the eldest lady of the Jiang family in front of me:

　　 "So, what are the reasons for the two coming to the Abnormal Life Research Center? In fact, my research institute only studies abnormal forms of life...People generally dismiss normal life, right, hahaha..."

　　 To be honest, this joke is indeed a bit cold.

　　 Zheng Qing couldn't help but shudder.

　　 But good tutoring still keeps Jiang Yu smiling decently.

　　 After a few dry laughs, Dr. shut his mouth, his eyes wandering around the room.

　　 The scene was a bit awkward.

　　 Zheng Qing turned his gaze to the other corners of the room, trying his best to avoid colliding with the doctor's sight.

　　 I can see that this room is a bit messy, just like his owner.

　　 A tall full-length mirror is covered with a fuchsia blanket, but I don’t know what it is.

　　 The most conspicuous thing in the whole room is a banner, hung on the wall next to the desk, splashed with ink on a white background, and delicately framed. It is in sharp contrast with other decorations in the house.

　　 There are different fireworks written on the banner, the same splendid, no signature, no signature, it seems to be the work of an anonymous person.

　　 But this does not mean that the character is poorly written. On the contrary, Zheng Qing thinks that the character is excellent.

　　 Zheng Qing has a profound book bottom, and he can accurately judge that this character is from everyone's hands.

　　 This made him a little bit happy, and couldn't help but move under the banner.

After 　　 looked around, his attention turned a corner in the middle and was attracted away by a glass fish tank in the corner.

　　 Maybe Dr. Dozem finally noticed that the atmosphere in the room was a bit wrong,

Turning his head to look at the old servant on the side: "Constantin, the guest is here, get coffee soon."

　　 "But master, it's been a long time since my family has prepared coffee." The old servant looked at his master hesitantly.

　　 "Tea is okay!" The doctor raised his voice and increased his tone.

　　 The old servant was taken aback, nodded softly, and walked out the door.

　　 This move made the atmosphere in the room even more embarrassing.

　　 "What is this?" Zheng Qing's opening at this time just right to resolve the doctor's anxiety. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 He pointed to a bunch of small white bugs holding **** in the glass fish bowl and asked curiously.

　　 The rectangular fish tank has one person high and low. Judging by Zheng Qing's light tapping, the glass plate used to build the fish tank is also very thick. And in this sturdy fish tank, those delicate and beautiful swimming fish are not kept.

　　 The fish tank was empty, with only a layer of small black stones on the bottom of the tank.

　　 A group of small gray bugs hug together, like a volleyball, rolling down to the bottom of the tank.

　　 These bugs are motionless, as if petrified.

　　 This makes Zheng Qing very curious.

　　 "What is this?" He raised his head and looked at the owner of the house: "It looks like a bunch of small bugs."

"It's the bug... This is the corpse beetle." Dr. Duzem quickly walked to his side and dutifully explained: "They are also called burial bugs, and they are often used in the preparation of alchemical materials... You want to use a smooth bone surface in the experiment. This is an ideal tool. Most of the corpse powder is too corrosive and will damage the bone structure... These little bugs live on dead bodies, wizards, and animals. , It's okay."

　　 As he said, he clenched his fist and knocked **** the thick glass cylinder wall.

　　 A few corpse beetles crawled away slowly, revealing a wrapped white Sensen skull.

　　 looks like a baby.

　　 Zheng Qing has a kind of creepy feeling.