Monster Hunting High School

"All pain is gone, only death is free."

When Zheng Qing was suffocated in the sea of ​​blood and was about to fall into coma, these words flashed through his mind and he suddenly woke up.

The moment he woke up, his mind was still filled with the soft humming of the banshees in the depths of the blood sea, and he could still vaguely smell the seemingly endless resentment and fishy smell rolling in the blood waves between his nostrils.

He closed his eyes, suppressing his wildly beating heart and the urge to gasp for air.

This is a hospital, and any abnormal reaction of the patient will be detected by the monitoring spell and then reported to the therapists. Zheng Qing didn't want to be pinched by the elves again and filled with potions to expel nightmares.

The fishy stench contained a strong bitter taste. He drank it once and never wanted to touch it again in his life. In comparison, he would rather wake up in nightmares every day.

It gave him a secret sense of comfort that he was atoning for his sins.

‘The more you try to forget, the more profound your memory becomes’, this is a saying from Castle in the Sky. Zheng Qing didn’t remember when he had seen it, but he was deeply impressed.

This sentence sums up his current situation very concisely.

Some of what happened in Black Prison was an accident and an accident. Zheng Qing has already known the school's attitude through some private channels, and there is a high probability that he will not be held responsible.

But this does not mean that he can face the wrong things he has done with peace of mind.

The more he tried to forget his mistakes, the more deeply the hurt caused by them was reflected in his dreams; the more he tried to ignore the accident, the more repeatedly and clearly the accidents caused by the accidents were reflected in his dreams. It reappeared in his mind.

This was the first time that Zheng Qing woke up from a nightmare related to that incident.

Compared with other times, today’s event has added new elements, namely the songs of the sirens that run through the entire dream, and the theme song of City in the Sky - Zheng Qing guessed that it might be related to the song that impressed him deeply. The words may matter.

The crazy heartbeat slowly calmed down.

Zheng Qing still closed his eyes, relaxing his nervous mood.

It gets bright very early in the summer, so although the bright light has already passed through the eyelids and landed on the boy's retina, Zheng Qing can still judge with the slightly cool light that the sun has not fully come out yet.

In other words, the sun has not yet reached the height of his window.

It's not even time for him to get up.

It was already summer vacation. Friends and classmates left school early, and even many therapists and nurses in the school hospital also took vacation. This made Zheng Qing's life more boring than he expected.

The most conservative and safest treatment plan for the lack of magic power is to rest - literally 'quiet' - according to the initial opinion of the therapist surnamed Ma, Zheng Qing had better lie in bed 24 hours a day and move. Don't move, use the anti-grain potion to stay alive, so you can get the best recovery.

For Zheng Qing, who was conscious, this was tantamount to torture. He was not a puppet, and he had not lost his ability to move. How could he lie motionless in bed twenty-four hours a day.

Therefore, the therapists finally chose to compromise. Although they maintained the 'retreat' plan, they gave the patient a higher degree of freedom and allowed him to move around in a small area near the hospital to maintain physical and mental pleasure.

Correspondingly, the recovery time has been nearly doubled from the shortest twenty days.

In other words, Zheng Qing will basically stay in the school hospital throughout the summer vacation. The young wizard very much doubted whether he had broken another record of Jiuyou College, such as the record for the longest stay in hospital for a first-year student.

Just when Zheng Qing closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Click, click.

There was a strange rustling sound in my ears.

Zheng Qing opened his eyes and looked sideways, just in time to see the yellow raccoon tearing open the packaging of a gift box, pulling out a small golden dried fish from the inside, gnawing contentedly, and his mouth was full of oil.

"What are you looking at, boy!"

Sensing the boy's gaze, Huamao immediately opened his eyes wide, looked over fiercely, and said without confidence: "The dried fish is placed here, isn't it just for people... and is there something for cats to eat? The dried fish says you Got a name?”

The boy blinked.

There seemed to be something wanting to pour out of his dry eyes, which seemed a little hot, but the thin and tough eyelids tightly held the heat.

The position of lying on his back also helped his eyelids very well.

The boy paused for a moment before he came back to his senses and realized what the yellow fox was talking about.

"not at all."

He answered in a low voice, paused, seemed to realize something, and added in a murmur: "In fact, dried small fish are meant for people...or cats to eat."

I probably didn’t realize that boys could be so easy to talk to.

The tabby cat held the small dried fish in its mouth and was stunned for a few seconds. It even forgot to chew the dried fish that was already wet with saliva.

"You look a little depressed?" It pulled its ears, smacked its lips, lowered its head and started chewing again.

More than just frustration.

Zheng Qing's mind immediately flashed back to the slowly falling, slender red sky pillar on the Black Prison battlefield, recalling the collapsed walls of the inner castle, as well as the figures of wizards roaring and struggling in retreat.

The suffocating feeling in the depths of the blood sea has gone away, but the songs of the sirens still echo in his ears.

The patient slowly closed his eyes.

"I made some mistakes in the Black Prison." The young wizard now needs to say something, even if the other person is just a cat: "Big, serious mistakes... This makes me feel very uncomfortable."

"It's normal. Everyone is like this when they are young... It's understandable. You've done your best."

The yellow civet was biting the dried fish, and naturally it needed to put its best effort into it, so it nonchalantly moved its oily paws and comforted vaguely, but immediately, its comfort was rudely interrupted by the boy.

"I don't need comfort!"

The young wizard turned his head, looked at the tabby cat blankly, and spoke quickly: "I know, I know what you want to say... Everyone has a time when they are young, and who doesn't make a few mistakes when they are young? Just like Professor Yao, when you are young When he was young, he also made mistakes and became a monster, but this did not affect him at all from becoming an excellent professor...Learning, growth, and progress are what young people should focus on. "

"But these are different. I am not Professor Yao. My mistakes are much more serious than his."

The tabby cat raised its neck and struggled to swallow a big mouthful of fish, then put its head into Zheng Qing's water glass and licked a few water, and finally breathed.

"Nothing is different."

The tabby cat raised its ears and tail, straightened its body, opened its yellow eyes wide, looked at Zheng Qing, and said in a loud voice: "Even if the boat is finished, we can still find a way to drag this boat to the shore and use it as a theme park and a tourist attraction." Temporary board houses, even demolition and recycling. We are wizards, we know magic, magic is to make the impossible possible, it can always do incredible things. "