Monster Hunting High School

Time passed unconsciously in the chaos and noise.

A week has passed since the Qingming Festival last Saturday, and in the blink of an eye it is another Saturday night.

Zheng Qing felt that his time was becoming increasingly insufficient.

After class every day, he has to do homework and complete extra intensive training assigned by professors - this is the punishment for his unsatisfactory test scores last semester as a publicly funded student.

When you have some free time after class, you should pay attention to the operation of the D\u0026K store. From time to time, the school club association would summon club leaders like him to meetings to fill in various useless forms and reports.

In addition, Zheng Qing also needs to squeeze in his rest time to complete hunting team training, meetings, soliciting sponsorship, and formulating tactics. Sometimes he even needs to sacrifice precious sleep time.

Friday afternoon is a little more relaxed, because after practical classes, many people often have enough time to lie down and rest for a while in the school hospital. If you are lucky enough not to be injured, you will definitely take advantage of this opportunity to catch up on your homework. Even a chart accurate to the second cannot tell whether you will have time to do your homework the next day.

On weekends, Zheng Qing is even busier.

On Saturday morning, he would turn into a cat and have a meeting with Kolma to discuss how to find the 'Dr. Duzem' who was banned from the school. Until this meeting, Zheng Qing still had not found a suitable way to reveal the information he knew to the witch.

On Saturday afternoon, Zheng Qing needed to work as an assistant in Professor Monteria's laboratory. Although Professor Monteria has not completely solved the cause of Zheng Qing's 'pink eye disease', the young wizard still learned a lot in his laboratory.

On Saturday night, Zheng Qing needs to restart the night patrol of Linzhong Lake - this is the price he needs to pay for casually leaving the group during the last Forbidden Demon Festival. 'Fortunately', he was quite familiar with this kind of punishment and quickly got started with it.

After getting up at noon on Sunday, Zheng Qing gave four or five hours of his precious time to the gypsy witch.

This is as it should be.

After all, there are no two witches and wizards in love, like him and Elena, who never get tired of being together in class, but then go their separate ways after class. Only on weekends can they find time to sit politely across from each other at a desk. , write homework together.

That's right, Zheng Qing spent most of his time with Elena on Sunday doing homework instead of in the hotel.

Sometimes, he even doubted whether the two were in love. Or is this the same state when other people are in love? Because the other two lovers he knew - Xiao Xiao and Sima Yangyun, Nicholas and Liu Feifei - most of the time they communicated about study matters.

As for other classmates he was not familiar with, because it was about privacy, he couldn't pry into others at will. He could only bury such things deep in his heart and be silently frustrated. The kind of love and affection in fantasy is just a fantasy after all.

There is also a regular class meeting on Sunday afternoon.

The next day is a new week.

After a brief list, Zheng Qing found in despair that his schedule was full, his freedom had been taken away, and the chaotic pressure was suffocating. He was very envious of Xiao Xiao who could stay in the library all day without any distractions; he was also envious of Fatty who could run around the campus with a quill and notepad, looking for news materials; he was even envious of the fact that he would often go to Starry Sky Academy and then come back to class with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Zhang Jixin, Zheng Qing would sometimes be inexplicably envious for a second.

He often touched his silver pocket watch, imagining that like Mr. Wu, he could put his finger in and fiddle with the hands to get a little more time for himself. Without exception, this kind of imagination will always come to an abrupt end outside the solid case of the pocket watch.

"Focus! Stay alert!"

An old school worker with a gray beard and a square face punched the staff in his hand, gave Zheng Qing a stern look, and then turned his gaze to the others: "Don't forget what I said before... During this period of time, The night patrol of Zhong Lake is no longer as safe as before. You need to be vigilant at all times and be careful of those smelly guys in the lake who drag you into the water and pickle you as food for the winter! "

Zheng Qing quickly released his left hand that was holding the pocket watch, and tightened his grip on the staff with his right hand. He raised his chest and raised his head, trying hard to show his concentration to the old school worker.

The old school worker's name was Hemingway, who replaced the old man Verne who was demoted and transferred due to work mistakes last semester and became the new leader of the Linzhong Lake night patrol. Compared with Verne, Hemingway has a more grumpy temper and is more severe. Additionally, he doesn’t own a dog and doesn’t like to drink.

"We didn't think the Linzhong Lake night patrol was safe last semester." Lin Guo muttered behind Zheng Qing in a low voice.

The young public-funded student couldn't help but curl up his mouth. During the night patrol at Zhong Lake last semester, Zheng Qing encountered situations more than once, such as fish-men coming ashore, turtles drained of time, demonized kappa, etc. If you think about it carefully, it really can't be said to be very safe.

Old Hemingway apparently heard the muttering of a certain little wizard in the night.

"That classmate, if you have any opinions, please speak up!" He slammed the staff in his hand again, and the angry wind lamp hanging on the head of the staff suddenly glowed with green light, illuminating the surrounding area.

The old man squinted, looked at Lin Guo, and frowned: "Are you from that patrol team? Why are you in my team."

As he spoke, he took out the roster from his armpit and pretended to open it.

Zheng Qing hurriedly jogged a few steps and whispered in the old man's ear: "Report to the leader, he is a member of my hunting team... Our hunting team also received corresponding safety inspection tasks from the school working committee, and we happened to have this opportunity. , so take him on patrol.”

Because the protest from the Linzhong Lake Fishman Tribe caused a commotion among insects and rats on campus, the student union took this opportunity to arrange for each hunting team to strengthen night training. At the same time, it reached an agreement with the school working committee to combine part of the training content with campus safety inspections. merge.

This is a win-win project, and Hemingway naturally knows it.

"Your hunting team?" The old man glanced at Zheng Qing suspiciously: "You are still a first-year student, right? You have your own hunting team?"

Many senior administrators and even researchers in the school have this common problem. That is, they hardly pay attention to current affairs and only focus on their respective acres of land. But even knowing this, Zheng Qing still felt inexplicably disappointed after hearing the old man doubting his words.

After all, he is also a publicly funded student of the school, has received the Order of Merlin, and has been a Major Arcana 'World'. In this school, he can be considered a celebrity.

Of course, these flattering words are definitely not convenient to say to the elderly in person.

"Excuse the hunting team, the hunting team I organized last year." Zheng Qing immediately took out the badge of his hunting team from his arms: "Last year, our hunting team won the first place in the hunting competition for freshmen in the school hunting competition. ”

"Oh, it's the hunting team that cheated." The old man suddenly realized.

The smile on Zheng Qing's face immediately stiffened.

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