Monster Hunting High School

Just as Xiao Xiao predicted, before the spring equinox, the meteorological station's air-conditioning balloons seemed to be free of charge, dropping seventeen or eighty in one night. During the day, the weather got weirdly hot again, resulting in a temperature difference of more than ten degrees between day and night.

Although it has not reached the level of "wearing a leather jacket in the morning and wearing a gauze in the afternoon", it has also caused chaos in the dressing style on campus. Some are still wrapped in winter coats, while others have changed into summer thin shirts early. ; There are also cases where the upper body is thick and bulging, while the lower body is unusually thin, which is surprising.

In line with this changeable climate, there is also a strange atmosphere on campus.

Jiuyou Academy, Alpha Castle, Murloc Tribe, Divine Will, Blood Friendship Society, etc., all kinds of complicated relationships are connected together, causing public opinion on campus to become a mess.

Some elders of the murloc tribe called for the tribe to be moved from Linzhong Lake to the beautiful waters outside Alpha Castle to rebuild a new murloc reservation that was consistent with the free ethos of Alpha Castle.

The Alpha Academy was vague about this and did not give a clear answer. Instead, it repeatedly reiterated several opinions of the Wizards Alliance on the fishman reservation and respected the Jiuyou Academy's ownership of Linzhong Lake.

In response to the above-mentioned rhetoric, in addition to a solemn statement, Jiuyou Academy also announced that it will further strengthen the night patrol of Linzhong Lake, stating that it will allow the patrol team to carry powerful magic equipment such as magic books and amulets, and will authorize patrols. Team members prevent possible terrorist acts in advance.

Compared with several semi-official statements, the actions of Divine Will and Blood Friendship Association are much simpler. From Monday to Friday, there are hunting competitions between the two major clubs every evening in the school's multiple hunting grounds. The only consequence of this no-nonsense, just-do style is that the school hospital's beds are obviously tight. So much so that Zheng Qing once heard Mrs. Bella complain that the classification method of the school roster was too arbitrary and assigned many students who clearly belonged to Starry Sky Academy to other colleges.

This messy situation lasted for a week, and until the spring equinox arrived on Friday, there was still no sign of improvement, and it seemed that it would continue for a long time.

Although the Knights of Forgiveness established the principle of 'one-sided' after the meeting, in private, Zheng Qing repeatedly reminded everyone to exercise restraint, 'It's okay to cheer, but not to play.' On weekdays, you should keep a low profile and don't accept any media. Any reporter, including Fatty Xin, would not be the one who gets shot in the interview.

On Saturday afternoon, after returning from Monteria Laboratory, Zheng Qing collapsed on the bed like a dead dog.

Tonight's search mission was led by Xiao Xiao, so Zheng Qing rarely had a moment of leisure. It has been more than a week, and there is no trace of either Liu Feifei's pet snake or the faceless monster mentioned by the mouse in green. The hunting team also became a little slack.

At noon yesterday, the pet snake had been missing for more than 13 days, and Liu Feifei also submitted relevant application materials to the school working committee. But according to Nicholas, the gray-robed wizard received by the school working committee was a little pessimistic, saying that more than one or two small animals had disappeared near Linzhong Lake recently, and the possibility of finding them was very low.

According to the vague statement of the gray-robed wizard, those missing little guys were most likely dragged away by the hateful fish-men in the lake.

Xiao Xiao had reservations about such remarks.

According to his point of view, at present, the relationship between the fish-man tribe and the school working committee is very poor. It is very possible that the gray-robed wizard gives some eye drops to the fish-man tribe in this way; from another perspective , under the surveillance of the school's guardian array, it is almost impossible for a large number of small animals to disappear, which would make the Wizarding Code a joke.

The Wizards' Union hates it most when everyone treats the Wizarding Code as a joke.

Confusing thoughts are floating around in my mind, which is annoying. Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously and looked out the window.

The sun has gone down, and under the silver-gray sky, the colors are a bit dull.

Yesterday was the Spring Equinox.

After the vernal equinox, the meteorological monitor responsible for weather changes no longer has any reason to cool down and snow casually for everyone, so today's weather suddenly became much warmer.

The dormitory was empty. Except for Zheng Qing, everyone else was a member of tonight's search team. Only the elf and the fat cat who ate and slept kept him company.

Since the last time Dr. Duzem gave the elves a physical examination and said that they were unexpectedly healthy, Zheng Qing went to the Abnormal Life Research Institute several times, but without exception, no problems were found in them.

Up to now, the elves have not taken special medicine for a long time. They just drink some dew and nectar on weekdays and live in Zheng Qing's tent. They are not any different from other elves.

Dr. Duzem became interested in these little guys. He once hoped that Zheng Qing would give them to him and promised to write a high-efficiency paper for the young wizard. Zheng Qing politely declined.

As for Tuantuan, after half a year of gaining weight in dormitory 403, his body is obviously much plumper than when he first came here, and his temper towards the wizards is also a little kinder. The only thing that hasn't changed is its lazy temperament and its preference for chicken legs.

Because of his preference for chicken legs, Zheng Qing and others can ask the civet to do some insignificant and small tasks without violating the civet's dignity.

Such as now.

"Tuantuan?" Zheng Qing lay on the bed, stretched out his tone, then bent his right thumb and pointed at his back.

"Meow..." Tuantuan called out for a long time, with ups and downs and rich timbre.

Zheng Qing curled his lips.

"I only have one left." The young wizard turned his head, pressed the pillow, and said with a hint of threat in his tone: "Think clearly, they are not here tonight, and no one else can give it to you except me. drumstick."

The fat cat snorted disdainfully, looking like a soldier who could not be killed. He walked squarely and steadily around the desk, but the tip of his hanging tail accidentally swept a chart on the ground.

Zheng Qing's eyes twitched.

"Add another chicken wing," he drooped his eyelids, and his voice was full of discussion: "We are all regular customers, you have to learn how to offer discounts... We are a long-term business, we have to learn to give each other benefits, and learn to win-win."

Tuantuan narrowed its orange eyes, thought for a long time, and finally wandered over to Zheng Qing's bed.

"That's right..." the wizard muttered, burying his head in the pillow again, and humming comfortably: "One step, two steps, yes, it's a little heavier here... Well, take three steps, take five steps... ...Yes, right here, suck..."

On his back, the fat cat arched its back, pressed its soft paws hard on the corresponding acupuncture points, and stepped on his back hard.

"This old cat's claw skills are getting better and better. No wonder Fatty likes it in his bed so much." Zheng Qing squinted his eyes and grinned comfortably.

"This kid still has a strangely familiar smell... Hey, why can't I remember it?" The fat cat's face also wrinkled into a bun, showing a thoughtful expression.