Monster Hunting High School

"Do you still remember how many hunting teams participated in the school hunting competition last year?" Fatty Xin did not immediately answer Zheng Qing's question: "...it's not a freshman competition, it's an official campus cup hunting competition."

"Twenty-seven?" Zheng Qing reported the first number that came to his mind.

The fat wizard rolled his eyes.

Zheng Qing immediately woke up and quickly changed his words: "Oh, I remembered, twenty-seven was the number of officially registered hunting teams last year, and this year we have also become an official hunting team... I remember the doctor said about ouroboros hunting. The team also successfully advanced, that is to say, there should be twenty-nine teams? "

Fatty Xin took a deep breath, a hint of blue flashed across his face, and veins popped out on his forehead.

Zheng Qing had never known that green veins could be seen on a fat man's head. He was so surprised that he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"I should have known that your captain is a mascot... Why am I wasting my time asking you more questions?" the fat wizard murmured, with regret on his face.

Zheng Qing didn't pay attention to the fat man's mumbling.

He only noticed that the little tortoiseshell turtle at his feet was about to finish the piece of barbecue. He quickly rinsed the food in his mouth with juice and speeded up the cooking.

"We're not an official hunting team yet."

The fat wizard's first answer denied the concept in Zheng Qing's mind: "It's just that we are qualified to submit an application for regularization to the school... similar to Matthew's Karen hunting team, due to factors such as personnel, hunting, training, etc., has not yet At this point, they have already failed. This is also the fate of most newly formed hunting teams.”

"I remember the doctor said..." Zheng Qing subconsciously wanted to refute.

"Having the opportunity to participate in the school hunting competition does not mean that you will definitely be able to participate in the school hunting competition! The annual training plan for the hunting team that Xiao Xiao was responsible for before, and the application and defense of the exoneration and transfer to the official hunting team are all preparatory work for the formalization! Although it is just a process , but those who fail the application and defense are not qualified to become a registered official hunting team!”

The fat wizard interrupted his captain's murmurings and growled in a low voice: "Have you thrown your hand into the Mariana Trench without even realizing it, this hands-off shopkeeper? You must have thrown it away too completely!"

Zheng Qing ate his rice obediently and stopped saying anything.

After taking a few deep breaths to calm down, Fatty Xin picked up the previous topic again, shook the parchment in his hand, and changed the question: "...Do you remember the schedule of last year's school hunting competition?"

The excusing captain was too busy pecking at the rice: "Remember, remember - the freshmen game, hunting party, round robin, and finally the finals for the College Cup."

The fat wizard's expression softened slightly.

"To be precise, only the round robin and the final are official competitions." He corrected the misunderstanding of young public-sponsored students: "The freshman competition is an inferior competition for freshmen, and the hunting competition is a performance competition... I participated in the school hunting competition last year There are a total of one hundred and eleven hunting teams, twenty of which do not need to participate in the round-robin competition and can directly compete for the Academy Cup."

"Why do I remember it was twenty-seven?" Zheng Qing still couldn't forget the number in his mind.

"Twenty-seven is the number of hunting teams registered in the school!" Fatty Xin gritted his teeth and grunted: "The Forgiveness Hunting Team can also become a hunting team registered in the school after completing the promotion task in the school hunting competition..."

"Wait, I remembered." Zheng Qing bit his chopsticks and frowned. What Zhang Jixin said flashed through his mind: "But I remember the elder said that after the hunting team is established, the points will be accumulated after one year of inspection. If you pass, you can participate in the round robin, and then get first place in the round robin and win the Academy Cup before you can officially register with the Wizards League... It’s not the same as what you said.”

"Are the hunting teams registered by the alliance and the hunting teams registered by the school the same thing?" Fatty Xin no longer had the energy to get angry: "To take an extreme example, the wizards registered in the Gypsy Witches are different from the wizards registered in the Wizards Alliance. Are the registered wizards at the same level? Have all of the school’s twenty-seven registered hunting teams won the Academy Cup?”

This explanation makes it much clearer.

Zheng Qing understood immediately, and threw a piece of barbecue to the tortoiseshell cat at his feet who was staring at him eagerly again, then took two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth and said in a vague voice: "So, what will the rules of the hunting competition become this year? "

Fatty Xin didn't realize at all that the initiative in chatting had been taken back by his captain. He held the parchment with the meeting minutes and squinted his eyes to read the details on it again.

"In previous years, didn't more than ninety ordinary hunting teams first compete in a round-robin competition to compete for the seven or eight finals places, and finally compete for the Academy Cup with the twenty hunting teams that obtained the finals places in advance?"

The fat man collected his thoughts first, then flicked the parchment and said angrily: "This year the Hunting Committee has canceled the round-robin competition! It is a direct black box operation, and the Hunting Committee determines the quota for the finals... The reasons listed above are that it can be greatly improved save time!"

"Oh oh oh, I have an impression." Zheng Qing immediately recalled the blurry scene in his mind and bit the chopsticks in his mouth: "During the meeting, someone did mention that the annual school hunting competition lasts for a month, which seriously affects everyone's health. Study life. The round robin is indeed a serious waste of time.”

"Are you wearing a red robe when you talk?" The fat man snorted dissatisfied.

Zheng Qing shrugged and took two more mouthfuls of rice with a smile: "What happened to the freshman hunting team you just said can participate in the hunting competition?"

"In previous years, wasn't it true that only reserve hunting teams that had been registered for one year, such as ours, were eligible to participate in the round robin competition and then compete for a spot in the finals?"

Mentioning this point, Fatty suddenly became angry again:

"This year's rules say that any hunting team, including the freshman hunting team, can participate in the hunting committee's qualification assessment... As long as they pass the assessment, they can directly enter the Academy Cup competition! Then we will waste this year, and the doctor will fill in the What's the point of having more forms? No, I'm going to find the doctor and get his opinion... This is too messy. And the elder, didn't he talk to his brother about this in detail? How convincing is this hunting team?”

With that said, the fat wizard abandoned Zheng Qing, grabbed the parchment and hurriedly ran towards the library.

The lunch box in front of Zheng Qing was about to be empty. He raised his chopsticks and wanted Fatty to wait, but he hesitated and gave up the plan.

Indeed, this matter is slightly unfair to the reserve hunting team who have worked hard to accumulate points in the past year.

But fairness and unfairness are originally very subtle concepts, and it is difficult for everyone to be convinced - for example, Matthew's hunting team was unable to participate in the round-robin competition because the fortune teller suddenly dropped out of school, which was also very unfair to them. Under the new rules, he only needs to find a new fortune teller to have the opportunity to participate in the school hunting competition again, and he will definitely support it with both hands.

And such students definitely account for the majority in school.

Thinking about it this way, the 'school hunting competition reform measures' implemented by the student union unexpectedly became much more reasonable. Reforms that can win the praise of most ordinary students and unite most classmates are good reforms.

Thinking of this, the young public-funded student sighed slightly, picked up the last small piece of pickled cucumber with chopsticks, and threw it in front of Tortoiseshell.

The kitten sniffed, covered its nose in disgust, narrowed its big watery eyes into a straight line, flicked its tail, twisted its butt and walked away.

He looks like a merciless scumbag.

"Next time, don't come to my place to eat!" the young public-funded student shouted from behind it.

The tortoise turtle didn't even look back. He jumped lightly and disappeared into the bushes beside the road. On the top of the sycamore tree behind the bench, the two-tailed squirrel that had been watching the show fell down laughing.