Hunting High School

The wind and sand stopped raging.

The five-colored soil starts to accumulate from the fine, and majestic mountains, lush grasslands, and strong dams rise in a short while.

The flooded river receded from both banks, re-merged into the wide river channel, and flowed quietly to the distance under the protection of the embankment.

Groups of worms seemed to have received some instructions, and began to fight like Gu worms. After leaving behind stumped limbs and broken wings, the few surviving insects quietly burrowed into the depths of the earth.

Under such grace, the dead trees sprout new shoots, and the dormant seeds start a new Samsara.

The world came alive again.

As Professor Yao prayed in "Hunting Ci".

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The scene of the opening ceremony of the hunting fair.

The fog in the hunting ground had stopped its disorderly tumbling at some point, and slowly gathered amidst the reverberation of the spell, forming a huge, misty vortex.

The center of the vortex is a bit long and narrow, like a titan's eyes.

And the people sitting in the auditorium clearly saw the distant but small world through this huge 'eye'.

Zheng Qing felt that he had become a god sitting high in the clouds, overlooking the earth.

After the atmosphere in the hunting ground froze for a moment, it started to make noise again—everyone even ignored the low air pressure from the host of the opening ceremony, and everyone was scrambling to tell what they had seen and heard.

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"Great handwriting!" Xiao Xiao stood up in shock, helped Fu Fu's crooked eyes, and repeatedly praised: "Great handwriting... really great handwriting!"

"This is in line with the identity of the first university." Not far away, several wizards gesticulated excitedly, and almost jumped over the guardrail, jumped into the hunting ground, and took a group photo beside the huge fog vortex.

"Ha... the expressions of the ambassadors of other civilizations have changed."

"That's right, that's right... especially the ambassador of the Tongue-Hand Clan, whose tongue has been hanging down for a long time and hasn't retracted..."

The hustle and bustle in the stands gradually sounded, and there was continuous admiration and surprise from all around. Some VIPs in the rows behind the rostrum even took off their hoods rudely, revealing strange faces.

Even the photographer who had circled the rostrum and took pictures all over the hunting ground dropped his camera to the ground because of his excitement.

This excitement is also understandable.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, a world that seems illusory and illusory unfolds slowly like a scroll.

Under the bright sun, in this real world, everyone sees the shadow of another world.

"What a god!..." Zhang Jixin stared blankly at the world under the mist with his eyes as big as copper bells, and murmured what he was talking about.

"I must have pulled too much mist grass in the medicine garden yesterday... Now I have hallucinations..." Xin Fatty rubbed his sleepy eyes, and his tone was a bit erratic: "Mist grass..."

"Cousin!! That's the world!! That's a real Minor World!!" Li Meng grabbed Jiang Yu's arm, hanging like a koala, struggling, her voice trembling with excitement.

Jiang Yu didn't speak, but held her breath, staring at the depths of the mist without blinking.

"Merlin!" Nicholas clenched Liu Feifei's hand tightly, his lips trembling.

"Merlin is here." Liu Feifei echoed in a low voice absent-mindedly, glancing at the wizard next to her from time to time, her cheeks flushed.

Zheng Qing felt a little strange listening to the chaotic exclamations and discussions in his ears.

"Isn't it just a Minor World?" He turned his head and looked at Xiao Xiao in surprise: "I thought the people in this school would appear more... relatively... well, they would appear calmer."

The young public finance student pondered for a long time before he chose a more appropriate word.

"Isn't it just a Minor World..." Xiao Xiao repeated Zheng Qing's words, his tone seemed a little helpless: "Sure enough, the wisdom of the sages is always so detached - 'The ignorant has no fear'. would feel scared."

Zheng Qing immediately jumped up like a cat with fried fur.

"Speak well!" He glared at the doctor with an unfriendly expression: "I tell you, you are really easy to get beaten like this... who knows nothing!"

Xiao Xiao squinted and glanced at him.

"A Minor World is not created by expanding a room with space magic in your impression." Xiao Xiao raised a finger and shook it: "One finger can represent one, and ten fingers can represent one." Represents ten... what about one hundred? Can you find a hundred fingers and count them?"

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows.

The multi-armed guy should be able to get a hundred fingers, the young public fee student thought of the bartender in the homeless bar, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Of course, this is arguing - he naturally wouldn't say such things in front of the doctor.

"...The change and development of anything is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change. The shackles of the wizard's ability determine that it is impossible for us to extend and superimpose the space infinitely... and the space created by this magic lacks many real spaces. Therefore, wizards also refer to this type of space as 'virtual space'... and spending a lot of manpower and material resources to maintain an unstable 'virtual' space is not something a rational wizard would do. "

"Listen to you, there are wizards who have lost their minds?" Zheng Qing habitually deviated from the topic.

"A lot." Xiao Xiao clenched his fist and stretched out another finger: "For example, the Qin Emperor who suppressed a strange beast in the "Shan Hai Jing", it is said that his mausoleum is a virtual space..."

"Will all such powerful wizards die? How did he die...Okay, I'll shut up." Zheng Qing looked at the doctor with veins in the corner of his eyes, and pulled the zipper on his mouth obediently.

"If you are really interested in Emperor Qin, you should graduate early and go to the New World to ask the people from 'Xianqin'... If you are not beaten to death by them on the spot, you may be able to know something." Xiao Xiao was very annoying Another bone was thrown at the young public payer.

Zheng Qing suddenly felt like being pawed by a cat, with countless question marks popping up.

Some of the terms Xiao Xiao mentioned can’t be found in the general borrowing area of ​​the Shushan Library—this means that unless you really graduate after one year of enrollment, it will be difficult for young public-funded students to know more in a short period of time .

But Xiao Xiao didn't leave him more room for fantasy.

"All in all, a real Minor World is a world that can give birth to life, accommodate life, and be self-sufficient and self-growth... There is just such an example in front of us."

"Minor World?" Zheng Qing repeated the noun.

"Yes, Minor World." Xiao Xiao took out his own notebook, licked the writing brush in his hand, and with a trembling voice, he wrote quickly:

"A reality that clings to us, a reality that is born."

"It means a legend, a miracle... Of course, it also means a real hunting ground!"

"It's a very rare, very rare... thing."

"Looking at its dilapidated appearance, it seems that the school has just captured it... and didn't have time to clean it. It was opened in full view today. To be honest, I think the school has a lot of ideas..." Xiao Xiao said with a voice. It is getting smaller and smaller, and gradually becomes inaudible.

Zheng Qing pricked up his ears, but didn't catch any more news.

Seeing that the doctor was deep in thought and had no interest in talking, the young public finance student had no choice but to turn the telescope in his hand and turn the camera back to Lao Yao.

Just at this moment, the atmosphere in the hunting ground returned to solemnity.

In the camera, Professor Yao has just turned a page of the heavy Dharma book under his hands.

"Hunting song!"

The professor's clear voice echoed over the hunting ground again:

"Break the bamboo, continue the bamboo, fly the soil, chase the flesh!"