Monster Hunting High School

It’s hard to refuse hospitality.

Su Shijun took off his glasses, and Shi Shiran walked down from the stands, standing in the wind above the hunting ground, greeting the supporters from all directions elegantly and knowingly, with a charming smile, beautiful eyes, and charming appearance in an instant. Take away the glory of the whole world.

This small gesture immediately set off the atmosphere in the audience. Both wizards and witches almost shouted the three words "Su Shijun" in unison, completely forgetting that this was not a fan meeting, but a hunting match.

Zheng Qing wiped his sweat and sighed heavily.

"It's obviously us who are playing the game."

The young public-sponsored student muttered, feeling both lucky and disappointed: "Why do I feel like everyone's focus has shifted a little bit..."

Having said that, he was still very grateful to the witch for diverting everyone's attention.

Even if it’s just for a short time.

After saying hello in mid-air, the charming figure turned into a seven-color light and disappeared in front of everyone like a dreamy bubble - of course, this was only seen by the public in the stands.

In fact, the seven-colored light did not leave the hunting ground immediately, but silently landed on the edge of the hunting ground and appeared in front of Zheng Qing.

"Well done."

The owner of Qingqiu Mansion complimented lightly, then threw a beam of white light and swept it across the wizard's body. Zheng Qing suddenly felt warm all over, as if he was refreshed after a dusting.

But this refreshing feeling only lasted a short time.

The witch's next words immediately frightened the young public-sponsored student's face to turn pale: "...if the school knew that someone was cheating on the school hunting party, it would probably give him a serious warning or a demerit... I remember you had this on you before. On probation? Well, I personally think you can think about what you can do to make a living after being kicked out... If you really can't find a job, you can come to Qingqiu Mansion to take care of Poseidon full-time."

Zheng Qing argued subconsciously: "It's not me..."

"Of course not you." The witch clasped her hands on her chest and looked at the young wizard in front of her, with a thoughtful look in her eyes: "Mordiggian is a just and benevolent being, and he will not let you go because of your relationship with a certain person. When big people meet, they let it slip in a competition like this..."

"How can ordinary people know the thoughts of gods?" The wizard muttered, and with great effort he moved his eyes away from the witch's arms, trying his best to look as if nothing had happened.

Then he noticed that the witch's feet had not touched the ground from beginning to end, and the hem of her skirt was more than a foot off the ground.

No wonder she felt much taller than usual, the young public-sponsored student secretly complained.

"This understanding is not bad."

Su Shijun didn't pay attention to the boy's slander. After hearing his muttering, he nodded approvingly and changed the topic: "I came here to tell you that I may not have time to participate in every game after the apology... maybe Su Man or someone else will be sent here on my behalf... You'd better be prepared in advance."

What preparation?

Naturally, it was the spectators who rushed to Su Shijun to watch the game at the Forgiveness Hunting Ground, but in the end they didn't see Su Shijun. At this moment, the name of 'Su Shijun' and some fanatical slogans were still echoing over the hunting ground. When he thought of the disappointed voices coming from the stands for the next game, he seemed to have seen rotten eggs falling like raindrops on him.

"Can you use projection, or a prosthetic body?" Zheng Qing tried hard to search for a few simple concepts in his mind, and was quite annoyed that Dr. Xiao Da was not around.

Otherwise, with the doctor's knowledge, he will surely be able to make better suggestions.

“There is no room for distraction in laboratory work.”

Su Shijun's mouth curled up: "You can also go to the mansion to see more. If the traffic makes me lazy and don't go to the laboratory... Well, your alternate seats are here, so let's leave it at that for today."

Before he finished speaking, the colorful light bloomed again and disappeared in a flash.

Zheng Qing looked intently and saw nothing in front of him. There was no trace of Su Shijun anywhere.

Looking back, the other two remaining hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team were rushing towards him. Jiang Yu was in front, Fatty Xin was behind, and further away, there was classmate Lin Guo holding a plate of fruit.

"Are you injured?"

Jiang Yu's face was filled with eagerness and he spoke quickly: "Although Mordiggian is an ancient and decent existence, if you stay in the starry sky for a long time, you will inevitably be tainted with some concepts there... Fortunately, I made preparations in advance."

As she spoke, she took out a small ampoule from her handbag and put it into the wizard's hand. Her tone was unmistakable: "Lourdes holy water... drink it quickly!"

Zheng Qing wanted to tell her that he felt very good now. But looking at the concerned eyes, he couldn't say a word of rejection. He could only open the ampoule obediently, raised his head, and poured the holy water into his stomach.

Different from the impression, the holy water tonight tastes very weak, just like a bottle of plain water. Zheng Qing didn't think the witch would come up with an inferior product. The only explanation was that there really weren't many 'impurities' from the stars in his body now.

When he was pouring holy water, the fat wizard grabbed his other arm, with excitement and shock on his face, and shouted in a loud voice: "Merlin! How did you do it!... Blue Bird is dead!" At that time, I thought tonight was completely over! No one expected that you persisted for three minutes!"

"Less than three minutes...and the blue bird isn't dead either."

Zheng Qing put away the bottle, immediately changed the subject, and seriously corrected: "This is a dreamland, we are competing in a dream, everything you see is not real..."

He really meant that last sentence.

But obviously, the fat wizard's understanding of that sentence was slightly off.

"Yes, yes, I know it's not true." He patted his captain's shoulder hard, blew his nose very loudly, and said with emotion on his face: "You know? I didn't even sit on the bench... As far as I know, most of the other forty-six venues ended their games half an hour ago... Do you know what this means?"

"What?"

The young public-funded student asked absentmindedly, his mind spinning wildly, trying to find a plausible reason to explain to everyone how he could survive the last three minutes.

"It means that we are already in the first echelon of the school." The fat wizard answered solemnly, and at the same time made an easy-to-understand analogy: "This also means that if we are willing to print Fitz on the team uniform, Just a few ads for your magic potion or the Hook Brothers, and you’ll have enough money for a whole year’s training.”

Zheng Qing sighed sadly.

He is very self-aware - forgiveness is not worth so much money - rather than being sued by advertisers and embarrassing Dan Hager later, it is better to make a wiser choice earlier.

"Don't be kidnapped by those petty profits. At present, D\u0026K can still afford the salary of the hunting team manager." When he said this, the young public-funded student felt that his heart was bleeding, like a cat watching the dried fish on the plate. Stolen.

In the distance, above the stands, the puppet man's lazily voice echoed vaguely: "...Tonight's selection competition is over. Please leave the stage in an orderly manner... I wish everyone a good dream!"