Monster Hunting High School

Contrary to that desolate and dark world.

The world behind the door is filled with endless paleness - a bit like the blank land Zheng Qing once visited, but not exactly the same. Because this world does not peek into visitors' thoughts, and there is no ethereal voice repeating every thought in Zheng Qing's heart.

The figure in a yellow robe stood at the door, with his back to Zheng Qing.

Hearing Zheng Qing's footsteps, he turned around.

As before, He still wore a white soft mask on his face, his hands were folded in his sleeves, his lower body was submerged in the rich white mist, and his tentacles could be vaguely seen rolling in the mist.

The green in his eyes was one of the few colors in this pale land.

"Coming?" The hoarse voice of the man in yellow sounded.

Zheng Qing pretended not to hear the ridicule in his voice - maybe he really didn't mean it, but Zheng Qing thought he heard the ridicule.

"You, sir, you should take off your mask." He tried to sound polite: "If you want to see me and say something to me, why don't you take off your mask and be honest with me?"

"Mask?" The man in yellow was obviously confused: "What is a mask?"

"It's what's on your face."

The green eyes under the hood flashed: "I'm not wearing a mask."

"No... no?" Zheng Qing looked at the white face, his heart suddenly tightened, and his voice couldn't help but feel a little dry: "No... just no. I know a Faceless person, and she looks a lot like you... …You said this was hell before, but you didn’t expect hell to be like this…”

The man in yellow robe interrupted the young wizard's incoherent greetings:

"This is hell for you."

Zheng Qing opened his mouth like a fish in a rut, and he felt his tongue was numb.

After a long while, he asked in a hoarse voice: "...then what?"

Let him enter the narrow gate, and then what?

This is your own hell, and then what?

I have reached hell, what next?

"...I have to know what I'm facing." The young wizard mustered up the courage and asked again.

The yellow robe floated in the windless way, the sleeves of the robe were hunting, the white mist submerging the corners of the robe was surging, and the thick tentacles inside seemed to be rolling.

"The truth is the most terrifying thing in the world." Huang Paozi's words sounded a little familiar to Zheng Qing. He thought about it for a while before he realized. Not long ago, Mr. Wu once said something like this when he was tutoring him privately. if.

In that class, Zheng Qing learned many truths - such as Professor Yao's true identity, the big bomb deep in his soul, etc. - which gave him a very deep understanding of the power of this sentence. .

At this moment, hearing that the mysterious man in yellow robe opposite also wanted to talk about the 'truth', Zheng Qing had the urge to grab a jar of 'yellow paste' from the toilet and smear it on his face.

The last thing he needed in his life was the truth.

Aren't you happy living in ignorance?

"I want to know who I am, I want to know why you were pulled into this world by me, I want to know how to leave here, even how to leave the dreamland, I want to take that little girl away, or do something for your husband... then Just take courage and keep moving forward.”

Huangpaozi's words made Zheng Qing feel confused.

Zheng Qing has no doubt that the yellow robe opposite him must be a great being from the depths of the starry sky. Only wizards who are legendary or even beyond legend can have the confidence to ask him to "do something for Mr."

The only problem is that, according to what Mr. Wang said before, those wizards who go to the depths of the stars are on a completely different path from the Wizards Alliance or the wizards of the First University.

Will travelers on two different paths intersect?

Zheng Qing didn't know.

All he knew was that he had no other choice: "Why me?"

"Coincidence...or you can call it fate."

"Must go down?" Zheng Qing lowered his head and looked at his feet - the two of them were standing on a circular platform. Behind him was the narrow iron door, and in front of him were numerous white steps. The rolling fog covered the steps, making it difficult for him to see the scenery below.

The man in yellow robe patiently replied: "If you stay here all the time, there is no way out."

"Why let me go down?" The young wizard glanced bravely into the eyes of the yellow robe.

"A test." Under the yellow hood, there seemed to be countless whirlpools hidden in the green eyes. Zheng Qing just glanced at them and felt a splitting headache: "Only when you pass this test will you be qualified to know the truth. "

"What if it doesn't pass?"

"...Then you will appear directly on the other side of the empty land."

Zheng Qing's mouth twitched.

After the last 'explosion', he had been to the Blank Land. The gentleman told him that it was a zone between the world of the living and the dead, where confused souls would stay briefly and finally decide whether to be reborn or to die. ——It is said that the messengers of death are lingering outside the Empty Land.

The "beyond the blank land" mentioned by Huang Paozi should be the embrace of death.

Unexpectedly, this guy with a dull face could speak in a tactful and poetic way, the young wizard thought happily.

"Is it dangerous down there?" He continued to work hard to mentally build himself up.

"have no idea."

"Can I use magic down there?"

"have no idea."

"How far do you have to walk once you get in?"

"I don't know." Perhaps he was a little impatient with the young wizard's nagging. After saying the third "I don't know," the man in yellow paused and added a few words:

"Maybe you need to walk a long way, maybe you only need to walk a few steps... When you go down, you will naturally know the result. I can't tell you more about this."

"A friendly reminder, during this journey, you will see all kinds of things. Take whatever you want, and whatever you get will follow you back to reality; and when we meet next time, everything you ask Each question requires you to pay something as a fee, so take as many as you can for more answers and more wealth!”

Zheng Qing paused, without looking back, and walked straight towards the white steps and into the rolling mist. And the thoughts in his heart were like those mist, rolling endlessly.

Who knows what this guy in yellow robe is thinking. You can only believe half, no, a quarter of his words at most. For example, what I said at the end, if there is a charge for the next meeting and chatting, then I really should get something more; but what if there is no next meeting, or even if I die after going down?

Logically speaking, if I died after I got down there, there would be no need for him to remind me to get more things.

But from another perspective, wizards seldom do things logically, especially those guys who come from the depths of the starry sky. According to the book, they are all madmen.

Also, what exactly is the thing He said He would take?

The messy thoughts gave Zheng Qing a headache.