Hunting College

The Campus Work Committee of the First University has equipped a group of elves in every classroom of the main teaching building to serve as school workers for cleaning between classes. ?≠

Because of the inconsistency in the size of the classroom, the number of elves is also different. Small classrooms usually have only three to five, while large lecture classrooms will have more than ten elves.

6o1 east of the main church building occupies the most light-lit area on the east side of the sixth floor. Although the classroom is only medium in size, at the moment, there are about twenty little elves sitting on the wooden frame along the blackboard.

Only seven or eight of these elves are wearing the gray uniforms of the school committee, and the other elves are still wearing green veil.

These casually dressed elves were brought by Zheng Qing.

According to Dr. Duzem's request, when the elves are awake, they need to undergo a simple physical examination every two hours and record them for follow-up visits.

For the sake of convenience, Zheng Qing simply bought a large schoolbag and converted it into an elf home, carrying it around in various classrooms every day.

When these elves came to the classroom, they would leave the big schoolbag and look for the school elves in the classroom to play.

This spell lesson is no exception.

After Professor Yao summoned the gorilla, the cowardly little elves hulled away behind the thick pile of handouts on the desk.

Facing their protest of ‘xixi, xixi’, Lao Yao just smiled and bit his pipe, pretending not to hear.

After Li Meng was stunned by the spell, the school elves were the first to rush up.

"Xie Xi, Xi Xi!"

Seven or eight elves in gray uniforms shrank their heads and shook their bodies while blocking their bodies between the gorilla and Li Meng. After Zheng Qing's little elf hesitated for a moment, he flashed behind him and tried to push him towards Li Meng.

Zheng Qing was taken aback, Jiang Yu and Professor Yao had already trot a few steps and came to Li Meng's side.

The other students in the class also reacted in a moment, and crowded forward in chaos.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze." Monitor Downton shouted in the crowd: "Leave some space, patients need fresh air!"

It's just that no one responded to his call, and everyone still tried to squeeze forward, talking quietly and eagerly about the fainted little witch.

Not long after the wandering incident, many students who participated in the party still remembered that the genius girl who poured in alcohol was a legendary spirit witch.

Could it be a sequelae from the last treatment?

Many people are speculating and discussing.

Professor Yao frowned, looked at Li Meng's expression, carefully flipped through her eyelids, and gently flipped through a few pages of the Dharma book, finally letting out a sigh of relief in the green halo flowing out of the Dharma book.

"It's okay, it's okay." He nodded to Jiang Yu, then looked at the other students: "Keep aside."

The students hurried to make a large area for Old Yao.

The gorilla squatting in front of the podium seemed to know that he was in trouble. He stood on tiptoe, moved cautiously to the corner of the classroom, poked his head, and looked at the fainted little witch.

"It's just that I didn't breathe correctly. I was held back by the spell." Old Yao took out a small round metal box from his arms and unscrewed it. Inside was some fine olive-green powder.

Then he curled his little finger and used his nails to pick out a little powder from the box and put it under Li Meng's nose.

A few seconds later, Li Meng awoke from sneezing.

"That's not good, so courageous, how to deal with monsters. Haha..." The old Yao who stood up seemed to be a little embarrassed, he said with a smile while he said: "Be sure to pay attention to the way of breathing when chanting a spell... This is a middle school curriculum, you should all have some foundation."

Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously.

Next to him, Li Meng had red eyes, sneezing one after another.

"All retreat, retreat." Old Yao waved his hand and drove the students back to their original positions: "Student Li Meng made a wrong spellcasting just now, so is anyone volunteering..."

Before the words fell, Jiang Yu stepped forward and stood up.

"I'll do it." She put her hand behind her head, three or two times, twisted the long black band into a simple updo, with a cold face, looked at the gorilla shrinking in the corner of the classroom, and said: "I will try ."

Professor Yao gave a dry laugh, shook his fingers, and greeted the gorilla to stand in front of the stage again.

The gorilla scratched his chin and whipped it up.

"I just said that I don't have a high school foundation. Why don't the professor ignore me?" Zheng Qing bumped against Xiao Xiao next to him, and complained: "Is there anything special about breathing when chanting?"

"Follow the way you breathe in the morning exercise." Xiao Xiao replied simply, flipping through his notebook, without raising his head.

"What happened to these elves just now, I saw them so brave for the first time." Zheng Qing rubbed his fingers against the elves who were lying on his shoulders, and slammed Xiao again.

This time, Xiao Xiao finally couldn't open his notebook seriously.

He raised his head angrily and glared at Zheng Qing. It was not until the young public servant looked away embarrassedly that he replied angrily: "This is one of the reasons why they are considered non-independent intelligent lives by wizards."

"When the alchemists created the first elves, they set a priority in their logic. The life of the wizard was at the forefront of this priority. Any group of elves must first ensure the safety of the wizard's life."

"There is no way to circumvent the logical flaws of the thinking process, or even to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, so it is not an independent intelligent life."

"Too inhumane!" Zheng Qing's eyes widened.

"Are you preaching to a group of elves?" Xiao Xiao mocked.

Zheng Qing felt that this sentence was a bit familiar.

"On the special plane back then, these little elves..." Zheng Qing tilted his head slightly, showing it with his eyes, and asked Xiao Xiao vaguely why his group of little elves did not protect the female attendant.

"It is estimated that the banshee is too fast." Xiao Xiao simply analyzed.

Zheng Qing was silent.

Before the podium, Jiang Yu had already opened his cyan-covered book in front of the gorilla.

The classroom was quiet again.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the confronting two sides in the middle of the classroom.

At the table, Professor Yao nodded and signaled to start.

The silver-backed gorilla buckled its fingers and stood ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ grinning, showing its hideous fangs, and a threatening roar from his throat.

Jiang Yu stroked the book and chuckled softly: "Ge Zhitanxi, apply it to this dog!"

A stream of light flowed out from the book, overflowing in the void.

Several thumb-thick vines emerged out of thin air around the gorilla, twisted to make a thick hemp rope, and then followed its stiff joints and gaps like a living thing, trapping it in place.

Just as the gorilla opened his mouth to growl, a thick vine stalked viciously.

Zheng Qing couldn't bear to look a little, and moved his gaze downwards, and suddenly saw a sharp painful vine bypassing the back and bottom of the orangutan.

"These sisters are too cruel." Next to him, Fatty Xin cautiously hummed to Duan Xiaojian.

But the **** worshipped, and chanted in a low and affectionate voice: "Oh, Your Majesty!"

Zheng Qing turned around and gave up the idea of ​​comment. 8