Hunting High School

Today is Saturday, Zheng Qing originally planned to go to the soon-to-open d&k with the other hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team after finishing the morning class to continue their tidying up work. But because of the dreary chat in the dormitory at breakfast, the young public finance student finally decided to modify his own itinerary a little bit.

He decided to take the elves to the 'Institute of Abnormal Life'; to find Dr. Du Zemu for a routine examination. In his opinion, no matter whether the potion the doctor prepared before is about to expire, as long as the test results of the elves are still normal, there is still room for recovery.

Although it is the busiest commercial street outside the campus, since it is Saturday morning, most of the students who have been busy for a week are still sleeping soundly in the dormitory to make up for the energy they have lost in the past five days-especially now In winter, it is freezing outside and the north wind is howling, but the house is warm as spring and the atmosphere is soothing. Whether to wrap yourself in bed and play chess with Zhou Gong, or to shiver in self-exile in the cold wind, this is a question that does not require a choice.

So when Zheng Qing was walking on the pedestrian street with the elves' paper houses in his arms, there were very few figures in sight. Even if a few students passed by, they walked in a hurry, lowered their heads and covered their ears, except for a pair of eyes, wishing to cover every inch of exposed skin on their bodies with thick fur.

Because there was a poor-quality heat-retaining amulet hanging on his body, the clothes Zheng Qing was wearing were not so thick. He was still wearing the Jiuyou Academy's robes, but he added a dark red woolen scarf around his neck.

This scarf was a gift from the elves for Thanksgiving - in fact, every wizard in the 40 dormitory received a gift from the elves, but they gave Zheng Qing a scarf. Xin Fatty was given a pair of woolen gloves, Xiao Xiao was given woolen sleeves, and Mr. Vampire Werewolf received a woolen hat.

When they first received this gift, all the wizards in the 40 dormitory including Xiao Xiao were taken aback, especially Zheng Qing. Even though he has always believed that the elves are truly intelligent beings and actively defended them, he only considered this issue from the perspective of logical behavior and equal morality-the longer he stayed in school, the more he felt about himself at the beginning. The more stubborn you are, the less confident you are--Xiao Xiao's comment on this is "You can't tell the difference between sympathy and reason".

However, the gifts received on Thanksgiving Day have in some ways reinvigorated Zheng Qing's efforts. He no longer thinks that he is just working hard for a group of 'ai'; but he firmly believes that elves have souls and are equal to wizards.

That is to say, from that day on, when Zheng Qing brought up the topic related to elves again, the other young wizards in the 40 dormitory no longer held a wait-and-see and laughing attitude. They also began to think seriously and make suggestions for the identities of the elves.

Of course, for now, the most important thing is to ensure that the group of little elves who are napping in Zheng Qing's arms can survive this winter safely and healthily.

The paper house in Zheng Qing's arms is no longer the simple and crude one that the witches from class Tianwen 08-1 brought.

The four walls of the paper house are covered with various talismans for heat preservation, wind protection, and noise suppression. In order to ensure that these little ones stay comfortably in the house, the young public finance students spend half an hour every night posting signs for the paper house. New Talisman.

Inside the paper house, there are four-poster beds that Xin Fatty carved out of mahogany for them, Xiao Xiao reinforced the house with copper components and several small bonsai decorations, and Dylan, it is said that he took one of his cousin's The toys were dismantled and a dressing table with a half-length mirror was added for the elves.

There were so many changes, and the young wizards all hoped that the elves would have a better time in this room.

The Abnormal Life Research Institute is located deep in a narrow old alley in the eastern part of Beta Town. This is one of the oldest settlements in Beta Town, so the houses that Zheng Qing saw along the way were a bit dilapidated.

The same feeling as when I came here in Xiaqiu, this alley is still so quiet and deep, like an old man who is dying, nothing can arouse his curiosity and restlessness.

But it is different from the scenery in summer and autumn. In the alley in winter, there are no green moss in the corner of the wall, no trembling tentacles of rat women in the cracks of stones, no lush branches and leaves of creepers on the top of the wall, and the looming and wide-eyed creepers in those branches and leaves. The eyes are wary of the figures of the grass sperm watching the movement of the visitor.

Some are just a bare, blue-gray cold stone world.

The iron gate of the research institute was not closed, it was only ajar. Through the crack of the door, two familiar voices came faintly from the yard.

"...you can't use this potion so casually, it's illegal." Dr. Duzem's tone was a little hasty, and his voice was full of anxiety: "Besides, how can you use it so quickly? ? It's not magic at all"

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Another witch comforted in a nonchalant tone, "I'm not a child, I just did a few small experiments in my mind."

"No matter what, I will only provide you with a single potion for one person per week." Dr. Duzem seemed not to be moved by the witch's comforting words, and said very firmly: "If you are willing to provide me with more detailed use report, then I agree to tailor a more appropriate medication plan for you."

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"One serving is one serving, and one serving is barely enough." The witch interrupted Dr. Duzem, and happily agreed: "That's the decision! Of course, there is no use report, and you won't call my family." Report it!"

In the last sentence, her voice raised slightly, with a hint of warning in her tone.

Dr. Duzem did not answer, but remained silent.

Just at this moment, a slightly old voice broke the embarrassing atmosphere in the room.

"Miss Jiang, Young Master, we have new guests and it's winter now. It's very rude to let Zheng Qing Young Master blow the cold wind outside the house alone."

Hearing this, Zheng Qing's heart skipped a beat, and just as he took a step toward retreat, the big black iron door in front of him creaked completely open.

At the end of the hall, Jiang Yu, who was wearing a red velvet shawl and a long skirt, was looking outside in surprise. And Dr. Duzem was still wearing the worn black and gray wizard robe, with no bow tie around his neck as before.

The one who opened the door was Dr. Duzem's old servant, Constantine.

"Good morning, Zheng Qing Young Master." The old servant greeted the young wizard very politely, and at the same time bowed slightly: "It's just the right time to invite you inside. Young Master is just going to send Miss Jiang out." (To be completed continued)