Hunting High School

Hearing the news that Zhu Si was 'cut off', Zheng Qing was not surprised.

In other words, after a recent period of realistic beatings, he has already improved his immunity to this kind of seemingly sure-fire event with unexpected results.

I always feel that fate is playing some malicious joke with him.

"Then Jusi, pass."

The captain of the forgiveness hunting team raised a quill, drew a line on the parchment in front of him, and crossed out Zhu Si's name, with a calm attitude and a calm tone: "Then, the next one..."

Zhang Jixin will be the next one to report. He is responsible for convincing Mr. An from the Academic Affairs Office of Jiuyou College and the professor of the elective course Mysterious Learning Handbook.

The former teacher An regretted that he could not provide hunting guidance for excuses due to job conflicts—more accurately, a large part of the work of the Academic Affairs Office involved the organization and management of this hunting competition. For the sake of fairness, Teachers in the Academic Affairs Office will consciously avoid hunting-related projects—his situation is similar to Sima Yangyun, except that Sima is seconded to an institution outside the school, while Teacher An is seconded to the school.

Then there is a professor who learned the handwriting from mysterious. It can only be said that he is the professor who learned from mysterious. Mysterious is so mysterious that no one can catch his whereabouts on weekdays. He always comes to the classroom quietly before class, and quietly after class. leave.

When Zhang Jixin finished copying the handouts left on the blackboard—it was said that there were midterm exam questions in it—and chased him out of the classroom on Thursday afternoon, the professor had long since disappeared without a trace.

The red-faced wizard looked around, full of hurried steps and miserable lives.

And the time has already arrived on Thursday afternoon, less than forty hours before the final deadline, and there is no time to go all over the campus to find that mysterious teacher.

"So, Mr. An and the professor who learned the handwriting from mysterious, pass." Zheng Qing finally nodded after listening to Zhang Jixin's rambling explanation, and drew two more slashes with his pen.

"I think it's really a pity for Mr. An," Xu Shi felt a little uneasy on his face, the red-faced wizard tried hard to justify his failure: "It can be seen that he very much hopes to be a hunting guide...but because of work reasons... …Ugh."

"Every reason for rejection is justified and sufficient." Zheng Qing looked up and glanced at him blankly: "We don't need to pay attention to their reasons for rejection, we just need to find the one who doesn't refuse."

These words made Zhang Jixin's face darken a little.

"And then," Zheng Qing lowered his head, scratched the next name on the parchment again, then looked up and down, and finally determined Dr. Xiao's location: "Well...seeing your expression, I already know the result... What is the reason for this refusal?"

Xiao Xiao is the professor in charge of the Magic Universe.

"Old Yao."

The apologetic fortune teller silently lowered his eyelids, looked carefully at the crystal ball in front of him, and replied without raising his head: "You should know that Lao Yao's new project is related to the original black prison world rising from the ruins... ...This is a very valuable topic for the study of magic universe. He is Lao Yao's assistant, and he will basically stay there except for class."

Holding his forehead, Zheng Qing crossed out the last name on the list bit by bit.

"Where is the magic biology teacher you are in charge of?" Xin Fatty seemed to think of something, his eyes turned around Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, and he said confidently: "He also refused!"

"This level of speculation doesn't even require divination." Xiao Xiao made a cold joke.

It's a pity that Zheng Qing didn't smile.

It was Jiang Yu who smoothed things over and explained briefly.

The teacher of magical biology has to take care of a group of pregnant unicorns. These rare magical creatures are particularly vulnerable during pregnancy, so the professor needs to devote all his energy to taking care of them. It is true that he has no time.

"This season belongs to the peak period for the birth of magical creatures. In addition, many magical creatures injured in the hunting competition will eventually be handed over to the professor's working group for treatment... The professor said that they have been busy recently, It is impossible to send out the core manpower of the project team at this juncture."

Zheng Qing added a little detail after Jiang Yu's explanation: "When we went to persuade the professor, he was almost persuaded to join his working group to help treat those magical creatures."

"But the credits given by the professor are really high!" Jiang Yu rarely showed a trace of regret.

"It's not a question of whether the score is high or not." Zheng Qing stretched his face.

"What a disastrous day." Xin Fatty grumbled, looking up at the burning clouds outside the window: "This kind of sight, this mood, this kind of result... It feels like we're staying in The Underworld."

"Speaking of The Underworld," Xiao Xiao pushed his glasses, with a hint of reminiscence on his face: "My father is an Aukang school wizard, that is, the empiricism school that believes that 'magic does not exist in philosophy' and 'rationality cannot prove magic'... …he said that The Underworld was a very good concept, but it was also a very bad concept.”

"The good thing is that The Underworld is just a product of the morbid imagination of wizards. Before the birth of wizard consciousness, there is no real The Underworld."

"The bad thing is that the birth of The Underworld proves that any existence that wizards can imagine, they can generally create."

"Like our current situation?" Zhang Jixin interjected with interest.

"It's like our current situation." The doctor shrugged and made a helpless gesture: "Perhaps you feel that the current suffering is like in The Underworld... I can only say that our situation can be improved, but it can also be improved." Worse. It depends on what we do next."

"It's really listening to what you have to say, it's like listening to what you have to say."

Xin Fatty finally couldn't help it, and complained: "No wonder Senior Linda said not to chat with fortune tellers, 'they will interpret a piece of nonsense into an article with different tones'!"

The last sentence, the fat wizard imitated the voice of the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper, and said it out of his throat. The learning was so vivid that Zheng Qingting couldn't help laughing out loud.

This laughter finally dispelled the heavy atmosphere of the previous four weeks, but it also brought an end to today's impromptu meeting.

"There are still more than 30 hours, everyone don't give up."

Before leaving, Zheng Qing cheered everyone up: "If such an excellent hunting team as ours can't find an instructor, then it's definitely not us who are at fault, but the student union who organized the hunting competition this year... If there is any situation, please contact us in time , don't be afraid of being late and disturbing me."

In this way, the young hunters of the forgiveness hunting team scattered to all corners of the school again, continuing to work hard to find a qualified instructor.

Zheng Qing did not stay on campus like everyone else.

He didn't go to the library, the Baicao Garden, the laboratory building and the research institute, but went straight to the pedestrian street of Beta Town.

He planned to go to Sanyou Bookstore to try his luck.

See if Mr. can act as their instructor.