Hunting High School

The "special black cat" that Zheng Qing mentioned is the shadow cat that has been recruited into the "relevant department". Its existence and the subtle connection between it and Zheng Qing.

In particular, the word 'Zheng Qing' has become very popular in schools recently.

So he should be more cautious.

"Who do you plan to use the compound decoction?" Xiao Xiao quickly understood Zheng Qing's intentions, and turned to think about the feasibility of this method.

Zheng Qing looked back at him and Xin Fatty for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Is there anyone who volunteered?"

Unexpectedly, the first one to raise his hand—or raise his paw—was Fat Cat Tuantuan, who was sitting upright at the desk, showing his interest in forgiveness training.

Zheng Qing still clearly remembers the chaos caused when Fatty replaced Xin Fatty in a magic philosophy class last year. Even if Jiang Yu is not here tonight, he doesn't want to leave a stupid cry for others, especially the fringe hunting team. What a strange impression.

So he looked up a little, pretending not to see the claw.

Following the cat, Xin Fatty hurriedly raised his hand.

He was just a little surprised by the suggestion of the young public funder, a little Fractionated Divinity, but unexpectedly, he was preempted by a cat, especially that cat had the experience of "pretending to be someone else".

As for the reason for Kanbaru, it is because the moment he heard Zheng Qing's suggestion, a series of various thoughts immediately appeared in the fat wizard's mind, including but not limited to using Zheng Qing's identity to inquire about news and covertly interview the Qingqiu mansion. The fox maid can even pretend to be Zheng Qing to go to the editorial department of the school newspaper for interviews, talk about things that everyone likes to hear, and provide Xin Banner Schmidt-Bayer reporter students with rich news materials.

It must be emphasized that the "impersonation" here is authorized by the parties and is completely legal.

Because too many possibilities appeared in his mind for a moment, the fat wizard lost his mind for a moment, and was almost robbed of this opportunity by a cat.

Zheng Qing looked back slightly disappointed.

In fact, the best candidate in his heart is Xiao Xiao, but the doctor doesn't seem to be very interested in this proposal, so it seems that only the fat wizard raised his hand—well, and the cat.

"Since only Tuantuan and Xin volunteered..." Zheng Qing cleared his throat, intending to announce the final decision of own, but Xiao Xiao interrupted his speech by raising his hand.

The young public fee student's voice stopped abruptly, he thought the doctor had changed his mind.

It's a pity that Xiao Xiao didn't plan to take over this thankless job: "I didn't plan to participate...I just want to remind you that there are other people in the dormitory who have raised their hands."

Zheng Qing looked in the direction of his finger.

But he saw an arm raised in Dylan's coffin at some point, hanging weakly in mid-air.

"When did you wake up?" Xin Fatty pretended that he had just seen that arm, glanced at the bright sunlight outside the window, with a look of surprise: "...you don't sleep at noon, why raise your hand!"

"When you mentioned 'blood', 'meat', 'eat', 'drink'." Mr. Vampire Werewolf yawned the reply from the coffin, which seemed a bit stern.

"Aren't you going to class at night?" The fat wizard didn't give up, trying to dissuade the most competitive opponent.

"Today is Saturday, and vampires also have a weekend, okay." Dylan's head finally emerged halfway out of the coffin, his face was extremely pale against the black coffin boards, he yawned again, and then added : "I'm better at pretending or something, anyway, I have lived seventeen or eight hundred years..."

"Didn't you say thirteen hundred years ago?" The fat wizard sneered and interrupted someone's bragging.

"Oh, is it so?"

Mr. Vampire Werewolf couldn’t see any embarrassment on his face—to a certain extent, his face was indeed very consistent with the age he boasted: “After all, it’s not difficult to understand that I’m getting older and have a slightly poor memory... In honor of the nobleman's reputation, I will definitely do my best to maintain the demeanor of 'Qingqiu Young Master'!"

Dylan's eyes lit up as the sleepiness faded from his face as he spoke the last sentence.

Zheng Qing immediately made a decision:

"Then you!"

The fat cat and the fat wizard sighed together.

...

Facts have proved that it was a very wise choice for Zheng Qing to let Dylan drink compound soup instead of himself to participate in the training camp. This caution soon paid off unexpectedly.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the black cat left the dormitory, randomly picked a building in the academy, and walked down the stairs with the ruby ​​ring on its paw wrist.

This was his first formal meeting of the Seven Deadly Sins, so he was inevitably a little nervous.

He followed the instructions of the previous condemnation envoy in his memory, walked down the stairs seven steps, then walked up three steps backwards, then walked down five steps, and then went up one step backwards.

Below the stairs, white mist rolled out silently, flooding the entire stairs in an instant. The black cat passed through the white mist, and after a while, it saw a bronze secret door with a simple shape.

"good evening."

The black cat cautiously greeted the green grimace on the bronze door.

"It's our first time meeting...please give me some advice." The green grimace twisted a terrible smile, and his voice was hoarse and ugly: "It can be seen that you are indeed a suitable sinner."

"How?" The black cat pricked up its ears curiously.

"Hey...Because you, like your seniors, like to be the last to arrive at the meeting room." The green grimace curled its lips, rolling its eyes up and down: "...You just go in naked like this?"

Sure enough, this guy is really annoying.

The black cat silently took out its own mask, claw covers, and robe from the ruby ​​ring, stood up, put on the robe first, then put on the mask and claw covers, and walked two steps.

Then it confirmed one thing, which is that cats are indeed not suitable for walking upright.

The heavy robe didn't lighten at all because it was a cat, and the black cat was almost rolled into a ball, and it had to walk on all fours like a real cat.

"If I were you, I'd use a cane."

The grimace on the bronze door chattered, as if there was endless gossip: "Cat fairy, hehe, imagination is very interesting, this is the first time I let a cat enter my stomach... Excuse me, can I bring a few mice next time?" Are you coming? I heard that those little things taste very delicious... Also, don't drop your hair in the conference room..."

The black cat's eyes moved slightly—on crutches? Seems like a good idea, might try it next time.

Then it stood up, raised its paw, and knocked on the small bronze door in front of it with the ruby ​​ring on the paw's wrist. The grimace on the door stuck out its tongue and licked the jeweled ring. The black cat resisted the urge to pull out the towel.

The small door opened silently.

Before entering the door, the black cat heard chattering voices from inside.