Hunting College

　　 "Good noon, everyone, the cafeteria has prepared delicious meals for you, and you are welcome to choose. If necessary, please follow the corridor to room 3 for dinner."

　　 "When you leave the seat, please adjust the seat to the normal position. You can bring your pet into the restaurant at the same time."

"For the convenience of you and others, please pick up dishes in order and have a civilized meal. Students with pets please take care of your friends. Pets are strictly prohibited in the restaurant. Before picking up the meal, you can ask the elf for tableware; after the meal, please Return the tableware to the elf, thank you for your cooperation."

　　 At noon, the flight attendant's gentle announcement came from the cabin broadcast. Zheng Qing couldn't wait to put away the small table and rubbed his stomach.

　　 He is indeed hungry.

　　Although he has always been safe and casual at home, only he himself knows the tension and anxiety in his heart.

　　 Just before the last meal before departure, he only ate three or five dumplings at home, then drank half a bowl of millet porridge with side dishes, and then put his chopsticks in.

　　 Under Professor Zheng's stern gaze, he barely ate another boiled egg.

　　 Until now, that meal has been digested early.

"Go together, go together, go eat together!" Li Meng waved her small fist and exclaimed happily: "I've long wanted to try the buffet on the plane. I heard from my cousin that the buffet on this plane is very good to eat!"

　　 "Where is your cousin? Don't you ask her to go with her?" Zheng Qing stood up and looked around.

"Her home is in Beta Town." Li Meng mentioned that her cousin seemed to be a little depressed: "This year Nine Colleges only recruited two public-sponsored students. The cousin ranked third in grades and did not get a publicly funded quota. So all summer. Lock yourself in the tower and experiment."

　　 "That is to say, only the top two freshmen in the college entrance examination score this year are public-sponsored students?" Zheng Qing's heart began to cheer, and he did not expect that he would become the legendary schoolmaster! He grinned and wanted to share his achievements with his new friends.

"My sister said, when school starts, find the two people ranked in front of her to fight!" Li Meng clenched her small fist, looked at the two people next to her, and said viciously: "You two will join me and cheer for my sister! Squeeze those two brats to death."

　　 Zheng Qinggan laughed, dismissed the idea of ​​showing off his achievements, and held Poseidon in his arms tightly.

　　 "Of course, if you are the first, I can say something nice to my sister and let you go." Li Meng hesitated for a moment, pouting to Xiao Xiao.

　　 "I can't thank you enough." Xiao Xiao perfunctorily put the old tortoise in his arms into his pocket.

　　 Zheng Qing pinches teeth flowers, hesitating to tell Li Meng that he is the second-ranked public student.

　　 In the aisle, a few young wizards in straight robes passed by.

　　 A strong fragrance penetrated Zheng Qing's nose. He couldn't help but sneezed a few times and sprayed out all the pleasing things he had just organized to say to Li Meng, and he completely forgot.

　　 "What's this smell, it smells like my neighbor's French poodle." Li Meng wrinkled his nose and sneezed.

"Calvin Early Summer. Nina's main men's perfume this summer is more popular among young noble wizards. Fresh and wild orange notes. A light pat on the side of the neck will bring a refreshing orange fragrance, which is very suitable for warmth like jade. A warm man. If you spray directly on your body, the aroma interacts with your clothes, and it will produce a pungent aroma, and the effect is very scum. Just like what you smell, it is no different from a poodle that has been rolling in an incense bucket. "Xiao Xiao replied boredly.

　　 "Is there anything you don't know?" Zheng Qing admired the little boy who looked at the watermelon head.

　　 Xiao Xiao glanced at him without answering.

　　……

　　 Walking through the hatch along the aisle, Zheng Qing entered a spacious room.

　　 This is the style that a wizard should have, and he silently admires it in his heart.

　　Compared with the narrow and closed space in the front section, this restaurant looks much brighter and spacious, almost like a big living room. Neither the gorgeous chandeliers, the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, or even the small garden in the middle of the hall can accommodate an ordinary airplane.

　　 Zheng Qing can easily judge that some spells should have been cast here to expand the space.

On the left side of the 　　 restaurant is a row of take-out tables, on which a variety of delicious flavors are neatly arranged. Near the entrance is a fruit platter, followed by barbecues, stir-fries, stews, seafood, vegan, etc., and finally some soups, pastries, and drinks. The young wizards lined up rigidly, greedily putting delicious food on their plates.

On the right side of 　　 is a U-shaped horseshoe-shaped mahogany bar. Behind the bar is a huge wine kitchen. Drinks of various colors are packed in glass bottles, leaning against the wooden support, and shimmering in the light. There are some high chairs randomly placed outside the bar. Zheng Qing saw a drowsy cobra on one of the chairs.

　　 There are also wonderful melody floating from nowhere, filling the whole restaurant with a happy and relaxing atmosphere.

　　 Zheng Qing raised his head. Hundreds of slap-sized little elves were holding a silver-wired brass plate, flashing a light green light, like huge fireflies, haunting every corner of the restaurant.

　　 "Are all the elves green?" Zheng Qing took the tray from an elves, followed Xiao Xiao, and put a slice of watermelon on the plate.

"This questioning method is unprofessional." Xiao Xiao shook the clip in his hand and picked a few grapes on the plate: "The elves are a big family with three genera underneath. Plant genera, Ovum genera, and Oviparous genera. Also known as the seeding system, hatching system, and regeneration system. The elves corresponding to each type are completely different. The elves that are sown are all green, and the elves that are hatched are basically white, and occasionally they are golden; As for the rebirth elves, they are all blue, which is relatively rare. They are also called smurfs."

After Zheng Qing added a few apples to the plate, he gave the clip to the elf, watching them happily spinning around with the clip, accompanied by the brisk music in the restaurant ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A wonderful dance.

　　 Li Meng was chirping beside the two of them, and kept stuffing his plate.

"You just said sowing, meaning these little green guys were planted?" Zheng Qing imagined burying the dead elves in the soil, and then growing out of boned elves with tongues hanging from the branches. Little elf, exuding a green light.

　　 He shivered and shook his head. Add some mashed potatoes to my plate with a wooden spoon.

　　 "I know this!" Li Meng raised the plate and replied very positively: "Bury the seeds in the soil, pour the potion, and you can harvest a group of elves in less than a month!"

　　 "One month!" Zheng Qing lost his mind, and a quail egg caught in the clip slid back into the basin.

　　 "Here, this is it." Li Meng handed the plate to the little elf flying beside him, and took out a small wooden box from his pocket. Open the lid of the box, and on the soft red flannel, there is a small handful of light green seeds like peas.

　　 Xixi! Xixi!

　　Hullah, a large group of elves approached, shaking their tentacles, carefully looking at the seeds in the box.

Li Meng held the box with one hand, and quickly took out a seed from it with the other hand, and handed it to Zheng Qing: "This is a standard type of fairy seed, which is very adaptable to the environment. Generally, potions with three or more sexes can make it germinate. ."

　　 The little elves watched Li Meng put the box away, they could only scream.

　　 The seeds feel as smooth as jade and are much heavier than they look.

　　 Zheng Qing played a bit, admiringly, and returned the seed to Li Meng.

　　 "I'm here for you!" The little girl waved her hand very boldly, turned her head, and directed a few elves to look for the table with their dinner plates.