Hunting College

No one can naturally adapt to a new world.

Even great wizards and even legendary wizards do not have this ability or talent.

If a wizard arrives in a new world and accidentally discovers that he can exchange air machines and use magic at will without Fleck's preparation, then there is only one possibility-he has been to this world before.

And this ‘before’ should belong to a very short time category. If he was born in this world and then taken elsewhere to grow up, then he will need a little time to adapt after returning to this world.

With this premise.

With reference to the common experience of several young wizards in the Yougui Hunting Team and recent encounters, including Zheng Qing, everyone almost immediately realized where this new world designated by the school as a trial ground was.

"This is a black prison?"

Jiang Yu, who has always been calm and calm, rarely showed a bit of astonishment on his face. He subconsciously turned his head and looked out of the tent, as if he wanted to find some familiar traces in the depression and desolation outside the fence.

The thick curtain blocked her sight, but did not block her thoughts.

The astonishment on the witch's face gradually faded, but her expression became more serious, her eyes condensed, as if thinking of something, she suddenly forgot the old wizard in front of her.

Compared with this, the other wizards in the Eunuch Hunter were more surprised and excited than the other wizards.

"So that's the case." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses, showing some thoughtful expression on his face, murmured: "No wonder, I always have a strange feeling when I divination."

"This trial is more interesting than I thought."

Zhang Jixin broke his fingers habitually, and he smiled in a creaking sound: "I thought the school just casually smashed a secret hunting garden to send us away... It really is the number one university, it's bold enough."

"Damn it, I never thought I would have a chance to come in again in this life." Although Fatty Xin was cursing, he couldn't suppress the excitement under his eyes, and he almost subconsciously took out his note board and quill pen: "Does the pests of this trial hunt have anything to do with the monsters who escaped from the Battle of Black Prison? The school can rest assured that our students will'clean up'?"

The last time I came here was too sudden and left too hurriedly, that he could not fulfill the duties of a reporter. This time, he will make a good record and provide sufficient material for the school newspaper after the beginning of school.

Compared with the contemplative witch and the cheerful fat man, Zheng Qing's concern is more specific. He looked away from the map and looked at the old man Verne.

"Is this really a black prison?"

Without concealing the astonishment in his heart, he gestured with his hands and threw a series of questions: "How did the black prison become brighter? Are the two rounds of the sun not the real body of the great wizard? After the war, they did not leave? And this climate, The magic around...what about the prisoners? Are they all locked up in the black castle? Or are they dead?"

Having gone through a difficult journey in the black prison, Zheng Qing has a clearer understanding of the original barrenness of this world than the other wizards. For those who are not afraid to feed on the same kind, he can even drink magma for a bit of magic. The prisoner who chewed bones was even more impressed.

Although the landing was within the fence, some monitoring outside the tent did not find any monsters coveting flesh and blood around, nor did they find those gray-skinned and skinny prisoners.

Although there are thick clouds above the head, the light of heaven and earth is like a rainy season on Phuket Island, and the brightness is different from the original darkness of the black prison.

Not to mention beyond the fence, the small river is turbulent, between the heaven and the earth, the magic is full, and there is a burst of vitality everywhere.

It is in sharp contrast with the dark, barren, and scarce world in Zheng Qing's impression.

It's no wonder that he couldn't be sure of his guess until now.

A series of questions rushed to his face. Even if he was trained as an old man of Verne, he was stunned for a while. After a long while, he recovered his senses, sighed slightly, and looked at the young wizards in front of him with subtle eyes.

"This is indeed the original dark world."

The old man first affirmed Zheng Qing and others' guesses, but did not immediately answer their questions. Instead, the conversation turned and he sighed: "It seems that the rumors turned out to be true... There was a rumor before the school work committee that it was dark some time ago. During the prison battle, a group of children rashly broke into the battlefield and almost made a big disaster. I didn't expect it was really you."

The word ‘almost’ is an understatement.

Zheng Qing thought of what he had done at the time, and his emotions turned a little bit darker. The witch next to her keenly sensed the boy's depression and pulled his sleeve.

"We were in the black prison, why didn't we adapt to the environment of the black prison without Fleck's preparation?" Jiang Yu did not simply comfort Zheng Qing, but asked a question he had never thought of.

Zheng Qing smiled bitterly, and the frustration between her eyebrows was also dispelled by the witch's question: "I haven't noticed if you don't mention it... Maybe the doctor knows the answer to this kind of thing."

As he said, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Xiao.

But beyond his expectation, Xiao Xiao hesitated for a moment, and shook his head: "I'm not sure... I think it should be related to the battle that took place in the black prison at that time."

Several young wizards looked at Old Man Verne together.

"This question involves some deep reasoning of dimensional theory."

The old man did not refuse the advice of the young wizards. He raised his right index finger and pointed upwards, like a patient professor: "When you enter the black prison, this world has turned into a huge battlefield... The drastic changes of magic power far exceed the differences in the ordinary world. From time to cause and effect, many dimensions are moistened by the aura of those great wizards, great monsters, and legendary beings. In other words, they subjectively allow you Free entry and exit. The world objectively refuses outsiders to enter."

It does sound a bit difficult.

But Zheng Qing immediately realized another contradiction reflected in this answer~www.wuxiaspot.com~According to this principle, what we were adapting to was the aura of the great wizards or legendary wizards, and did not really adapt to the aura of the dark world? "

The young public student frowned and slowly chewed his confusion: "This also means that when we come to this world again, we should re-prepare for Fleck just like everyone else."

"Theoretically." The old man laughed, as if you were still too young: "The question is, do you think the world in front of you is the same as the black **** you came to?"

Of course it's not the same!

The last time I came to this world, my eyes were dark, the world was like a desert, and the skinny and skinny prisoners were timid and ferocious; but when I came to this world again, although the sky was still a little gloomy, the scenery still looked deserted, but the world exudes vitality. Like the early spring seedlings, it is very different from before.

"The difference between them stems from the battle that broke out between wizards and demons a few months ago." Verne Old Man's Cage started to briefly explain the reasons for these changes.