Hunting High School

The sky is clear.

Different from the time outside the field, in the Minor World of the No. 1 hunting ground, the sun has just jumped not far from the horizon, hiding behind a few white clouds, looming, as if covered by a layer of tulle. The sunlight fell on the earth through these clouds, like the sun's peeping eyes, evasive.

The breeze blows, and a piece of dry grass flutters up.

It tried to shake the blades of grass, trying to escape from this somewhat oppressive world. But the strength that supports it to fly comes from the breeze after all. After the breeze passed, the blades of grass fell back to the ground involuntarily, and were trampled by an elk.

This is a mature elk.

The belly markings between the rust-colored fur and black hide it well in the grass. With a height of two meters and sharp horns, it can resist most predators, allowing it to forage in this open grassland with peace of mind.

At this moment, it is lowering its head, patiently nibbling a piece of alfalfa - for it, these fresh and tender legumes are the best delicacy on this grassland, none of them.

The elk squinted its eyes, stuck out its blue-black tongue, rolled up the tender stalk of alfalfa, stuffed it into its mouth, its lips wriggled, chewed carelessly, raised its head from time to time, and looked around vigilantly.

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A gust of wind blew by, and the big deer, which was lowering its head to nibble on the tender grass, immediately raised its head.

In the distance, in the sky far away from it, in that azure blue place, suddenly a huge seven Rosy clouds bloomed. Like a blooming hyacinth. Elk have always hated plants of the narcissus family because their bulbs are poisonous and cause stomach upsets after eating them.

It kicked its toes uneasily, and the main hoof and the suspension hoof collided together, making a rattling sound.

Even if they didn't see any danger, the innate keen intuition of herbivores made them unable to lower their heads with peace of mind and continue to gnaw on that small piece of fresh and tender alfalfa.

There was a gust of wind after another.

Unlike the breath of nature, these breezes are a little rushed and a little restless. When it brushes its fur, it seems to spark a stream of sparks. But it doesn't have the feeling of thorns on its back when a liger and a coyote stare at it.

The muscles of the elk were tense, and they stomped their feet irritably. There was a heavy breath from the nasal cavity, and a puff of white foam overflowed from the corner of the mouth, but they could only circle around cautiously, not daring to escape in any direction.

"Snapped."

A soft sound exploded in the elk's ear.

This agile athlete on the prairie stood stiffly in place, not daring to move. Even the irascible tap dancing from earlier had stopped.

It lowered its head meekly.

Because four strange black shadows suddenly appeared around it, each black shadow gave it the feeling that it was countless times more dangerous than the most brutal tigress in this territory.

More importantly, the elk clearly felt that there seemed to be something strange on its back.

Intuition frenziedly warned its sharp horns and heavy hooves - don't move, don't move! Be safe, be sure to be safe!

"So it's just a head with four faces." A clear female voice sounded from its back: "It's a pity..."

As he spoke, a pair of leather boots stomped lightly on the elk's back, making a thumping sound.

The female voice paused, and added: "...But, it looks very solid, and it looks a bit spiritual."

"It doesn't belong to our target prey today." A deep male voice sounded from the side.

"But it could be a good kick," another voice corrected.

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"I really want to hear what they're talking about..." Zheng Qing lamented, adjusting the focus of his brass binoculars, staring motionlessly at where the Red Peach Q hunting team was.

"Then you have to buy a high-end version of the telescope...not this kind of castrated version that deceives children." Fatty complained.

"Doctor, do you have any detailed information about this hunting team?" Zheng Qing ignored Fatty, but bumped Xiao Xiao who was next to him with his elbow.

Although the blue-green-eyed gaming brokers gave them some basic information about the hunting team, they only had the most basic information—this is not difficult to understand, after all, bookmakers need to rely on those subtle information differences to make profits.

Fortunately, the forgiveness hunting team has an all-knowing doctor who can always surprise everyone.

"The Red Peach Q Hunting Team was formed two years ago. It has already gone through a one-year inspection period. It ranks first in points in the same batch of hunting teams. It is one of the strong contenders for the final spot in this round robin."

"The main hunter, Joan, code-named 'queen', a student of Jiuyou Academy's astronomy class 07-1..."

"Yo! It's still a senior!" Fatty whistled.

"I've always been curious, since we already know her name, what's the point of having a code name?" Zheng Qing put down the binoculars, rubbed her sore arm, and muttered, "You can't curse her at any time." ?"

"This is tradition!" Zhang Jixin turned his head and looked at him seriously: "We know what her name is, but the monsters in the hunting grounds don't know... The code name is the way to prevent the monster prestige from threatening the hunter. Being in a demon is a very important thing."

"Furthermore, the hunting competition management regulations clearly stipulate that hunting teams are not allowed to curse each other with their real names, and the violating hunting team will be removed... I just became the hunting team manager not long ago, please don't hurt me." Lin Guo hurriedly said The voice sounded behind several people.

Zheng Qing turned his head and saw the little wizard in white robe standing up, feeling helpless.

"Can't you put a red cloak on the outside?" He complained: "The Jiuyou Academy in this stand... a little bit of white in the red, it feels very dazzling."

"There are still two points of blue." Lin Guo carefully pointed to Dylan and the blue bird next to him, giggling.

"Are you still listening!!" Xiao Xiao finally roared unbearably - his voice was so loud that the trumpet flowers on the back of the seat couldn't help curling up their petals.

The other members of the forgiveness hunting team immediately sat down obediently and listened obediently to the doctor's continued analysis.

Xiao Xiao took a deep breath and continued:

"...Joan is a half-blood, that is, a wizard with half-blood blood. But unlike Dylan, her blood blood is not noble, and the other half of her blood is white blood, so she is quite popular in the biological circle under the moon. Squeezed out..."

"Oh..." Dylan let out a mocking chuckle, as if he was a little dissatisfied with the doctor's description: "Her blood lineage is not not noble, but 'low' - you can't even give her a surname! She is not in the In the circle of creatures under the moon, she is excluded... but discriminated against... almost no creatures of decent background will talk to her!"

"Do we need to be so secretive in our internal communication?" Mr. Vampire Werewolf asked.

Xiao Xiao was silent for a while.

"I think it might be easier for everyone to say it this way." He looked up at Dylan, and added in a low voice, "It's easier for you to accept it, too."

"It doesn't matter." Dylan shrugged and laughed at himself: "Anyway, I'm used to it... In the eyes of those nobles under the moon who value blood above everything else, there is no essential difference between me and Joan. It is a disgrace to the family, the last name shame."

"If I have to find out something different...it is that I still have two surnames that I can use, which can make those little nobles restrain themselves."

Zheng Qing turned his head, raised his binoculars, and looked at the tall witch in the hunting ground again.

At this moment, she was standing on the elk's prongs, carrying a long knife, and quietly looking at the end of the sky.

There are undulating and silent mountains, black and overlapping mist, and a red sun that has jumped to the top of the mountain.