Hunting High School

Tuantuan is a male cat.

To be precise, it is a fat tomcat with yellow and white stripes and a pair of sea blue eyes.

More importantly, it is a civet.

There is no essential difference between civets and demon cats, but civets are more friendly to wizards.

Tuantuan's usual life is very simple and comfortable.

Its favorite thing is to lazily spread out its body after eating a piece of roasted golden yellow and oily chicken leg, squinting its eyes and snoring on the window sill.

Occasionally, it has a leisurely mood, and it doesn't mind shaking its full body fat, taking small square steps, strolling on the tiles in front of the window, and having in-depth and friendly exchanges with its uncivilized mothers and compatriots.

As a civet with a wide range of hobbies, it doesn't mind the thriving girls in the academy using their fragrant bodies to stimulate their own sense of smell.

However, as a noble civet, it can't tolerate those freshmen who play tricks with three-legged cats to run wild in front of its authentic four-legged cat.

Right now, it has encountered such a challenge.

Several freshmen came to the balcony.

This kind of thing is very common, and Tuantuan doesn't take it seriously. Usually, these pink and tender rookies will admire a few times, express a few words, and then retreat to the dormitory, doing what every freshman should do.

But these freshmen are not the same.

"Are they treating me like those uncivilized wild cats?" Tuantuan stroked his beard angrily and narrowed his blue eyes.

In front of its eyes, a small fish made of talisman paper was vividly shaking its head and tail, wandering in the void.

"Being a fake fish? It's really unreasonable!" Squinting his eyes and glanced at the little fish dangling in front of his eyes, Tuantuan wiped his beard in distress: "What should I do?"

"It's not fooled! What should I do?" On the balcony, several freshmen were also troubled by this question.

"Would you like to try chicken legs?" Xin Fatty seemed to have thought of something, and took out a USB flash drive with some heartache.

"Cats should eat fish." Zheng Qing muttered, taking back the little fish that had been made with talisman paper in frustration.

Xin Fatty inserted the USB flash drive into the thick watch, clicked a few buttons casually, and a virtual screen jumped out of the void and suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"What is this?" Zheng Qing looked at the screen curiously.

"The storage space of the Qiankun 503 series." Xiao Xiao, who was next to him, explained obligatoryly: "The current popular fifth-generation storage technology is created through advanced magic such as virtual realization and multi-dimensional superposition, combined with traditional alchemy technologies such as void mustard seeds. .It is easy to use, easy to carry, and adapts to the development of the Baiding world. It has become very popular in recent years."

Xin Fatty nodded, poking the void a few times.

Five folders of 'clothing', 'food', 'housing', 'travel' and 'usage' popped up on the virtual screen.

Then Fatty clicked on the folder named "Food", and found the "Favorites" column in the subdirectory, and found the "Favorites" item in it, and finally found it from a long list. A file named 'chicken legs'.

Click, and the pictures of five chicken legs quietly float into the air.

"Yo, exactly five." Dylan purposely leaned into Xin Fatty's ear and said with a smile, fearing that Xin Fatty would not hear him.

Gouging out the vampire werewolf viciously, Xin Fatty gritted his teeth, selected all of them with great heartache, and chose to manifest.

Xiao Xiao, who was silent at the side, took out a large plate in time and placed it under the picture of chicken legs.

A light blue light appeared above the plate, quickly outlining the appearance of five chicken legs, and with a few flashes, five hot chicken legs appeared on the plate in Fatty's hand, the rich marinade flowed down the smooth and tender The flesh rolled into it, as if it had just been fished out of the pot.

The steaming aroma hits the face.

"It's... so amazing!" Zheng Qing sighed for a long time, and finally suppressed a word of admiration.

"Hmph, it's nothing!" Fatty picked up the plate with pride and pain.

Zheng Qing very politely chose the smallest one, and put it in front of his eyes for a long time, without daring to speak.

"This is our specialty." Xin Fatty licked his tongue, and handed Xiao Xiao a chicken leg viciously: "It's too cheap for you."

"Hmm." Dylan frowned, looking at the three remaining chicken legs on the plate with a troubled expression.

"You don't like to eat chicken legs, do you?" Xin Fatty looked eager, then suddenly realized, and said with a very happy smile: "I forgot, vampires can't eat these things."

"However, there is no such problem with werewolves." Dylan quickly grabbed a chicken leg and threw it into his mouth. He ate it up in the blink of an eye, and spit out the smooth chicken bone with a 'pooh' sound.

The smooth and slender chicken bones landed on the plate in Fatty's hand, making a tinkling sound.

There were traces of soup on Dylan's lips. He smirked as he chewed the chicken: "I'm just wondering whether to choose the one with the fattest meat or the one with the most muscle."

With a dark face, Xin Fatty squeezed into the balcony without saying a word.

The fat tabby cat didn't look as lazy as before, and rushed into the balcony like lightning, holding a chicken leg with two paws.

Xin Fatty suddenly forgot about the plate, opened his five claws to grab the last one, and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

One cat, one person, two fat pancake faces twisted, chewing, panting, staring at each other viciously.

"A big cake face, two dead fish eyes." Xin Fatty spit out the clean chicken bone in his mouth, rubbed the cat's fat face fiercely, and said indignantly, "It's not cute at all!"

The fat cat groaned twice, its cheeks still wriggling patiently.

"How do you know it likes chicken legs?" Zheng Qing threw away the chicken bone in his hand, licked the taste on his lips, and asked curiously when he saw a person and a cat who had come to the table but were still staring at each other.

"Who cares what it likes!" Xin Fatty still looked distressed, and was furious when he heard the words: "My favorite, will anyone not like it?"

"I don't like it," Dylan said slowly.

"You are not human!" Xin stretched out his fat index finger and shook it contemptuously: "Besides, the one who eats the fastest has no right to speak!"

"But it's a cat." Zheng Qing corrected.

"Do you think it's a cat who likes chicken legs?" Fatty was confident.

Zheng Qing nodded, then shook his head, feeling that something was wrong.

The fat cat shook its ears, stretched its body lazily, raised its tail, and looked around the dormitory like a lord carrying a flag, and finally chose a comfortable groove on the window sill. Nested firmly.

He felt that there seemed to be some very strange smells in this dormitory, neither good nor bad, just strange.

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"Strange!" It stroked its oily beard, shook its head, and resisted the huge curiosity rising in its heart: "Tsk tsk, curiosity killed the cat."

However, seeing that these pink and tender newcomers are a bit oily, I don't mind staying for a while.

After licking his fat and tender paws, Tuantuan snored in satisfaction, finding a very appropriate excuse for himself.

"Shall we sleep on the bare board?" Zheng Qing, who had selected the bed, asked dully while supporting the cold board.

"Didn't you bring your own bedding?" Xiao Xiao raised his eyes and asked in surprise.

"Of course I brought it." Zheng Qing blushed slightly, and quickly found out his own gray small bag.

"The school will equip you with some things, but they are definitely not as comfortable as those at home." Dylan's figure flashed, The next moment was already squatting on his own bed, he looked at the others with a smile, and pulled back the scarlet curtains on his bed , a blue-black, ancient and heavy coffin lay firmly on his bed.

Xiao Xiao's face turned pale.

"I also added some materials myself, the school will only give you a mattress." Xin patted his bulging bed with satisfaction, and fell on it with feeling, and the wooden bed immediately let out a heavy panting sound.

Zheng Qing looked at his trembling bed sadly, and let out a long sigh.

The chubby cat on the window sill squinted its eyes, lazily brushed its beard, and looked at the mess in the dormitory mockingly.

It was late when the bed was made.

Spreading the home coarse sheet that he brought with him on the thick mattress, Zheng Qing fell headfirst on it, pulled the quilt from home, and took a deep breath, the rich cotton scent filled his nostrils, It is as warm as the kang in grandpa's house.

Thinking back on all kinds of things that happened this day, looking forward to tomorrow's arrival, thinking about it, I couldn't help falling asleep.