Monster Hunting High School

There was silence in the ward for a long time.

Snapped.

On the ceiling, the burnt medicine candle exploded with the last spark, and was completely extinguished, leaving only a wisp of smoke, curling and hovering under the ceiling.

Several elves rushed into the ward like the wind, replaced the burned out medicine candles, and then disappeared into the ward like the wind. No one knew what they were busy with in the early morning.

"Thanks."

Zheng Qing said dryly. Although his eyes were looking at the disappearing figures of the elves, deep down in his heart, these two words were meant for the greedy tabby cat.

Although Huang Huali's previous words were a bit old-fashioned, they were a bit of comfort after all, making Zheng Qing feel better in his heart - of course, it might just be the relief after confiding - the nightmare a moment ago was becoming more and more distant, and even the sea monsters' The singing almost disappeared.

"Very good. The most deaf people are those who don't want to listen. If you are still willing to listen, you will be saved... But thanks should be expressed with actual actions, not words."

While talking, the tabby cat put its paws into the basket and pulled out a few small dried fish, then leaned up, flicked its tail, and gestured: "...like this."

"It's all for you." The boy waved his hand feebly: "It's all yours...just take it. I'm not a cat. I don't know why so many people give me dried fish."

"You're welcome. I wish you a speedy recovery."

The tabby cat shook its beard with satisfaction, turned around and jumped onto the window sill with the dried fish. Before leaving, it hesitated for a few seconds, turned back, and gave the young wizard one last look:

"By the way, young man, let me give you a piece of advice. Next time you have something you want to confess, you can choose to go to Atlas to find a confessional where there are more professional priests... instead of just crying to a cat. Runny. After all, I'm just a cat."

"But having said that, I still like listening to these gossips... It's just that not every cat on this campus is as reasonable and knowledgeable as me. So next time if you want to repent to a cat, you can go to San There is a bookstore and I stay in the store most of the time.”

Before he finished speaking, the tabby cat jumped up and disappeared from the window sill.

He left Zheng Qing’s roar in the ward:

"roll!!"

"I'm not crying my eyes out!!"

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As the saying goes, cats have their own cat paths, and rats have their own rat paths. Although the yellow-breasted civet is a great wizard, he is still dressed in cat skin, so he has naturally acquired the habits of a cat.

After jumping out of the window and leaving Zheng Qing's ward, it shuttled expertly among the beams, walls and cornices, circling around and around, and soon left the school and returned to the pedestrian street of Beta Town.

It was already getting dark at this time, and this was the busiest time for the breakfast shop. But because of the summer vacation, the pedestrian street was even more deserted than usual.

The few figures present are all old people doing morning exercises.

The yellow-breasted fox held its head high and walked through several fragrant breakfast restaurants without squinting. With brisk steps and clear goals, it went straight to the Sanyou Bookstore at No. 99 Pedestrian Street, intending to stuff the freshly harvested dried fish as soon as possible. Deep in the cupboard after entering the bookstore.

This briskness slowed down a little when passing by No. 97 Pedestrian Street.

No. 97 on the Pedestrian Street is Zheng Qing’s D\u0026K, a small shop that sells specialties from the rat clan and Linzhong Lake murlocs. During some time last year, it even caught rats and bugs on its behalf.

But compared to other shops on the pedestrian street, Zheng Qing's small shop seemed particularly lively today. The shop was crowded with customers, and there was even a long queue outside the shop.

The yellow raccoon pouted and shook the beard at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, this situation has been going on for quite some time. Since the end of the Black Prison War and the Rat Immortal half-stepping into the realm of legend, the rat tribe under him who originally wore vests have inexplicably become rising stars and favorites in the wizarding world.

Many wizards come to this little-known shop just to take a look at the legendary 'rat men' who are in the process of transformation, transforming from rats into real wizards - it is said that these are the only rats in the entire wizarding world that have completely transformed. Humans, other rat people were either too young and were still forming cocoons under the First University, or died in the Black Hell War. There were also some adult rat people who did not enter the Black Hell battlefield and were robbed during the Transformation Day. Lost his life.

Only the two rat men in the small shop in front of me were so blessed that they were still alive.

Of course, most wizards come to the store not just to see strange things. There may not be much entertainment in the wizarding world, but there are many strange and strange things. The number of strange species captured from the New World every year is countless.

These ordinary wizards crowded into this small shop, looking for an opportunity.

Because it is said - I don't know which tabloid spread the rumor - that the Rat Immortal became a legend by creating the 'Supernatural Rat Clan' and forging the 'Ancestral Throne'. He followed the same path as the ancestor of the blood clan and the ancestor of the werewolf, so the people under his command The rat race will also become extraordinary forces like the current vampires and werewolves.

The power of the first-generation werewolves and the first-generation vampires is obvious to all in the wizarding world. Although they are now sleeping in coffins deep in the ancient castle, every first-generation vampire has the strength of a top wizard.

According to this logic, the first generation of ratmen should also have great potential - even if they still seem weak now, with a legendary ancestor sitting in charge, it is impossible to say that these first generation of ratmen will become great wizards in a hundred years.

Therefore, during this period of time, the two ratmen working in D\u0026K were pestered by these ordinary wizards. These uninvited guests followed the two clerks tirelessly, hoping to win the favor of the two 'first generation ratmen' and be able to Introduce them to the Rat Immortal, and they will also be transformed into the first generation of Rat Immortal.

But God is pitiful. Ever since the Battle of Black Prison, the Rat Immortal has suddenly disappeared and has not even returned to the ground. If they really knew where their ancestors were, the two rat men wouldn't still be working as waiters in this small shop.

Therefore, Brother Er can only express gratitude to the guests' requests.

But this does not stop these ordinary wizards from ‘forging ahead’. They cannot become the first generation of ratmen, and it is not impossible to become the second or even third generation of ratmen. The second and third generation vampire elders in the Moon Council are all very powerful, and many of them have advanced to the level of great wizards.

Even if there are no advanced wizards, the long lives, weird magic, and the large amount of wealth accumulated by the ancestors of vampires also make these wizards jealous.

So in just a few days, the Ear Brothers suddenly gained a lot of loyal fans, who tried every means to gain the "first support" of the two rat men, and there were even those who were bold and were not afraid of irritating Ding Dong Ear and Ding Dong Ear. Ding dong's ears, forcing the rat brothers to bite them twice, hoping to get the powerful first-generation infection.