Monster Hunting High School

Linzhong Lakeside.

In a pavilion on the promenade around the lake.

When Zheng Qing opened his eyes and returned to reality from the dream classroom, just a few seconds later, the discussions about the principal's successor began to gradually blur in his mind - as if someone was erasing bit by bit with an eraser. As if falling.

In the end, Zheng Qing was unable to provide Fatty Xin with big news.

This regret subsided a lot after he dug out the notebook in the gray cloth bag. A young public-funded businessman unexpectedly discovered that the notes he took in his dream were completely reflected in his notebook in reality.

The sentence highlighted in the notes - if you know enough, you will not be confused; as long as you are smart enough, you will not be confused by reality - was his own summary based on the content of his teacher's lectures.

The boy muttered these words, stretched, stood up from the bench in the pavilion, leaned out and looked out.

The afternoon sun is a little less vicious, but a little more thick. Just standing in the shadow of the pavilion and looking out, looking at the world filled with sunshine, makes people feel breathless.

The cicada screamed "wow", feebly, like an "old student" dragging out his singing voice and playing tunes on the stage.

Most of the creatures on the bustling lake in the past have disappeared, either hiding in the deep bottom of the lake or hiding in the rock caves and crevices on the shore. Only a few empty dinghy boats could be seen on the water, as well as a blue buffalo leaning against the boat, with only a little of its back exposed.

They are the working cattle of the school working committee and need to respond to the call of the wizard who wants to take a boat across the lake at any time. So we can only stick to our posts in this hot weather.

I heard that because it’s not July yet, the school won’t give out high temperature subsidies.

It's also very miserable.

A few hundred meters away, in the mud pond on the east side of Linzhong Lake, the hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team were searching every corner there in the name of 'training'. Wearing bulky rain boots and heavy dragon-skin gloves, they rummaged through mud dens looking for longevity turtles.

The hunters will perform a magic test on each found longevity turtle, and put a safety stamp on the shell of the turtle that passes the test. This was the method confirmed at yesterday's plenary meeting. Everyone hopes to use this method to find the faceless demon hiding in the mud pond - or at least, learn the whereabouts of the black goat from the mouths of some old turtles.

Apparently, the job wasn't going so well.

Just when Zheng Qing leaned forward and looked out, he saw an angry turtle swung its tail and slapped Zhang Jixin hard on the face. There was another longevity turtle stretching its neck and spitting in Lin Guo's face.

The saliva of the longevity turtles was very clear but full of weight, making Lin Guo's entire head wet.

"Oh, damn it!" the young public-funded student shouted, rushing out of the pavilion: "How dare they be so rude! Can't you use stronger methods?"

Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes at Zheng Qing.

"You were sleeping soundly in bed, snoring and dreaming sweetly, and suddenly someone lifted the quilt, checked your body with magic, and finally stamped your buttocks... Would you still be polite in this situation?"

Zheng Qing was immediately speechless.

As he spoke, he was already standing on the edge of the mud pond.

It seemed that the forgivable hunters had already rummaged through most of the pond. The long-lived turtles with their shells stamped on their shells gathered together in twos and threes, stretching their necks and staring angrily at the young wizards with small green bean-sized eyes.

Zheng Qing suddenly felt a little weak in his heart.

"Will they complain to the school?" he asked the doctor in a low voice.

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and glanced at the captain: "By the time you think about this problem, we have already received the complaint... Xun Zui's training book today contains content related to 'demon detection' and 'marking'. The school working committee also tacitly allowed us to inspect the mud pond. This is a compromise solution in a sense.”

Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

He still remembered that he was currently on probation, and he didn't want to cause any "racial conflict" at this time and be sued.

"The weather is so hot!" The young public-funded student tugged at the collar of his robe and hesitated: "How about... everyone take a rest first?"

Before he finished speaking, Fatty Xin cheered, dropped the longevity turtle he had just grabbed, and crawled out of the mud pond panting. The longevity turtle the size of a washbasin hit the muddy water hard, causing a huge brown splash, causing Zhang Jixin to curse loudly.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Zheng Qing dissatisfied.

Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly and raised his hand to fan the wind: "The weather is too hot... It's only May, but it feels like July or August. The weather monitor hasn't reached the month where the weather balloon is used unexpectedly."

"This is the aftermath of the silent resurgence of the past year. The school confirmed as early as January that the high temperature days will come early this year and last for a long time. Don't you ever read the school newspaper?" Fatty Xin took off his dragon skin with great effort. Gloves and clumsy rain boots reached out to grab Zheng Qing's waist: "Quick, quick, here are two cooling charms..."

Zheng Qing avoided the fat man's big, greasy hands.

"Speaking of the school newspaper," the young public-funded student quickly pulled out a stack of cooling charms from the gray cloth bag and stuffed it into the fat man's hand: "When I just woke up, I seemed to have a big news for you... but I have forgotten it now. …Hey, give some points to others!”

Fatty Xin was about to stuff all the extra cooling charms into his pocket.

After hearing Zheng Qing's words, he sighed in disappointment.

"Big news?" Xiao Xiao took two cooling charms and placed them on both sides of his temples, with a hint of curiosity on his face: "Where did the big news come from? Was it from last night?"

"No, it's in a dream." Zheng Qing replied seriously.

"The school newspaper is a serious publication. Under normal circumstances, students' dreams will not be published." Fatty refused without hesitation, but at the same time he also gave other suggestions: "...Of course, I have several connections in "Duoduo" Ms.'s editorial department, they like to publish the random thoughts of young people."

"It's not random thoughts." Zheng Qing corrected: "It's...hell, why can't I remember it? I remember it was related to the vice principals of the school."

"Ouch!" Fatty let out a short, harsh laugh: "That certainly doesn't sound like ordinary random thoughts... more like a daydream."

"Forget it, let's not discuss this topic anymore." Zheng Qing waved his hand distractedly, signaling the fat man to shut up.

The group of people had returned to the pavilion and were sitting on the benches of the pavilion in twos and threes.

Zheng Qing hesitated, and finally selectively told some of his previous experiences - whether it was facing the upcoming challenges or rescuing Zhu Si from the mirror world. He needs some help.

There is no more reliable helper than the hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team.

"I just had a dream." The young public-funded student stood among the hunters and looked at everyone very seriously: "In the dream, I heard a prophecy and saw a little girl."