Monster Hunting High School

To be honest, compared with 'Xiao Hui', the name Cangguo does sound a bit high-end.

The only problem is that when Zheng Qing hears the name 'Cang Guo', he can't help but think of Juice and the little girl who is bound in the mirror world.

"no."

He shook his head and rejected the fat man's suggestion without giving any reason for his objection.

"Are you going to waste the whole night naming the dog today?" The fat man stuffed the last handful of chicken popcorn into his mouth: "Just like you did when you named the Exoneration Hunting Team last time. If you don't plan to..."

Zheng Qing finally couldn't help it, interrupted the fat man's words, and roared: "I don't have so many 'plans', are you 'planning' to discuss my 'plans' all night? Can you change the word! Count how many of you started from just now How much planning has gone into it!”

The fat man was startled by Zheng Qing's roar. The chicken popcorn he was chewing suddenly slipped into his throat, and he choked to death. He hammered his chest hard.

The two elves quickly brought a glass of water to him.

Zheng Qing finally felt a little relieved.

"Black beans." When the fat man shut up, Xiao Xiao gave his own suggestion: "I remember a children's song 'Soybean duck, mung bean frog, black bean dog, red bean shrimp, and a big winter melon'... In the lyrics, the dog’s name is Black Bean.”

"Where did this children's song come from? Why have I never heard of it?"

"Most children in the wizarding world know this, right?" The fat man also calmed down, took out a handful of fried soybeans from somewhere, stuffed it into his mouth, and explained vaguely:

"It's about a duck the size of a soybean, a frog the size of a mung bean, a dog the size of a black bean, sitting on a red shrimp, dragging a big winter melon, and going on an adventure in the black forest... "

"I'm not interested in listening to fairy tales." Zheng Qing waved his hands, yawned widely, and made the final decision: "In that case... let's combine your opinions and name it Maodou."

"Edamame? How did you synthesize this word? I can still understand you talking about gray beans..."

"Mao is the hair of the cat fruit tree; bean is the bean of the black bean."

"Can cats and fur be the same?"

"Is the cat hairless? It's so tangled..."

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While several students in dormitory 403 were arguing over Gouzi’s name, Gouzi—perhaps he should be called ‘Moudou’ now—was quietly shuttled through the campus of First University.

It forgot where it came from, whether it was the pet of a school student, and whether it had its own owner; it also forgot when its 'consciousness' was born.

It only remembers the young wizard who appeared in front of it when its 'self-awareness' was first born.

Well, there seemed to be the aura of another wizard next to him, and Edamame was not very impressed.

What is deeply ingrained in its consciousness is the instinct of chasing.

The power originating from the depths of the bloodline constantly warns it that this world is very dangerous. Several times, it was vaguely aware that there were dangerous eyes around it silently observing it. Even if it hid in the gap of horn-shaped time and space, the feeling like a tarsal maggot still could not dissipate. It could only stay by the wizard's side, that Only then will his eyes become more restrained.

This simple thinking mixed with the instinct of magical creatures made Maodou stick to the wizard's back, from under the cat fruit tree to the teaching building and then to the student dormitory.

The sense of crisis and the power of magic interact, stimulating the rapid growth of edamame.

Countless clones hidden in the gaps of time and space are the best assistants for growth. This growth includes not only its proficiency and mastery of talents, but also its understanding of the magical world, its knowledge of wizards and common sense.

In just a few days, it transformed from an ignorant dog into a hound that understands the essentials of survival.

But success is also a talent, failure is also a talent.

Talent helps it grow rapidly, but bloodline limits the height of its growth.

To break this altitude, it only smells one way.

That is to pursue the wizard who liberates his bloodline.

The alluring aura exuding from the depths of the wizard's soul seemed to encompass the scent of the entire world. It seemed that if he smelled it a few more times, the shackles in his blood would loosen.

For a shrewd Tindalos hound, finding the right target is a very important thing.

That makes it feel safe.

To maintain this sense of security, it must continually demonstrate its value.

Catching frogs is to show value, catching ducks, catching another wizard, and even going to find that terrible black sheep are also to show its value.

Now, the wizard gave it a new mission, to find a snake.

It's not easy.

Because the snake left many traces in every corner of the campus. Under the influence of magic and time, those traces became blurred and elusive. It had to carefully distinguish every tiny difference in the remaining breath.

For example, it was sniffing the mud pond on the east side of Linzhong Lake.

The snake left a very strong smell in the mud pond, which showed that it had been hiding here for a long time. But the broken breath told Maodou that the snake had left now.

——There is a withered tortoise shell pressed under its claws. The shell is empty. The original owner has long since disappeared from this world, and the guests who later occupied the magpie nest have also disappeared for many days.

Follow the underground river between the mud pond and Linzhong Lake and disappear into the depths of the quiet and silent forest.

Maodou hesitated a little whether to chase him out of the school.

Not long ago, he ran out of school recklessly, trying to catch back the black goat - that black goat was full of a formidable aura - with the help of his talent and the dogs, he boldly headed towards the goat. The black goat attacked, but was almost caught by the tentacles on the black goat's body and stuffed into its mouth.

Although it eventually ripped off a few tufts of wool from the black sheep, the clones summoned from the gap in time and space suffered heavy losses, with nearly twenty of them eaten by the black sheep.

While Maodou was struggling, the sound of strange wizards walking and talking came from the corridor on the side of the mud pond.

The dog moved silently and hid in the shadow between the pillar and a bush, pretending that he did not exist.

The sound got closer and closer, and the topic of the wizards' conversation gradually became clearer:

"...The people over at Alpha said that the Blood Club has almost confirmed that Soprano is the next Augustus, and they are just waiting for the inauguration speech after the final exam. Our Lei Zhe here doesn't know who it will be yet. "

"Erwin is a half-blood werewolf. Although this is not a big flaw in Jiuyou, it is probably a bit difficult to become Lei Zhe. The Zhaoqiao hunting team's performance is worse than Zhang Shuzhi..."

"We elected the chairman of the divine will, and he is not the best hunter. What does it matter if the hunting results are not good enough."

"Don't forget that Zhang Shuzhi is a child of the Zhang family. They must have the ability to operate behind the scenes."

"Every gift given by fate has a price secretly marked on it. If Zhang Shuzhi uses the power of his family to become the new Lei Zhe this time, then next time he should use the power of divine will to return the family's gifts... …”

The discussion and footsteps of the strange wizard gradually left.

Gouzi emerged from the shadow of the bushes, his eyes flashed, and he glanced at the backs of the young wizards. Finally, he made up his mind and disappeared by the empty lake.

Yes, every gift given by fate needs to be returned to fate at the right time.