Hunting College

Vol 5 Chapter 157: training plan

Remember [New] for a second,! Compared with Zhang Jixin and Fatty Xin's blatant 'rebellion', Xiao Xiao's 'gentle criticism' was more severe and put more pressure on young public students.

He coughed twice, his eyes wandered, and he lingered on the dining table.

The plate in front of the fat wizard was empty, and the young Gong Feisheng immediately greeted the waiter elf and gave him a few more braised pig feet; when the elder's millet porridge was finished, Gong Feisheng hurriedly pushed the white fungus soup next to him.

Xiao Xiao put down the knife and fork in his hand, and at the same time stopped Zheng Qing from adding food to himself, indicating that he was full.

"Do you need me to twist on the spot?" The captain of the Guilty Hunting Squad obediently helped the fortuneteller pick up the dinner plates and cutlery, and asked with a smile.

Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes and hiccupped.

"I do not need it, thank you."

The short wizard sighed tiredly, took off his glasses, wiped his lenses, put on his glasses, and said again: "...Elder is going to find a venue for our recovery training."

Zhang Jixin, who had just snatched a braised pig's feet from Fatty Xin's bowl, gnawed at the bones while nodding his head full of oil, his mouth whimpering loudly.

"Recovery...training?"

Zheng Qing repeated this easy-to-understand word, hesitated for a moment, and finally raised his confusion carefully: "I remember we said earlier that the hunting team will hold a summary meeting during this time, and there will be trials to review the black prison. Will there be experience... do we still need training?"

The last rhetorical question, he seemed very confident, and his voice was a little louder.

Xiao Xiao looked at the wizard with an idiot look: "Replay is replay, and restorative training is restorative training. Experience is turned into resources through constant practice... I want to write on parchment by writing It is wishful thinking to truly understand what we have achieved on the battlefield of the Black Prison by writing and painting.”

"Then when are we going to do that, recovery training?" Zheng Qing still held a glimmer of hope in his heart when he thought of the pile of homework he had just accumulated after two classes during the day.

"Night, after nine o'clock."

The fortune-teller who blamed the crime had obviously planned everything for a long time. With his hands wet with water, he scratched on the table a few times: "You participated in the night patrol of Linzhong Lake for almost the entire school year, and it didn't affect your homework and studies. So I think it is very reasonable to arrange the recovery training at night... and it can also strengthen our hunting team's night combat capability and make up for our shortcomings to a certain extent..."

Having said that, he turned his head to look at the elder and the fat wizard sternly, and added: "The rest of the team also agrees with this arrangement."

Zhang Jixin and Xin hurriedly nodded and said yes.

"I want to sleep a little longer at night!"

Zheng Qing mourned silently, his lips wriggled for a moment, and finally bowed his head helplessly, and accepted the fortune-teller's plan in dejection.

"Where is the training ground?" the young public fee student murmured.

"My brother came out with a semi-abandoned small hunting ground." Zhang Jixin threw the bones aside, wiped his hands, wiped his mouth, and looked reserved: "I heard that it was used by the Judgment Hunting Team during training before... ...The school is planning to reopen, and we have been in a hurry in the past few months."

"Meaning, that hunting ground is only used by our hunting team?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What about the cost? How to calculate the cost? The store has to stock up on the hunting season, which will take up a lot of liquidity!"

It is not easy to find a hunting ground that can be trained at any time before the school hunting party starts - even if it is only a small semi-abandoned hunting ground.

"How fresh!" The red-faced wizard rubbed the tip of his nose and raised his chin: "If I've worked so hard to find a hunting ground and still need to huddle with other hunting teams, need to arrange time, and need to spend money, then I'll find a hunting ground. What's the point of my brother?"

This makes me **** off.

"Hard work, hard work!" The captain of the crime hunting team smiled, grabbed Zhang Jixin's big hand, and shook it vigorously: "Everyone will not forget your contribution..."

"Contribution is nothing." Zhang Jixin pulled his hand back, scratched his head, and showed a little embarrassment on his face: "Only one point... My brother mentioned it when he arranged the hunting ground for me, let's not put it away. The hunting ground is destroyed... Said that it is the property of the school, and it will be punished if it is destroyed."

"how come!"

Zheng Qing vowed and patted his chest: "There will never be any accident! Moreover, just a simple training for the hunting team, how can it destroy the hunting ground?"

As soon as the words came out, the other three wizards around the table glanced at him.

"I don't have that much confidence." Fatty Xin muttered and hiccupped: "Hiccup... I only know that when I follow the scumbag, there will always be all kinds of bad luck."

"For example, the current Augustus was shot half to death." Xiao Xiao nodded.

"Didn't the hunting committee forbid me to use the rune gun?" Zheng Qing was a little annoyed. These guys were talking about this in his ears every day. Did he want to shoot Seprano to death at that time?

"Another example is the Black Prison Castle..." Zhang Ji had lingering fears, and looked at Zheng Qing's hands anxiously, as if the next moment the young Gong Feisheng would grab a touch of bright red and hit him on the head with a stick.

"I'll stress it again," Zheng Qing gritted his teeth and burst out the words he had repeated countless times between his teeth: "That was really an accident!"

"That's right, that's it." The red-faced wizard nodded hastily: "That's what my brother means... Don't have any accidents!"

Yes, it was rounded in.

Zheng Qing glared at him angrily, pushed away the cutlery in front of him, got up and urged, "I'm done eating? Hurry up and do homework after eating! There will be hunting team training at night!"

But at the same time, he thought of the little snake hiding in the eyes of his ears, and thought of its "demonstration" in the ward, and suddenly felt a little guilty again.

"There aren't any dangerous creatures in that half-abandoned hunting ground." He looked at Zhang Jixin, and his tone was a little milder.

"Dangerous creatures?"

Zhang Jixin was stunned for a few seconds~www.wuxiaspot.com~ frowned: "Theoretically, there is no... My brother told me that the biggest prey in that hunting ground is a group of Gaitrassi, and we will never meet them. More dangerous magical creatures."

"What?" Zheng Qing didn't hear the strange name clearly.

"Gatetracy, a magical creature native to northern England, um, probably around Lincolnshire and Yorkshire." Dr. Xiao Da naturally inserted this dialogue: "It is a dog-like creature with a tail and a tail. A dark creature with split ends, pale skin and fur, fast and dangerous...I always thought it was related to the Swallowtail."

"Just because of its forked tail?"

"It is clear."

"So, the most dangerous thing in that hunting ground is a group of dogs, right." Zheng Qing seemed to cheer himself up and nodded: "We will bring edamame when we train... It has the blood of the Tindalosian Hound. It has a certain innate pressure on ordinary canine magical creatures!"

"I think it is more reliable to lead the group than to take the edamame." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and gave his own advice: "I doubt that the dog will play with those Gatracy."

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