Hunting High School

"No, breakfast is still required."

Zheng Qing will not give up a longer period of stability just because of a sudden big luck, and immediately reached out and grabbed the paper bag: "You can't satisfy your hunger if you are full, Lao Yao's class consumes a lot of mana, so you must get some hard goods to fill your stomach. "

As he spoke, he put the cup of milk tea on the table, took out a few coins from the gray cloth bag and stuffed them into Xin Fatty's pocket. This is the cost of the buns, eggs and soy milk in the paper bag.

When stuffing the coins, Zheng Qing caught a glimpse of the notepad and quill on the fat wizard's desk, with a clear expression on his face: "I knew you wanted to take this morning's question as an opportunity to interview the legendary wizard... by the way , I thought you would occupy the seats in the first two rows, and I was taken aback, I didn’t sleep well last night when I made up my homework, so I pointed at Lao Yao to take a nap in class today.”

"I don't know how to pay more..." Xin Fatty muttered, shaking his pockets, listening to the tinkling of copper coins in it, he glanced at Zheng Qing angrily: "I want to sit in the front row too." But God knows what madness those witches are, they come to take seats early in the morning. By the time I arrive, there are only these seats in the back of the classroom."

Unexpectedly, a casual sentence poked someone again.

Zheng Qing laughed dryly, and picked up the piece of parchment in front of Xin: "The questions on this list are all from you, or is it from the editorial department of the school newspaper?"

"All of them, all of them."

The fat wizard grabbed the quill, scratched his chin, stared at the figures coming and going at the door of the classroom, and replied casually: "The question I thought of, the question given by the editorial department, and the question I was in the classroom in the morning I hugged my ears a few times and listened to the questions summed up by others... It’s good to learn from others, only when ideas collide with each other can the most brilliant sparks be splashed.”

As expected of a brain used to writing reports, a beautiful sentence can come out of the mouth.

This thought flashed through Zheng Qing's mind, but his eyes didn't stop, his eyes quickly scanned the strange questions listed on the parchment:

"How many wizards died in the battle of Hell? How many demons died?"

"Has the principal really found the lair of the ancestor of the demon? Have you caught the biggest demon?"

"I heard that the depths of the starry sky also participated in this battle, is it true?"

"The powerful magic damages so much and covers such a wide area. How do ordinary wizards survive the legendary fight?"

"Are registered level wizards useful in such a big battle? What about weaker wizards?"

"Is the Hell World still a prison for monsters? Why didn't we encounter those monsters in the trial ground? Where are they locked?"

"It is said that Councilor Su Shijun also participated in the Battle of the Black Prison. Did the Duke of Milton and Prince Wilhelm fight on the battlefield? Where is Councilor Su's legendary husband? Did he go to the battlefield?"

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The previous questions were quite normal, they were all focused on the Battle of Hell and the Eight Trigrams of those high rank wizards, but gradually, as the eyes moved down, Zheng Qing gradually raised his eyebrows:

"...According to reliable information, the underground rat clan of the First University also participated in the Great War in the Black Prison World. It is rumored that the Rat Immortal's promotion to the legendary rank is related to this. I ask, will the school deal with the two rats in Beta Town accordingly? People? What is the alliance's attitude towards this?"

"When the Black Prison War broke out, the town of Beta, located on the outskirts of Fort Alpha, was once again attacked by the black tide gushing from the Silent Forest, and a large number of magical creatures that did not belong to the Silent Forest appeared in this black tide, such as Shantak birds, Guge titans, ghouls, ghosts, cold spiders, etc., ask, is there a relationship between the two? How does the school handle this accident?"

"Before the outbreak of the Black Prison War, it was confirmed that there was a small-scale high-intensity conflict in Linzhong Lake, Jiuyou College. The conflict caused a partial collapse of the First University's guardian circle. It is believed that some students participated in the relevant practice deeply. , Ask, how does the school view this conflict? Will it deal with the relevant students?"

Seeing this, Zheng Qing couldn't bear it any longer, and looked up at Fatty: "Do you think our Life is too happy, so you want to add some embarrassment to everyone?"

"How?" Fatty didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the problem.

"here!"

The young public finance student grabbed the piece of parchment, slapped it in front of the fat wizard's three-tiered chin, and asked in a low voice but quickly: "The incident at Linzhong Lake was finally dealt with by the school, why don't you deal with it?" Just poke it? Do you think the 'detention' on my back is a joke?"

While speaking, he subconsciously looked around, as if he was afraid that others would listen.

Xin Fatty glanced at the problem with his fingers, with a dazed look on his face, and shook his head: "This is your fault. Do you think this matter of shutting your own mouth can pass like this? Impossible. It's like a The explosive talisman that was thrown into the water, if we don’t break the spell on it while the talisman paper is out of flame, when it recovers, it will blow us out of our heads.”

Having said that, he patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder comfortingly: "Trust me, maybe you are better at flirting with girls or shooting guns, but I am much more professional than you in dealing with public opinion!"

Although Zheng Qing felt that the words used in Xin Fatty's last sentence were a bit weird, but this is not the time to struggle, he slapped the pig's trotters off his shoulders, and his attitude was a little anxious: "You know, the one I shot that day was I have to!"

"I know, you know, the Doctor knows, the Elder knows."

The fat wizard poked himself in the chest, and then nodded around: "And then? Oh, maybe the squad leader also knows, is there any more? No more... Others can only see that someone smashed the school's guardian law For a while, under the watchful eyes of everyone, this matter cannot be covered up, and an explanation must be given."

"so?"

"So, if the school doesn't plan to pursue you for trouble—according to my observation, since the school has allowed you to go to class for a week, there is a high probability that it really doesn't intend to trouble you—then we will pierce the pus out. The initiative is still on our side. Your shot, your position as a pardoner for participating in the Battle of Hell, and even the two rat men in our store should all get a reliable statement..."

At this moment, the stick figure behind the door suddenly shouted loudly: "The professor is here!"

The atmosphere in the classroom was suffocated, and everyone looked at the door in unison.

Zheng Qing took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

"It's just after eight o'clock, and there's still half an hour before class. Why did Lao Yao come so early?" He wiped the case of his pocket watch with his cuff, with a suspicious expression on his face.

"Wouldn't it be better to come earlier?" Xin Fatty cheered up, patted the parchment by his hand, his face was full of enthusiasm: "I was worried that there were too many questions, and Lao Yao couldn't answer them..."

"Why haven't the doctor and Elder come yet!" Zheng Qing looked at the empty seats beside them.

Before the words were finished, a thin figure in a black robe appeared at the door of the classroom. It's just that it's not Lao Yao as everyone expected, but Professor Li Qihuang from Potions class.