Hunting High School

The basic tests of the witches have been carried out for more than two hours.

It can be seen that they are very serious and careful. In addition to testing the basic effects of dharma books, potions, talismans, etc., they also tested many basic constants-these constants are rarely seen by hunters in many regular big hunting competitions. to calculate.

Zheng Qing speculates that maybe this has something to do with them setting up a magic circle in this secret realm. When constructing the magic circle, any slight mistake may lead to a huge disaster. The change of the basic constants of the world is most likely to cause corresponding errors.

The black cat was lying on a piece of grass, thinking aimlessly.

Although it looks a little lazy, Black Cat is still very attentive to its own duties. Even lying on the ground, it always keeps its ears up and its whiskers on the ground, detecting any abnormal movements around it anytime, anywhere.

As a result of this vigilance, not far behind the black cat, there were already ten dead rabbits lying here and there.

"Speaking of which...why are the rabbits here so hot?" The black cat's thoughts wandered, and it shifted to those rabbits again. It couldn't help guessing: "Could it be that all the wolves in this secret realm are dead? The most powerful creature, so flooded?"

Zheng Qing doesn't know if there are wolves in this area, but he vaguely remembers that this area belonged to those 'snakes' who looked like weasels. When Fei Rui was running away, he took away all his disciples and grandchildren.

Perhaps these rabbits were fed by Feirui's apprentices and grandchildren as ration animals. After the harvesters left, these rabbits lost their natural enemies and eventually reproduced in large numbers.

Feeling that he had deduced the truth behind the scenes, the black cat was in a good mood, the tip of its tail couldn't help but hook back, and its gaze towards those dead rabbits was also a little gentler.

Then its eyes fixed.

Just now, a dead rabbit seemed, seemed, probably moved?

Perhaps it was an illusion, the black cat stared at the dead rabbit for a long while, but never saw it move again, so it breathed a sigh of relief.

"It must be dazzled... Let me just say, how can a dead rabbit still move." The black cat muttered, turned its head, and looked at the edge of the temporary camp again. It's just different from what it said in its mouth. While turning its head, the black cat kept squinting one eye, staring quietly at the dead rabbit.

"What did you say?" Korma seemed to hear the black cat's muttering, raised her head and asked, "What's dead?"

"Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton Tail, and Peter, they're all dead." The black cat replied casually, "Because there's Mike Rago from the south."

"What?"

This time, not only Korma, but also the gypsy witch raised her head.

The black cat clicked its mouth, and finally remembered that these wizard friends of own not only don't watch "Peter Rabbit", but also don't practice stand-up comedy. They can't get the humor in their answers at all, and they are suddenly bored.

"It's okay, it's just a bad joke." The black cat shook its paw at the witches, ending the topic.

Elena lowered her head again and began to fiddle with the pile of tarot cards in front of her. The expedition team entered a new world, and there was too much information to be obtained through divination. She could be regarded as one of the two busiest people in the entire team.

Colmar also continued to bury her head in the calculations, trying to sort out the basic information of this Minor World earlier.

The black cat was doing two things at once, with its ears pricked up, its beard shaking, and one eye staring, to guard the temporary camp; at the same time, he still kept one eye focused on the dead rabbits.

He always felt like he had seen something before.

But after staring at it for a long time, his eyeballs began to twitch, and there was still no movement in the rabbit pile. This made him wonder if he was dazzled.

Just when he was about to turn back the eyeball he had reserved, on the pile of dead rabbits, the tail of the rabbit named 'cotton ball tail' by Zheng Qing shook silently.

The black cat immediately jumped up from the spot.

"It's a scam!"

With a loud cry, its body suddenly swelled up, and its cat's paw, which was the size of a pot lid, stuck to the body of 'Cotton Ball Tail'. The originally silent dead rabbit turned into a puddle of meat, without any resistance.

Before the black cat could recover, more than a dozen palm-sized bugs sprang out from the pile of dead rabbits. They looked like "rat wives", but the back shell was not so bright, but it seemed to be on the body. There are many white fluffs.

Hearing the black cat's scream, the two witches who were working hard popped out a layer of light blue masks to protect them. At the same time, the two witches showed their dharma books and talismans at the same time, and stood back to back. position, looking around vigilantly.

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The black cat's face turned green.

Even when the bugs came out just now, it didn't feel so worried.

"Why do you only care about yourselves?" he yelled, his body swelled to more than one meter high, as if turning into a black panther: "We are a team... a team! Why do you only care about yourself?"

He was aggrieved that he didn't have a protective shield on his body.

The gypsy witch apologetically explained one word: "distance."

It meant that the distance between the black cat and the two of them was a little far, so there was no time to put a layer of protection on him. This explanation sounded reasonable, and the black cat immediately accepted it.

The team leader, Korma, is not so good-tempered.

"What's the name of the ghost? Where did you cheat? A zombie or a ghoul? Which direction?!" She almost yelled out the last four words. This is not to say that she has a bad temper, but that in an unfamiliar environment, as the leader of the team, she must have endured more pressure than others.

The black cat glanced at the pile of dead rabbits with some guilt, and shrank a little involuntarily.

Because when he calmed down, he found that the bugs that had just emerged from under the dead rabbits were just corpse beetles. Although they had grown slightly in size, they looked indistinguishable from the little ones kept in the glass case in Dr. Teri Duzem's study.

Even the hairs on the back that are used to excrete phosphorus are exactly the same.

As for why these bugs became so big, and the rabbit had just died, and the blood was still warm, the corpse beetle appeared. These problems are not a problem in the world of magic.

Perhaps it was because the eggs of the corpse-eating beetles were originally attached to the fur of these rabbits. After being stimulated by the death air, the eggs hatched one after another, and the upgraded beetles could easily grow up when there was enough food. wait.

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