Hunting College

　　 The guests at the Green Grocery Store come and go, and it is very lively.

　　 did not affect the two young Jiuyou students deep in the shop.

　　 Dr. Xiao Da always held his notebook forever, writing and drawing, it seems that apart from this matter, there is nothing else that can attract his attention.

　　 While Zheng Qing leaned against the sales counter, unplugged the shorthand quill pens for sale from the "Christmas Tree" one by one, and then dipped them in the ink beside them, one by one, patiently trying them out.

　　 This kind of ‘meticulous’ buying attitude eventually aroused the impatience of the next big doctor.

"It's already 12:30, and there is still an hour and a half before class in the afternoon." Dr. Xiao Da raised his head and urged: "You should remember that we will have a meeting for the establishment of a society at noon... My notice to others. It’s all 12:45, which means you still have fifteen minutes to buy your shorthand pen, and then go back to the dorm."

"Others?" Zheng Qing's thinking obviously did not follow the doctor's expectations. His attention naturally deviated to other directions: "Who else did you notify? Is it Mr. Sima? By the way, what happened to Mr. Sima in the end? In reply to you..."

　　 This question hit the doctor's sore spot.

　　 His face turned dark immediately.

"The fat man and Dylan in the dormitory, Zhang Jixin in our class, the blue bird in the Star Academy, and Lin Guo in the Alpha Academy." Xiao Xiao snorted and replied self-consciously: "And the little monk of Atlas Shi Yuan...He has other things that he can't come to today, but he is willing to sign on the draft of our association."

"So many people!" The shorthand quill held up by Zheng Qing stopped in mid-air, looking very surprised: "I mean, we are just running a small club, and we can get into the school hunting club...does it take so much trouble? ?"

　　 "It seems that you really didn't pay attention to this matter at all." Xiao Xiao asserted unceremoniously, with an unusually dissatisfied tone.

　　 Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly, and defended: "We only discussed this matter last night..."

"According to the requirements of the Association of Associations, any association established at the First University must have members covering four colleges... This is not only the original intention of the Association of Associations, but also the practice of the concept of'unity' advocated by the First University. Xiao Xiao sighed, but still patiently explained: "In addition, all members of the sponsoring society must also be present when applying for defense..."

"It sounds complicated." Zheng Qing re-stuffed the brown quill in his hand between the branches. While looking at the quill of other colors, he shook his head and sighed: "I knew it earlier. Just join a club..."

"The more important thing is time." Xiao Xiao didn't elaborate on the conditions for the establishment of the association, but instead focused on another matter, emphasizing: "Time arrangement and planning... if nothing happens. , The school will hold the opening ceremony of the hunting moon on Friday. We must submit the relevant application today, and then urge the association of associations to respond as soon as possible, and strive to respond to the application on Wednesday, so that we have one day to plan the hunting Matters related to the month."

"Time is tight, and the task is arduous." Zheng Qing brushed his fingers over the feathers on the tip of the tree, smacked his lips, then raised his head and asked: "What I am more curious about is that Lin Guo actually agreed to this matter...Did you? Didn't you mention to him our ultimate goal of forming a new society?"

　　 "If you mean participating in the rookie hunting game, then I should have explained to him." Xiao Xiaoman replied casually: "He didn't object to it."

"He actually agreed!" Zheng Qing immediately looked at Dr. Xiao Da with admiration: "I originally thought you just understood a little bit more, but I didn't expect that eloquence was so good... I think that after the patrol, Linguo shortly Dou will not touch anything about demons or hunting anymore."

"It's not that my eloquence is good... In fact, I didn't waste any saliva. This is Lin Guo's own decision." Xiao Xiao shook his head with an expression of admiration on his face: "Although he is relatively young, he grew up. The determination is much stronger than most adult wizards in this school..."

"The determination to grow? If he is really determined to grow, he should give up that ridiculous timeline." Zheng Qing shook his head in disapproval, finally determined the goal, and pulled one from the third branch of the'Christmas tree' The green quill pen dipped in the ink tank, then dropped it on the white paper next to it, and then pinched a hand.

The green quill immediately jumped up the elegant waltz, leaving a string of beautiful swashes in the blank space-every horizontal line has to bend several times, and every word is written like a flower. Font.

　　 Zheng Qing finally shook his head and gave up this elegant green feather after a difficult analysis.

"Although the Honghu feathers are beautiful, they are not suitable for real shorthand occasions." Xiao Xiao stood aside and pointed casually: "Maybe you should choose the tail feathers of the blue bird... Ah, Lin Guo's timeline, I remember you mentioned it. , His very special timeline... Maybe he has buried the Saturday incident deep in his memory, so he can get rid of those negative effects."

Zheng Qing pulled out a red quill pen from the branch again. Hearing the words, he couldn't help sighing: "It must be admitted that this special talent that can adjust the timeline is very useful at certain times... but it means huge risk."

　　 disrupting time in consciousness, reordering things according to their priorities, and owning the world in its own right, it sounds very remarkable.

　　 However, in the morning, after Professor Yao re-understood the concepts of dimension and dimension line in the magical philosophy class of Professor Yao, Zheng Qing finally realized the impropriety of Lin Guo's concept of time.

"According to the dimensional theory, each of us is a collection of information composed of countless dimensions, and the time dimension runs through our lives." Zheng Qing inserted the red feather pen back and replaced it with a cyan feather pen. , And then drew a few thin lines that intersect the real and the virtual on the paper, explaining: “The timeline of our memory, although in a sense, belongs to the category of the'virtual dimension', but this does not mean that it can be free Break it up and reorganize it."

　　 "Do you mean the transformation effect of ‘virtual dimension’ between ‘non-dimensional’ and ‘real dimension’?" Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, his tone a little serious.

"Bingo!" Zheng Qing drew his fingers in the air, watching the cyan quill leave a string of clear and neat lines on the white paper, nodding his head repeatedly: "Consciousness will eventually affect reality... We live in In this magical world, it should not be clear about the hazards... Maybe I should find a chance to talk to Professor Yao.

"Ling Guo is a student of Alpha, and also a genius that the school pays attention to... Do you need to remind the dean of Jiuyou Academy?" Xiao Xiao shook his head disapprovingly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in case they were true Didn't you notice? Zheng Qing asked back, and finally made up his mind, beckoning to the elf sitting at the tip of the "Christmas Tree": "Tomorrow I'm going to Professor Yi's office, maybe I can mention this to him. "

　　 Xiao Xiao closed his notebook without refuting it.

　　 The little elf at the tip of the tree was waiting to fall asleep. Seeing the guests waved, he finally lifted up his spirits, flicked his wings, and slid down the treetops.

"Xie Xi!" She hummed a cheerful tone with a fine voice, spread the long kraft paper manifest in front of the guests, and then looked at the shorthand pen that Zheng Qing chose, and quickly placed it on a certain position on the list. Click it.

　　 Before the young public-sponsored student could come back to his senses, there was a flash before his eyes, and a bundle of cyan feather pens bound with five-color silk ties appeared on the kraft paper.

　　 "Chenghui, one silver horn and five coppers." The witch wearing a pointed hat reappeared in front of the two young men in a blink of an eye, and opened her palms with a smile.

　　 Zheng Qing shrugged, and strenuously grabbed a large amount of copper from his gray cloth bag.

　　 "I forgot to bring the silver corners." He smiled suddenly, placing the coppers one by one on the sales counter in a long line.

　　 Xiao Xiao quietly stepped back, drowning himself in the crowds of the grocery store.

　　 The witch wearing a pointed hat took a deep breath, did not speak, and continued to have a kind smile on her face.