Monster Hunting High School

When he heard the news that Carmen was looking for Elena, Zheng Qing was not as calm as he showed in front of Fatty Xin, but no matter how upset he was, he couldn't show it in front of his companions.

Because this matter involves too many unspeakable secrets - Mr. Wu, foreign gods, forbidden curses, his 'death' and 'rebirth', and even the contract he signed with Jiang Yu.

Each of these things is valuable information worth searching for by dark wizards outside the school.

This state made him a little distracted during the meeting in the office, and he could hardly hear what the members of the hunting committee were talking about.

It wasn't until the meeting was over that he walked out of the office building with the minutes, saw Fatty Xin at the door of the building and the lunch box he was carrying, and smelled the enticing smell of barbecue, rice and pickles, before he came back to his senses.

"go to the library?"

Fatty Xin took the meeting minutes from Zheng Qing's hand, opened the parchment and read the contents greedily, while asking without raising his head: "Can you stay until class in the afternoon... The doctor should still be there."

"Eat first! Eating is not allowed in the library." The young public-funded student snatched the lunch box from the fat wizard's hand, and the two of them chose a bench without cats under the tree-lined road and sat down directly.

As soon as he opened the lunch box, Zheng Qing sighed with satisfaction - it was so right to let Fatty Xin help with the meal. He could always find the best food in the canteen.

The long-grained japonica rice is golden. It is not the color after frying, but the magical color naturally carried by magic plants. The grilled meat slices piled next to the rice are smeared with bright spicy sauce, and the first sight will make you appetite. There were also a few fresh pickled cucumbers. Before eating them, Zheng Qing felt like his mouth was secreting saliva.

For the first bite, he did not choose rice or barbecue, nor did he bite into pickles. Instead, he picked up the fried bananas on the edge of the lunch box. The fried bananas wrapped in condensed milk alleviated the hunger in the wizard's stomach to the greatest extent, preventing him from eating the ginseng fruit and wasting this delicious lunch.

"In other words, this year's school hunting competition will be hosted by the students themselves, huh?"

Fatty Xin looked through the minutes of the meeting and unsurprisingly started complaining: "Last year, the school decentralized power because it wanted to do big things in the black jail. The professors were too busy and had no time... What about this year? It was to compete in the freshman competition. Have you ever seen a crazy dragon again?”

In last year's freshman competition, due to insufficient thoroughness in clearing the area beforehand, a demonic dragon that had not been 'reviewed' was hidden in the hunting ground.

It was a very fatal accident.

You must know that the demons that have been formally 'reviewed' will not cause fatal harm to the new hunters under the action of the Karma Turning Curse, but the demon dragon is different. Being bitten to death by it will really kill people.

Fortunately, the worst situation did not occur at that time, and the lives of many leaders in the Student Union and the Social Federation were saved. It is said that the accident was one of the reasons why Lei Zhe and Augustus ended their terms early.

"Probably to train us."

Zheng Qing was chewing fried bananas, not caring to clean up the condensed milk stuck to the corner of his mouth. His eyes had already fallen on the barbecued people, and he answered vaguely: "At the end of last semester, when the professors were in the black jail, the student union organized a response to the black wave. The clean-up work was done well... As for the last school hunting competition, the overall organization was remarkable... and the professors are also very busy this year. "

"Is it a project to rebuild the Black Prison World?" Xin nodded thoughtfully, subconsciously mentioning the dean of Jiuyou College: "I wonder if Lao Yao will attend this year's opening ceremony."

"Projection participation is also participation, just like he has done in class in recent weeks." Zheng Qing picked up a few pieces of barbecue, stuffed it into his mouth, and snorted: "As for hosting the hunting competition, it is impossible... Each college hosts it for one year. Conventionally, it stands to reason that this year the Starry Sky Academy will host it.”

"I've always thought Dean Sun's real body was particularly handsome." The fat man thought of the huge terracotta warrior he had seen in the Black Prison and couldn't help but sigh in envy.

This time, Zheng Qing did not respond.

Because a tortoiseshell cat squatted in front of him at some point. It was neatly twisting its tail and looking longingly at the lunch box in his hand.

"I can't eat it for you. There is hot sauce on the meat. If you eat it, you will have diarrhea." Zheng Qing warned seriously, waving his chopsticks to signal it to get out of here.

"Meow~!" The tortoiseshell called weakly.

Zheng Qing couldn't hear this kind of voice the most.

"One piece! Just one piece...don't trouble me if you have diarrhea!" the young public-funded student warned nonchalantly, picked up a small piece of meat, rubbed the hot sauce on the rice, and threw it in front of the kitten.

There was a chirping sound immediately from my feet.

The young government-funded student took the opportunity and began to frantically plan the rice, so as not to wait for the tortoiseshell turtle to howl again after it finished eating. As for whether swallowing jujube wholeheartedly would be a waste of delicious food, it is no longer a consideration at this moment.

Before he could dig it twice or swallow the food in his mouth, Fatty Xin's scream could be heard next to him.

"What the hell? The rules of the school hunting competition have changed this year?"

Fatty Xin's voice sounded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. It frightened the tortoiseshell turtle that was eating barbecue and jumped to the side suddenly.

After realizing that there was no risk, the tortoiseshell cat howled angrily at the fat man, walked back to his barbecue, and started chewing carefully again.

The fat man didn't care about the kitten's reaction.

He grabbed the young public-funded student's arm and shook it vigorously: "...Is there any mistake? What does the student union think? The rules of the hunting club are not children's play, how can they be changed on the spur of the moment? Moreover, the freshman hunting team is allowed to participate in the school hunting competition this year... Isn’t this nonsense? "

Zheng Qing hurriedly chewed two mouthfuls, and used the juice to rush the food in his mouth into his stomach. While hammering his choked chest, he said in confusion: "What? The rules have changed? What has become? The school hunting competition is not always Are freshman hunting teams allowed to participate?”

Fatty Xin glanced at the wizard rather speechlessly.

"Last year we participated in a derivative event of the school hunting competition, the freshman competition." He twitched the corner of his mouth and shook the parchment in his hand: "Besides, you don't know if the rules have changed? Aren't you the one who went to the meeting? ?”

Zheng Qing didn't blush at all, and replied in the confident tone that Li Meng usually used: "I was distracted and didn't listen. Didn't you desert during class?"

This rhetorical question immediately changed from passive to active, and the fat man choked back and said nothing.

Zheng Qing stopped as soon as he was satisfied and did not continue to stimulate the fat man. He paused and naturally returned to the previous question: "...So, what are the rules of this school hunting competition?"

As he spoke, he first bit into a small piece of pickled cucumber, then took a large piece of barbecued meat, stuffed it with rice, and stuffed it into his mouth.