Hunting College

It is two and three in the morning.

There are nearly two hours before the end of the patrol mission tonight.

"Snapped!"

Zheng Qing firmly closed the cover of the pocket watch in his hand, propped up on the patrol stick, and moved on.

When the burning anger quietly subsided, what remained in the embers was the result of sleepiness and deliberation.

Mike King Seprano left quietly after a brief exchange with Zheng Qing. Although he vaguely expressed some threats at the end of the conversation, Zheng Qing couldn't refuse his proposal.

According to Seprano's meaning, Zheng Qing only needs to participate in the school hunting club one month later, and then win the rookie competition, helping the vice chairman of the Alpha College Student Union to make a lot of money in the gambling game set up by the Alpha College Student Union. Written off.

It must be admitted that Seprano's requirements are very high.

Although Zheng Qing still knows nothing about the school hunting club, the freshman competition, etc., it does not prevent him from comprehending the meaning from the line. It must be very difficult to stand out among the thousands of freshmen in the first university.

But I have to say that if Seprano really keeps his promise, then this free and cost-effective condition is very worthy of Zheng Qing's efforts.

In any case, the pig demon on the bluestone road of Damingfang finally broke down, and after all, he had an inseparable relationship with Zheng Qing.

Every time he thinks of a living life sinking into the darkness, it is very likely to encounter a tragic future, and he plays a certain role in it, Zheng Qing always has a knot in his heart.

This matter was fermenting in his heart, and every time he thought of it, it was always disturbing.

Because he always remembered a story when he was thinking about it.

At that time, Zheng Qing was just entering junior high school and was always talking about keeping a small pet. One day, his classmates called him and said that a kitten wanted to be fostered with him for a few days.

"This little guy has been on the lawn downstairs in my house for several days. It rained last night. I saw this morning, hey, the demo is shaking too much in the grass nest...looks weird. I know. You like it, so I brought it to you."

Seeing Zheng Qing's struggling eyes, his classmate quickly added: "Just stay in your foster care for a week, and I will find a host and send it back."

In the end, Zheng Qing left the kitten.

A black pet bag and a few packets of fish-flavored cat food that the classmate just bought were left behind.

It is a gray-white idyllic cat.

Zheng Qing has gradually lost his mind about the specific appearance of the kitten. The deepest impression left in his mind is thinness, timidity, and big bright eyes.

"This must be a domestic cat, but it was just lost." His classmate complained angrily afterwards: "According to my uncle's words, this person is living too badly now. Without the diamond, he insisted. Porcelain work...Anyway is life, if you say you lose it, you lose it."

When Zheng Qing heard this, he could only nod again and again.

That kitten really looked like a tutor. It was silent, barking and disturbing, and he knew to go to the bathroom. Every time he finished eating the cat food on the plate, he hid under the sofa, letting Zheng Qing tease in every possible way and resolutely refused to go out.

Once, Zheng Qing wanted to raise it for a lifetime.

But every time I think about the various details of raising cats, such as epidemic prevention, such as cleaning, such as sanitation and other miscellaneous items, they are discouraged.

So the kitten was picked up by the classmate after staying in Zheng Qing's house for ten months.

It seemed that he knew that he was going to be thrown out of the house again, the kitten was particularly frightened.

Wailing, hiding, when Zheng Qing fished it out from under the sofa, he could clearly feel its thin body trembling.

That feeling will never be forgotten in a lifetime.

This is murder. He said this to himself from the bottom of his heart, but still hardened his heart and gave the leather cage with the kitten to his classmate.

The cage was filled with newly bought cat food, and he wanted to use these things to make up for the feeling of debt in his heart.

Later, every time he saw Ye Gonghaolong's story, Zheng Qing always felt inexplicably ashamed.

Zheng Qing is very clear about the family background of that classmate.

Although it's not bad, his family will never allow another kitten to be adopted. And the cost of foster care in a pet shop is not affordable for two underage students.

Zheng Qing never dared to ask about the kitten's later situation.

Maybe a kind-hearted person really adopted it, or maybe it was sent to the pet shop by his classmates. But most likely, this kitten will drag its weak body, wandering in the corner of a certain community, quietly looking at this dirty world.

It would be great if I could be more responsible.

Zheng Qing always sighed secretly in the dead of night, and then tried to forget this unhappy memory.

The pig demon in Damingfang, from an unknown corner, evoked his dusty memories.

They are all the same innocent lives, all sunk into darkness with their own participation. Maybe he is not the executioner, but what is the difference between a bloodied knife and a tight clean rope?

But please peace of mind.

With a mind full of wild thoughts and dragging his tired body, Zheng Qing limped over the linden tree and returned to the clearing deep in the woods.

Although the battle with the leader of the murloc not long ago was very short, it was extremely dangerous.

When the hormones secreted by the adrenal glands fade away, muscle soreness, fatigue, and listlessness follow.

What's more, his foot was crippled because of the wrong posture when he fell to the ground.

This makes Zheng Qing lack of interest in the patrol mission for the next two hours. The only thing he wants to do now is to hug his little fox in a comfortable bed and sleep well all day and night.

Oh, little fox is not allowed to enter the student dormitory.

Oh, tomorrow afternoon, no, today is Sunday, and this afternoon I will go to the library to help Elena with talisman tuition.

So it is impossible for him to sleep with the little fox all day.

Thinking that such a simple wish could not be realized, Zheng Qing's spirit became more and more wilting.

"Brother Qing is back!" Ling Guo's voice came from not far away, looking very cheerful: "You are the only one left...Have you caught the big fish monster?"

"The murloc, not the murloc." The old man Verne snorted: "It's all college students, you need to be careful when you talk. If you talk so nonsense in front of the murlocs and are dragged down to Linzhong Lake and drowned half to death, Don't blame them for not giving face."

"Almost~www.wuxiaspot.com~Zheng Qing grinned reluctantly and shook his head: "I didn't catch it. "

"It's okay, I've already caught a little bit here anyway." Lingo paused, comforting, waving the stick in his hand and whimpering.

The dim moonlight mixed with the light of the wind lanterns, illuminating the clearing very brightly.

The debris that was originally scattered on the ground has been neatly placed on the open space by the fruit, and they are sorted into categories, which can be seen at a glance.

And not far from these debris, the four-headed murloc fainted in the grass. The white belly and the round scales were shining brightly to the onlookers, snoring like thunder.

The old man Verne stood beside the murlocs holding his wooden staff with a straight face.

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