Hunting High School

"Luck, pure luck."

Amber waved her hand, smiled modestly, and explained: "...Although many divination techniques are restricted in the school because of the protection of the formation. But the teaching building is different."

"Divination classes are held in the teaching building all year round, and everyone always has to do some exercises in class. Therefore, correspondingly, the disturbance in this building is relatively slight."

"More importantly, the Karma on Zheng Qing's body is very clean and easy to locate...Of course, this still requires the help of the external environment."

"Like a few days ago, Zheng Qing stayed in Shushan Hall all the time, so I couldn't find him..."

"It's not luck, it's strength." Xiao Xiao interrupted the yellow-robed wizard, and praised: "Everyone is a wizard, and I also have a little experience in divination. It is very good to be able to 'guess' the greatest possibility." It's amazing."

Amber smiled and didn't continue to talk about this topic.

Andrew, who was standing aside, couldn't bear it anymore.

"That's natural!" Andrew, who was standing aside, raised his chin and added with a little satisfaction: "The hunter I chose must be very powerful... Amber has been reading basic divination spells every day since she can remember. For all the big and small things he encountered, as he said before, divination is already an instinct of his!"

It was the first time that members of the Forgiveness Hunting Team had heard of such a situation, and they couldn't help nodding their heads in admiration. At the same time, everyone also understood why this freshman of Atlas College always looked sick and thin.

Divination for a long time, even if you "just watch but don't tell", it will inevitably accumulate a lot of backlash over time. Even if you are pregnant with treasures and nourished by good medicine, it is difficult to avoid physical weakness.

Zheng Qing looked at the thin and handsome boy in front of him, his eyes swept over the strands of gray and white in his dark brown hair, for some reason, he felt a certain feeling of embarrassment in his heart.

Maybe he's reminded of his rune practice as a kid, maybe it's just a respect for Amber's persistence day in and day out. In short, the young public fee student finally lost the slight indifference before, sat up straight, and began to take these unannounced guests seriously.

"You guys are definitely not here today to show off Amber's divination skills." Zheng Qing changed the topic back and asked curiously, "Is there anything you want to do here?"

Andrew Taylor seemed to remember the own task at this time.

He touched the gem on his finger, thought for a moment, and then said slowly: "There are indeed two things."

All the eyes of the forgiveness hunting team fell on this little Fatty, and they cheered up, wondering what was going on with him.

"The first thing is business."

Andrew took out a white envelope from his arms and handed it to Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing took the envelope. There was no name and address of the sender or recipient on the cover, and there were no postmarks, stamps, or wax seals. It was bare, just a simple white envelope.

This style looks familiar.

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows, then turned his head to glance at Xiao Xiao. Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and nodded affirmatively.

Holding the envelope and hesitating for a moment, the young public finance student finally opened it decisively—Xiao Xiao did not take out the tools for testing the Black Devil method this time, nor did he persuade Zheng Qing to wear silkworm leather gloves—as expected, there were still It is a white card.

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Turn over the card, and there are four words written in cursive script on it:

"Pleasant cooperation."

Behind this sentence, there seems to be a trace of black and ash, Zheng Qing brushed it with his fingers, as if he had realized something. If I didn't guess wrong, this black ash should be the ashes of some hairs after burning.

In the lower right corner of the card, there is cursive font in black ink, and the inscription is still 'm·k·s'.

"The first thing I came here today was to represent Mr. Mike King Soprano, to congratulate the Excuse Hunting Team for their excellent results in the freshman competition. At the same time, Mr. Soprano also said that the previous agreement It's still valid, and that matter is written off at this point."

Next to him, Andrew Taylor spoke in a serious official tone, like a government spokesman on the news: "As for the rumors circulating in the school recently, my husband has also noticed it and said that he will help deal with it...Mr. Soprano praises you Youjia also said that if there is a chance, I can drink afternoon tea with you."

Zheng Qing nodded slightly.

To be honest, if Soprano hadn't specially sent Andrew to the door, he almost forgot that there was still a bet between him and the boss of the Alpha Academy - because of the incident of suppressing the pig demon in Damingfang, Zheng Qing I hated this big guy before I entered school. For this reason, Soprano sent a black-haired letter, and found Zheng Qing to reason with him during the night patrol.

Fortunately, this is the No. 1 University, and the shrewd Alpha people will not ask for trouble. In addition, because Soprano himself competed with Friedman for the position of Augustus, he didn't want to make too many enemies and provoke others. The college's public-funded students, so they have a bet with Zheng Qing.

According to the agreement, Zheng Qing only needs to win the freshman competition and help Soprano make a fortune in the gambling game, and the grievances between the two can be written off.

Now that Zheng Qing has completed the task of owning, Soprano will certainly not destroy his promise.

"Thank you very much Mr. Soprano for your help." Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, expressing his gratitude in a dignified manner. In any case, under the current public opinion environment, it is a matter of joy that Soprano, one of the leaders of the Alpha Academy, is willing to express his support.

"As for the second matter." Andrew took out a small rosewood box from his arms and pushed it in front of Zheng Qing: "Although Mr. Soprano didn't mention the gift, as his friend, this The little things are naturally taken care of by us.”

Seeing that Zheng Qing was about to refuse, Andrew immediately waved his hand and added: "This gift is not only for Mr. Soprano, but also for me."

Zheng Qing frowned, a little confused by Andrew's words, but also a little wary.

He didn't think there was any reason for the little Young Master of Taylor's family to give him a gift. He still clearly remembers that in a certain practical class, just because he shook hands with this wolf cub, he was put under a little curse, had a long nightmare, and even induced his headache— ——From this point of view, Zheng Qing's use of the transformation potion really has something to do with this wolf cub, and it makes sense for him to give a gift as an apology.

But obviously, Andrew is not someone who will apologize.

"I heard that when you were on the hunting ground, in order to avenge me, you wasted a transformation potion on that water monster, right." As he spoke, Andrew gave a thumbs up, and the golden gemstone on the thumb ring It seemed a lot brighter: "It's interesting!"

"I'm not a stingy person. People in Andrew's family are all grateful."

"There are ten transformation potions in this box. I just bought them from Beta Town. They are masterpieces with a shelf life of more than half a year. They all have certificates from professional organizations, and they are absolutely safe and effective... Although I don't know if you want dry potions. Well, but it’s definitely right to prepare a few more.”

Zheng Qing was taken aback when he heard what was in the box—for him, the public fee student, the value of the transformation potion was a bit too expensive—and he was about to reject it when he suddenly remembered what happened to him recently, and his heart moved , did not continue to refuse.

Seeing this, Andrew nodded in satisfaction, laughed, and reached out to pat Zheng Qing on the shoulder: "The message has arrived, and the gift has also been delivered. Since you still have something to do, we won't bother you any longer."

"Thanks for taking care of this hunting competition... In the future, if you have anything to do with Alpha Academy, just come to me!" (To be continued)