Hunting High School

Dr. Duzem stood in the sun with an intoxicated face, closed his eyes, and waved his arms slightly, as if he was directing a band.

Accompanied by his rhythm, the nearly transparent light mist in the mortar rolls and flows in mid-air.

The turtle stared at Mung Bean's small eyes, stretched its neck, reluctantly watched the mist fall into the cardboard box not far away, and smacked its mouth hard.

Zheng Qing held his breath and looked at the puff of mist, fearing that if his breath was a little stronger, these precious things would be blown away.

You know, this wisp of mist is worth twelve golden beans!

This money can only be supported by a little scholarship.

After taking out this money, he will spend almost all his spare time next week on drawing talismans to make up for the shortfall.

It wasn't until the mist quietly disappeared into the elf's seven orifices that he let out a heavy breath.

"It's okay, just wait a moment." Seemingly feeling his anxiety, the doctor patted his shoulder and comforted him: "They have been sleeping for more than a week, and their body functions are undergoing an adaptation process."

Zheng Qing's lips trembled, he didn't speak, but nodded vigorously.

It was eerily quiet in the house.

Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu huddled together in the narrow mouth of the cardboard box, staring at the elf who had taken the medicine motionlessly, their eyes full of anticipation. This emotion even infected the furry old tortoise. It stretched its neck and looked curiously at the little green guys.

"What I need to remind you is that the effect of this medicine is very limited." Dr. Duzem sat behind the desk, cleared his throat, and gently reminded: "If you still have the impression, I told you before dispensing the medicine pass."

Zheng Qing came back to her senses and nodded quickly.

The doctor had indeed clarified with him the problem of Yu Yuan's scattered medicinal effects.

This medicine is good in quality and cheap, but the disadvantage is that it is too resistant, and it will lose effect after about three or four doses; moreover, this medicine has a very limited duration of action. According to the doctor's estimate, one dose of medicine can only keep the elves alive. A week or so of sobriety.

However, when the doctor mentioned what he said before dispensing the medicine, Zheng Qing suddenly thought of another problem.

"This is your medicine fee, I really trouble you." Zheng Qing took out twelve golden beans from the gray cloth bag, stuffed them into the doctor's hand, and said gratefully: "The professors at the school said before that they are hopeless, I was really desperate at the time... Thank you so much!"

"Should be, should be." Dr. Duzemu took the handful of golden beans and stuffed them into his pocket, with a bright smile on his face: "They are all friends of Ms. Jiang, so I should be busy... As for the school The professors probably have too rigid minds, just thinking about those potions that are specially targeted at elves, and didn't relax their thinking..."

"Wake up!" Jiang Yu, who was staring at the cardboard box, suddenly jumped up, interrupted the doctor, and shouted cheerfully: "They are awake! Look, look! They are awake!"

Zheng Qing was terrified all over, and rushed over almost immediately, almost knocking over a row of heavy reference books on the table.

The doctor stretched out his hands to support the books, without any sign of blame on his face, but a smile appeared in his eyes.

"It's good to be young," he muttered, stroking the thick down on the turtle's back.

The old turtle nodded slowly.

in the carton.

An elf slowly opened its eyes.

The thin eyelids blinked, and the dark eyes gradually became a little angry.

"Xi Xi..."

She opened her mouth and greeted the world faintly.

"Yeah!" Zheng Qing grabbed Jiang Yu's hand vigorously and waved it excitedly.

There was a trace of blush on Jiang Yu's face, and she subconsciously withdrew her hand.

Zheng Qing was startled suddenly, but his face didn't change color at all, but continued to say in an excited tone: "I'm really awake!"

"They look a little weak," Jiang Yu wrung his hands, looked at the elves who woke up one after another, and asked Dr. Duzem with some concern: "Do you need to prepare some special supplements?"

"Have you ever seen elves eating?" The doctor asked back, and before she could answer, he said to himself: "Green elves are a very delicate alchemy product. Although they need wizard's potion to maintain life, but You don't need to eat for energy."

"When the wizard made these little guys, in order to reduce the complexity of the body as much as possible - after all, the more complex the more prone to errors - they didn't create a complete digestive system for the little elves," the doctor stood up, walked to the cardboard box, looked Looking at the elves who started to vibrate their wings and move their hands and feet, their tone was a little emotional: "The green elves' ability circulation system refers to the photosynthesis of plants. As long as there is light, they can restore their energy."

"What an ingenious design," he added, again emphatically.

"Light?" Zheng Qing looked at the elves in the box in surprise, and a faint green fluorescent light began to slowly appear around them.

"God said, let there be light." The doctor showed a look of confusion on his face, and lightly brushed his right hand over the cardboard box.

A ray of bright sunlight came in from the window around a bend and fell into the cardboard box.

After a while, the voices of the elves became full of energy.

"Xi Xi... Xi Xi!"

"Come to me next Saturday for a review." Before leaving, Dr. Du Zemu repeatedly told Zheng Qing: "If they have symptoms of discomfort during this week, please let me know as soon as possible."

"Thank you!" Zheng Qing bowed vigorously to the doctor.

His elves fluttered their wings and surrounded him, curiously looking at the unfamiliar scenery around him.

"It's really troublesome for you." Jiang Yu bowed slightly to the doctor.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Dr. Du Zemu hastily helped the two of them up: "It would be great if you can often visit me, an outdated alchemist."

"Definitely." Zheng Qing nodded vigorously, and the smile on his face could not be stopped: "I know a little alchemist, and everyone says his Talent is very strong. I will bring him to see you next week, and I would like to thank you study."

The doctor nodded, and sent the two young wizards out of the gate, watching them leave the winding and deep alleyway.

"Young Master." The old servant Constantine stood quietly behind him.

"Get ready to eat!" Dr. Du Zemu turned around quickly, clutching his stomach and wailing: "Your Young Master is starving to death!"

"It's ready." The old servant replied respectfully with a kind smile on his face, "It's all on your desk."

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"Good job!" The doctor ran quickly into the house, stopped suddenly, felt in his pocket, and threw a bunch of golden things to Constantine: "It's a good day today, this is the food for this month Fee, take it!"

The old servant reached out to grab the handful of golden beans, squinted his eyes, and rubbed them in the palm of his hand, the smile creases on his face doubled.

"Okay, Young Master."

As he agreed, he turned around and closed the iron door heavily.