Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing went to the Abnormal Life Research Institute in Beta Town after the Talisman class on Monday afternoon to meet Dr. Terry Duzem. In order to have a suitable excuse, he also put the elves in the dormitory into cardboard boxes and carried them away.

Since the last physical examination for the elves, Zheng Qing has not been to this yard for a long time.

On the one hand, it’s because Dr. Duzem’s residence is like a secluded place, and Zheng Qing always feels that it’s not good to disturb him too much; on the other hand, it’s also because his group of elves have mutated for unknown reasons, and not only live normally, It's down, and it doesn't need any special medicine to feed it on weekdays, so it can fly around healthily.

Zheng Qing was always worried that if he brought them to Dr. Duzem's laboratory two more times, these little elves would be at risk of being dissected by the doctor. This worry was either groundless, or if they stayed in the dormitory, the little elves would be dissected. It has aroused great interest in Xiao Xiao, not to mention Dr. Duzem, who is obsessed with research.

Originally, he planned to come with Jiang Yu today, but for some reason, Jiang Yu seemed to be avoiding him when he saw him recently, always using various excuses to evade. Fortunately, the witch did not completely reject the request of the young public-funded student and still signed the note to him.

Although Zheng Qing discovered early on that he could find Dr. Duzem's residence even without the note signed by Jiang Yu, he did not refuse the witch's kindness. He would report to the witch every time before coming to the Institute of Abnormal Life.

This is both for safety and peace of mind.

When we met, it was already dark.

Dr. Duzem is reading the experimental report in the study.

After the old servant Constantine served tea for the two young masters, he closed the door and retreated quietly.

The study was quiet and the light was a little dark.

Dr. Duzem, who was sitting behind his desk, looked a little gloomy. After Zheng Qing invited the elves out, the doctor did not dig out his instrument box. He just took a look at the group of elves flying around the room and nodded affirmatively: "It's healthy... there's nothing more I can do."

It seems a bit perfunctory, but it is the truth, and Zheng Qing actually knows it. Dr. Duzem is not one for red tape or mincing words.

The young public-funded student held the cardboard box and greeted the elves one by one. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said his purpose of coming: "Doctor, someone wants to see you. Can I tell him where you live?"

He hesitated all day and finally decided to make his request clear.

Facts have proved that this is indeed the fastest and easiest way.

"If you can tell others, just say it. Although I doubt it." Unlike Zheng Qing's imagination, Dr. Duzem didn't seem to care so much about the location of his retreat: "This courtyard I have always been too quiet... Sometimes, I even forget that I am still alive. "

It sounds a little inexplicably sad.

"Do you mind... being known?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but ask.

"Do you mind? Being known?" Dr. Duzem laughed, and the wrinkles on his face also bloomed: "It's not me who minds, but some guys in the school, or the Wizards League... They are in my A very powerful spell has been cast on my address and name. Unless you have permission or someone with very powerful magic, you can’t even remember my name.”

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows.

Obtaining permission should be what Jiang Yu and himself have experienced.

And the magic power is very powerful, probably those guys like Rat Immortal and Hamster Fei Rui. Only they can break through the shackles of some ancient magic and hand the thread hidden behind the fog into the hands of a few young wizards.

But at the same time, Zheng Qing vaguely remembered that he had mentioned Dr. Duzem to others, but he was not bound by magic. This sense of déjà vu that broke the rules made him involuntarily think of his transformed black cat and the descendant of Tsathogua whom he shot to death, and he couldn't help but feel a bit of gloom in his heart.

"Oh, by the way... If you can really tell others about me, you can stop by the Wandering Bar to get some reward money." Dr. Duzem said jokingly: "If I remember correctly, Constantine once told me , the news about Terry Duzem has been listed in the Wandering Bar black market for several rewards, which is enough for you to complete the wizard registration ceremony."

Zheng Qing laughed dryly, grateful for the suggestion.

He would rather save his money slowly, one coin at a time, than risk being betrayed by having to deal with too many dark wizards.

Revealing some information about Dr. Duzem as a black cat can also be careless, making people confused and afraid to act rashly. But if I were really stupid and walked into the territory of a wandering wizard to collect the reward, I guess even if the black cat turned into a black tiger, he would be chopped into pieces and soaked in wine - and after that, the crippled black tiger would be given away. School or Wizards' Union, make a good relationship.

Although the smiling wandering wizard walks in a gray area, he also knows the importance and is determined not to go against the owner of Phuket Island on such a matter that involves the school's focus.

This is just like someone in Baiding's world buying and selling the personal details of biological and chemical weapons experts on the black market. If the owner of the black market had any sense, he would honestly hand over this kind of thing to the Wuchang instead of turning a blind eye or listening to it. At best, some oil will get stuck when passing through.

"Will Jiang Yu be in trouble?" Now that the doctor has agreed, Zheng Qing immediately became concerned about another question: "If I reveal your information..."

Dr. Duzem had a rare teasing smile on his face.

"Oh, what an enviable age." His tone was full of nostalgia: "Back then, I had many confidantes in school, but things are unpredictable..."

Zheng Qing felt his cheeks feel a little hot - after more than half a year of college career, he rarely felt this way now.

"No, we are not that..." the young public-funded student muttered, but did not say the last word for a long time. He could only wave his hands in a panic and deny it stupidly.

An elf poked its head out of the cardboard box and hugged the wizard's fingers worriedly. She was keenly aware of some uneasy fluctuations in the wizard's spirit.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath and recited the Duo Heart Sutra silently. After a moment, he calmed down.

Then he rubbed the elf's cheek to indicate to her that it was okay. The elf whispered twice and finally returned to the box obediently.

Dr. Duzem quietly watched the interaction between the wizard and the elf. After a long while, he quietly replied: "As long as you don't give the note Jiang Yu gave you to anyone else, or leak my information through her, Then she won't be in trouble."