Monster Hunting High School

To lie down in vain, or not to lie down in vain, this is Schrödinger's question.

It is indeed true to say that lying down in vain is true. From three o'clock in the afternoon to six o'clock in the afternoon, Zheng Qing changed four or five positions on the 'throne', from the majestic and domineering leopard lying down to the lazy dog ​​lying down, and then gave up treatment. She turned sideways to reveal her half-diarrhea, and finally rolled it up into a ball. The posture changed one after another, but in the end the mysterious sender was not reached.

But it seems right to say that it was not in vain. Because on the day of their first meeting in this new semester, the cats followed their inherent habits and paid new tributes to him, the cat king.

The tributes are not many, but they are of various kinds and their values ​​vary greatly.

For example, the ragdoll cat found an emerald for him from somewhere. Although it was only the size of a fingernail, it was worth a lot of money. The black cat's eyes shone when he saw it - the reason why I say 'again' is because Zheng Qing vaguely remembered that the cat's eye stone last time was also paid tribute by this ragdoll cat. This made him deeply suspect that the owner of the Ragdoll Cat was a wealthy man from Alpha Academy.

Another example is the forest cat with an extra scar on its face. What was presented to Zheng Qing was a bitten and bloody Ran Yi. This is a snake-headed fish with six legs and eyes like horse ears. It is said that eating this fish can improve eyesight and ward off evil spirits. Of course, these effects are just like students who need to throw cigarette ashes over their left shoulder when entering the Herb Garden. They are just old sayings and there is no professional wizard paper to support them.

Referring to the many scars on the forest cat's face, Zheng Qing had reason to suspect that this piece of Ran Yi was a trophy that the forest cat had obtained from the black tide that had recently erupted in Beta Town.

Although Zheng Qing didn't intend to eat this Ran Yi, he still happily accepted it. This kind of hunt can be completely digested internally. For example, he can give this fish to Fatty Xin to prepare potions, or give it to Lin Guo as an alchemy raw material. No matter how bad it is, you can still hook it up to D\u0026K, sell it as prey, and still make a little money.

If the above two tributes are of some value, the gifts presented by other cats are a bit less than satisfactory.

For example, there was a chubby British short-haired cat who brought Zheng Qing a small roll of fresh catnip; there was also a short-tailed cat who brought Zheng Qing a fat mouse - it should still remember Zheng Qing's visit a few months ago. Qing issued the task and thought his tribute was great. When he paid tribute, he looked around and felt proud.

The cats paid tribute quickly and in an orderly manner. Starting from the high-status cats, one by one, they came to the small open space under the black cat's 'throne', left their respective gifts, and bowed away.

Among the entire group of cats, the only one who has not yet surrendered to Zheng Qing is the little white cat lying next to him.

For some reason, after seeing the little white cat again, Zheng Qing felt that its temper had become much worse. It would kick him from the center of the throne to the edge at every turn, and would also bared its teeth at him from time to time, making threatening sounds in its throat.

Fortunately, our black cat is a generous black cat, a black cat who has escaped from vulgar taste, and will not get angry because of a little rudeness by a little white cat.

Of course, any tolerance has a certain limit, and principled matters - such as paying tribute - cannot be taken lightly.

"Boom!"

The black cat popped out a paw and tapped the tree trunk underneath the little white cat.

Directly below him is a small pile of various tributes, and to the right is a bad-tempered little white cat lying among the branches. At this moment, other members of the cat fruit tree have paid tribute with their gifts and hung them back on the branches. Only the little white cat has not yet provided tribute to Zheng Qing.

This made Black Cat slightly unhappy.

"Boom!"

Seeing that the little white cat ignored his hint, Zheng Qing patiently knocked on the tree trunk again, and at the same time hooked his tail, pointing the tip of his tail towards the small pile of gifts under him, signaling the little white cat to be smarter—— He has decided that as long as the little white cat pays him tribute, he will hold his nose and accept even a leaf.

Jiang Xiaomao took a deep breath.

There was a faint scent of catnip lingering in the air, which slightly lifted her mood. That smell came from a British shorthair tribute to the black cat, which was currently lying peacefully in a small open space under the cat fruit tree.

Ever since the black cat appeared under the cat fruit tree and poked its head around to look around, her heart had become agitated. Reason told her that before the black cat discovered her identity, it was the right way to stay away as soon as possible.

But her intuition made her just want to punish the black cat severely, such as those subconscious cat kicks.

When Black Cat signaled her to pay the tribute, Jiang Xiaomao was seriously thinking about whether the paper crane she had sent before might reveal her identity - the letter was written by a simple alchemy doll and was also sent through that doll. Yes, the doll has been destroyed, so her identity will not be exposed. As for the paw print at the end of the letter, she grabbed a mouse and pressed it on it.

As for the mouse, it was already lying in the forest cat's belly.

The black cat's 'dong dong' sound interrupted Jiang Xiaomao's thoughts, which made her a little unhappy.

She tilted her head, looked at where the tip of the black cat's tail was pointing, yawned disdainfully, stretched, and stood up unsteadily - this cat has complicated affairs and no longer needs to be taken care of!

The black cat raised his head warily, worried that the little white cat would kick him again.

The little white cat ignored his vigilance, but jumped up and jumped down from the throne of the cat fruit tree deftly. Then she sniffed the pile of tributes from Zheng Qing, picked up the small emerald gem in the black cat's eyes, and ran away.

Run, run away? !

The black cat stood up in shock, dazed in the howling cold wind.

Isn’t it paying tribute to itself? Why did it pick a tribute and run away? Is there any royal method? Are there any laws? !

The other big and small cats on the cat fruit tree ignored the behavior of the little white cat taking the emerald. Anyway, the tribute has been handed over, and other things have nothing to do with them.

The cold wind passed through the treetops, and the hair balls were swaying on the branches, just like the black cat's messy mood at the moment.

This bad mood only eased a little when I accompanied Elena to attend the 214 dance held by Jiuyou College in the evening.

"What is this?" Elena was wearing a long dress with tassels on the skirt. Her long burgundy hair was rarely tied back, revealing her white neck and shoulders, which was dazzling. She took the box wrapped in colored paper from Zheng Qing, pulled open the ribbon on it, and took out the thick talisman book. A hint of surprise appeared on her face: "Wow! It turned out to be a full set of basic talismans... The entire Jiuyou Academy, no , among the entire First University students, you are probably the only one who can give such a gift!”

As she spoke, the witch tilted her head and gave the boy a kiss that caught him off guard.

After kissing, she stuffed the talisman into her little bag and glanced at the wizard with a smile: "I thought you would give me another gem... Compared to those small stones, I think such a gift is more thoughtful. "

At the mention of gems, Zheng Qing's mood suddenly dropped and he fell into the mud again.