Monster Hunting High School

"Is this your new formula of 'awakening potion' that you mixed with the saliva of the Bird?"

Zheng Qing squinted his eyes, glanced at the tube of potion, and snorted angrily: "If necessary, I would rather go to the Wandering Bar to buy a standard potion certified by the Wu League than be your guinea pig to test the potion. "

A rare hint of fear appeared on the fat man's face.

"Hey, there are no guinea pigs or guinea pigs that can test medicines or not. You think too much!" Fatty Xin quickly put away the tube of medicine in his hand, stuffed it into his watch, and at the same time shook his head like a rattle: " And what I use is not the saliva of Guanguanniao, but the extract of Guanguansuochi... In a sense, the suichui is not actually part of the bird's beak."

The scrub bird is a dove-like magical creature that lives mainly in the depths of the Silent Forest. This bird is small in size, like a domestic pigeon, but its cry is loud, like a person shouting. Its meat is delicious and very popular in the wizarding world. Because of this, this creature was once hunted to the brink of extinction.

Until now, the largest known colony of scrub birds in the entire wizarding world is located deep in the Silent Forest. Recently, a black tide emerged in the Silent Forest, bringing some scrub birds to the edge of the forest, where they were hunted down by the wizards guarding the town. That’s why there are so many of them on the market.

Fatty Xin may be stingy sometimes, but as an old man, he is not stingy at all when it comes to eating. As soon as the Wandering Bar put up a sign for Guan Guan Bird, he forced Zheng Qing to use the gold card to buy one back.

Fortunately, apart from the bird meat, he didn't waste any other materials on Guan Guan's body. Including bird feathers, bird bones, bird blood, internal organs, etc., he picked out any parts that could be used as magic materials to enrich his material library. This is how the Guan Guan Suo Nuo extract he mentioned before came from.

Hearing the fat man's explanation, Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and hummed feebly: "Even if you talk about the sky falling and golden lotuses blooming on the ground, I won't drink bird water... If you use traditional methods such as strips of grass or beech wood, I can try the potion made from the ingredients, so let’s forget it.”

Tiaocao, Myrtlewood, and Guanguansaomu extracts all have the effect of refreshing the mind and are often used in the preparation of related medicines or alchemy products. It's just that strips of grass and beetroot can be cultivated on a large scale and are cheap, so the related preparation methods are common, and everyone is well aware of their medicinal effects or side effects. Due to its rarity and the fact that it is a protected creature in the wizarding world, the method of preparing it is strictly restricted by the Wizards Alliance.

This is why Zheng Qing firmly believes that he is acting as a guinea pig by drinking Fatty's medicine.

In his ears, Fatty Xin continued to explain to Zheng Qing that he had superb methods of preparing potions and that his formula was ancient. After drinking it, he felt energetic, it tasted delicious, and it was no longer difficult to climb the seventeenth floor.

Zheng Qing tilted his head and slapped it on the desk, half-squinting his eyes, and turned a deaf ear to the fat man's muttered explanation.

He felt that he just needed to take a good rest and adjust to his condition.

It's just that I had insomnia last night, and it wasn't a nightmare. I don't need to take any medicine at all, let alone Fatty's private medicine that doesn't have any shelf life or quality certification.

Vaguely, he heard Zhang Jixin, who was reading the newspaper on the other side, supporting his choice: "...Brother Qing is right not to use medicine in this state. It is said that medicine is three parts poison, and eating less will make you sick. No intrusion. If you can adjust your physical condition naturally, try to adjust it naturally. Excessive use of magic methods or medicines to adjust your body will cause a lot of unnecessary trouble in the future. "

He didn't elaborate on what kind of trouble there would be, and Zheng Qing, who was lying on the desk, didn't bother to ask - Zheng Qing didn't need to speak to know that what he just said was definitely Zhang Jixin repeating what his brother or other elders in the family had said. , but I brought it out today because I was angry with the fat man. If it were just Elder Zhang himself, he would never have such an awareness.

After all, I haven't seen him eat less on weekdays.

Just when the young public-funded student half-squinted his eyes and the above-mentioned messy thoughts came to his mind, Zhang Jixin suddenly shouted softly:

"Oh, Brother Qing, Brother Qing, get up quickly!"

Zheng Qing felt that the arm on which his head was resting was grabbed by a thick hand and shook a few times, shaking his head from side to side, making him feel dizzy.

At the same time, Zhang Jixin shouted in a low voice in his ears: "Brother Qing... The author of this article is a Pulitzer. Is he the reporter who interviewed you in the North District of Beta Town?" ? Look, is it the article you have been waiting for a long time? ”

Zheng Qing felt excited in his heart, and he sat upright immediately, and his originally dazed energy instantly became focused.

Similar to him, Xiao Xiao, who had opened his notebook before, and Fatty Xin, who was packing the potions, also put their heads over almost at the same time.

Zhang Jixin grabbed a newspaper and handed it to Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing grabbed it and spread it on the desk. At the top of the newspaper, the five large characters of "Beta Town Post" are extremely clear. Zhang Jixin turned to the third page of the newspaper. This page generally belongs to the "Truth" column of the "Beta Town Post" and has always been known for its keen perspective and sharp reporting.

In the center of the newspaper, a line of thick black letters was printed on the white paper, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Shadows in the Sun" by Louvie Pulitzer, senior editor and senior reporter at the Beta Town Post.

On the side of the article, there is a profile photo of a wizard sitting on a sofa. The photo was in black and white and seemed to be in a cafe. The large glass windows made the wizard's figure extremely small. Moreover, the wizard was holding a coffee cup in his hand, which happened to block his face, making it difficult to identify him.

Opposite the wizard sat Ms. Pulitzer, holding a pen in her hand and wearing rimless glasses with red frames on her nose. She had a serious expression and tilted her ears slightly, as if she was listening carefully to something.

On the table between the two of them, there was a small plate of snacks and a wooden archway with bells hanging on it.

It was not difficult for Zheng Qing to determine the identity of the wizard.

Because that's who he is.

He easily determined that the photo reflected his meeting with Ms. Pulitzer in a coffee shop. Whether it was Ms. Pulitzer's eccentric way of using a pen or the wooden archway with bells hanging on it, he was deeply impressed.

"But, I don't remember anyone taking pictures of me?!" the young wizard muttered, with a puzzled expression on his face.

As he spoke, he poked the wizard in the photo, trying to show his face.

But what is regrettable is that this photo does not use the magic tricks commonly used in wizarding newspapers, but is a real, motionless 'dead' photo.

"Read the content first and hold back what you say!" Xiao Xiao interrupted Zheng Qing's muttering with a serious tone.