Hunting College

It turned out that the dream that Zhang Jixin had in the divination class was a very standard precognition dream.

After Zheng Qing returned to the dormitory in the evening, he received a paper crane from the red-faced wizard, confirming the school hunting team's intention to cooperate with You Sin in the final.

So, the ball rolled to Zheng Qing's feet.

That night, the young public fee student tossed and turned on his six-poster bed, unable to sleep at night, carefully mulling over the pros and cons of choosing which ally to choose—to be vertical or horizontal, the question was no easier than life or death.

In other words, the choice of this matter actually determines the 'survival' or 'death' of the Guilty Hunters in the final.

Early the next morning, Xiao Xiao, who got up for morning class, was startled by Zheng Qing's dark circles under his eyes.

"Are you sure you want to go to morning class?"

The fortune-teller poking at his captain's pale face, a little worried: "If you go out like this, I feel that you will die suddenly somewhere at any time...Did you have a nightmare last night?"

"what?"

Zheng Qing stared at Xiao Xiao in confusion, and it took a long while to react: "Oh, it's not... It's a matter of who you are cooperating with... We are all familiar with the people in the fringe hunting team, but they are a little weak... Think about it in reverse. , the strength is so weak and it still squeezes into the finals, which means good luck... Brother Xin said that the final winners of many hunting competitions depend on luck... But the concept of luck is too vague to measure, who knows that they will advance to the finals. Did you run out of luck in the process?"

This way of thinking is old-fashioned.

Fatty Xin was also awakened by the discussion between the two of them. He propped himself up and barely opened his eyes. Hearing this, he couldn't help interrupting, "Since it's so entangled, why don't you choose the school hunting team? Let's take the second place... "

"A big deal?"

Zheng Qing let out a weak laugh: "It's the best result, we can take the second place... Cooperate with a group of hunting teams that usually don't have much interaction, not to mention tacit understanding or trust... Just he is strong and I am weak, it is a big deal. The problem...what if we got into trouble along the way and they pushed us out to top the tank and ran away?"

"Can you sign a contract in advance?" The fat wizard tried to patch up his suggestion.

"Ordinary contracts are not very binding. It is not ruled out that the school hunting team's masters have a way to bypass the contract; the advanced contracts are too wasteful. It's just a school hunting competition, and you can't lose your pants."

Having said that, Zheng Qing stopped, rubbed his face, and then continued to analyze: "...and I heard that the masters in the school hunting team are very temperamental, how can you be sure that they are willing to sign a contract with us? Take a step back. , even if they are willing to sign a contract, we have to consider cooperating with the school hunting team, and we may be attacked by other hunting teams... The bosses of the school hunting team may be able to retreat, how about us?"

The latter question is really tricky.

The school hunting team is indeed the most powerful hunting team in the first university, but it does not mean that it is invincible. Including the Jiuyou hunting team and the Alpha hunting team, every year in the campus cup, the hunting teams of the four colleges will be exhausted. Brains try to beat the school hunters, and there's no shortage of successes—even among many students at the school, beating the school hunters is more bragging than winning the school cup.

Cooperating with the school hunting team means that You Sin will be attacked by other powerful teams at any time.

"This doesn't work either, that doesn't work either, you can decide for yourself." The fat wizard was dizzy, leaned back, and snored again after a short while.

Zheng Qing took the hot towels handed by the elves, wiped his face vigorously, and suddenly felt much more awake.

Xiao Xiao gave his captain a pitying look, thankful that he didn't need to make up his own mind: "It's really difficult... The point is, we still don't know what clues the edge or the school hunting team got... In case they are not 'spoons' , it's more troublesome."

The young public fee student let out a whimper and agreed.

The fortune-teller tightened his belt and finally confirmed: "Since you don't go to the morning class...why do you still go to the morning class? Do you need to take a leave of absence from you? You will sleep in the dormitory in the morning."

This Wednesday, the first session of Magic History in the morning, the teacher is Sima Yangyun, Zheng Qing believes that Xiao Xiao can definitely help him get a fake note.

"Forget it, it's not good to be absent from school during this time."

The young public fee student finally shook his head: "It's a big deal to use Zhang Sober Talisman... Well, in case I doze off in class, you cover up a little... Don't be deducted by Sima."

With the help of Sober Talisman and Xiao Xiao, Zheng Qing did not nap in the Magic History class. But even magic has marginally diminishing effects in resisting drowsiness.

In the afternoon magical biology class, Zheng Qing was finally defeated by the natal supernatural powers released by the sleepy bugs.

Huh, huh.

He was purring sweetly, and vaguely dreamed that he was riding a huge black cat, wielding a rune gun, and chasing a few vaguely-shaped monsters in the silent forest. When he saw the monster's back in the distance, he raised the rune in his hand. The gun, after pulling the trigger hard, not only did the rune shot from the barrel not shatter those monsters, but instead circled in mid-air and smashed heavily on his arm.

hiss!

Feeling that his arm was about to break, the young public fee student hissed and finally woke up from his sleep. Looking around, he realized that he was still in class, and it wasn't a certain ball that UU Reading www.uukanshu.com poked in his arm. Rune bullet, but Jiang Yu's quill tip.

On the podium, Gan Ning, a lecturer in magical biology, smiled at the wizard who had just woken up.

Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly and glanced at the witch beside him.

The witch sat upright in her seat with a stern face, taking class notes seriously—even though today's class was teaching an old-fashioned three-headed dog.

Different from the divination professor, the magic biology lecturer taught well, and strictly followed the outline to arrange the schedule, and never overstepped the rules. He didn't say a few more words in class, like a robot chanting the boring content in the lecture notes:

"...When faced with a three-headed dog, a musical instrument or a small piece of bread are very effective means, they can divert the attention of the three heads to the greatest extent... The difference is that music can make the three-headed dog Indulge in addiction, and a small piece of bread can make the three heads of the three-headed dog quarrel... As the so-called 'Sinan's ladle, cast to the ground, its guide'."

"Traditionally, most people believe that the ancient wizards used 'Sinan' for pointing and divination... But modern shaman theory overturns this view... A lot of evidence shows that 'Sinan' is more like a collection of concepts, both 'astrological phenomena' 'The manifestation of this complex concept in reality also represents a certain principle that wizards follow in practice... In the sentence 'Li Sinan Yi Duan Chao Xi', ' Duan Chao Xi ' refers to correcting one's position and making it clear. Its own program, not simply indicating the direction..."

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ps, I double-checked it, and the last two paragraphs are not wrong _(:з"∠)_ surprised me.