Monster Hunting High School

"What?"

"What happened?"

"It's Brother Zha."

"Did you have another nightmare?... It scared me."

The lights in the dormitory suddenly turned on. Fatty Xin and Xiao Xiao woke up from their sleep and looked out of the tent. After realizing that Zheng Qing fell to the ground, the fat wizard picked up his pillow again, turned over, and started snoring again after only a second. Xiao Xiao fumbled and put on his pair of black-rimmed glasses.

Zheng Qing sat there in a daze, sweat dripping from the back of his neck.

After a long while, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard - hiss, it hurt. Does it mean this is the real world now, not a dream?

This still didn't reassure him.

You know, in the dream before, he thought that when he woke up, it felt as real as now! Especially the cold moonlight and the cool night wind blowing on the black cat, it's like being there!

The biggest difference between dreams and reality is the lack of logic and coherence. However, the magical world also lacks logic. This conceptual conflict caused Zheng Qing, who had not yet fully awakened, to fall into a slow contradiction in his thinking. He could not distinguish between dreams and reality for a while. .

"Possessed?"

Dr. Xiao Da's voice sounded again, as calm as ever: "If you are not sure whether you are awake now, just go and look at the charm under the pillow... It is better than slap yourself stupidly."

The young public-sponsored student's eyes narrowed, and without saying a word, he quickly climbed back to his tent, lifted up his pillow, and looked at the row of nightmare dolls lying under the pillow - these were the ones he had taken from Green when he was frequently cursed after his identity was exposed some time ago. I bought them wholesale from the grocery store and saved a lot, but I haven't used them all yet. At this moment, the smiling faces on the faces of two of those nightmare dolls turned into crying faces.

Zheng Qing breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's not just that your head has fallen off. This degree of change shows that the nightmares that intrude on you are spontaneous, that is, you have nightmares because of your thoughts and dreams during the day and worries.

"God's Coming"

"Not an incubus."

The young public-funded student answered Xiao Xiao in a hoarse voice: "Spontaneous...it's just an ordinary nightmare...but with a slightly richer level."

Xiao Xiao has already put on his robe and is tying his belt.

"Rich layers? That's an interesting word."

He commented briefly, but did not delve too deeply into it. He explained to himself: "Speaking of which, tomorrow is the Xiayuan Festival. Yin Qi is gradually rising in the world. People who think too much and are mentally weak are easily invaded by Yin Qi. It’s not a big deal to have nightmares in this atmosphere... Just finish your morning classes and let Fatty help you make a few bowls of soothing soup.”

Fatty Xin's snoring suddenly stopped.

"You should drink a cup of chamomile tea before going to bed instead of waiting for the nightmare to wake up and then mix the soothing soup." The fat wizard muttered in his tent, looking very reluctant: "Besides, I remember that these days, there will be a cup of chamomile tea in the cafeteria in the morning. Free soothing soup is provided, we don’t need to prepare it specially... Furthermore, there is Lao Yao’s class this morning, are you sure you want to drink soothing soup before class? "

It's hard for him to finish this long paragraph in a coherent manner in a sleep-talking tone.

"Then please bring us two cups of chamomile tea when you go to the classroom. Thank you." The doctor replied calmly, rolled up the bamboo slips on the table and tied them carefully with a ribbon.

Then he turned to look at Zheng Qing's curtain, frowning slightly: "Are you going to the morning class?... It's just a nightmare, do you need to buffer it for so long?"

Zheng Qing did not respond.

The doctor waited for a long time, then finally shook his head and walked to the door. At this moment, the young public-funded student fiercely opened his own curtain and jumped out of bed.

"Are you awake?" Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and glanced at Zheng Qing.

"have no idea."

Zheng Qing gritted his teeth: "But I remembered a saying I once heard. Every time a person wakes up from sleep, it is a reboot, similar to a computer reboot. When a computer is used for a long time, the system will have a lot of redundant information and will be slow. It will freeze. Restarting can more or less solve the problem... You know computers, right?"

"The alchemical products created by Wizard Turing with the help of mortals are said to be able to use the alternative energy of magic to operate, and have derivation capabilities similar to divination magic." Xiao Xiao replied without hesitation.

Very magical answer.

Zheng Qing took the toiletries handed to him by the elves, was stunned for a few seconds, and finally decided to return to the original topic: "I mean, every restart is like a challenge between life and death. Those who accept the challenge without fear, He is a warrior; he who is afraid but still accepts the challenge is braver... What is courage? Courage is the strongest belief deep in the heart!"

"At first glance, it sounds like the declaration of Starry Sky Academy, but if you think about it carefully, it seems to be the pursuit of Atlas."

Xiao Xiao crossed his arms and leaned against the door, with confusion on his face: "The only thing lacking is the philosophy of Jiuyou Academy... Speaking of which, what does this have to do with whether you do morning classes or not? Besides, it's just getting up. , why is it between life and death?”

"Is there anything more like getting out of bed and coming back to life?"

The fat wizard's head came out of his tent and yelled at his two companions who were chattering endlessly: "Are you leaving or not? You're not letting anyone sleep so early in the morning!"

The fat cats roared in agreement.

…

…

Life always likes to beat up those who think they have a clear mind.

Just like Zheng Qing.

The self-suggestion of courage and firm belief before morning class dissipated immediately after entering the classroom. Because he learned a piece of bad news from Li Meng.

The first class on Monday is Charms.

As soon as Zheng Qing entered the classroom, he saw Jiang Yu catching Li Meng's back. In the morning light, the witch's side face exuded a layer of holy light, which made the young public student subconsciously recall the bad dream and avoid looking away with a guilty conscience.

However, Li Meng saw him at a glance.

"Zheng Zha!" The little witch swept away her dejected expression, jumped up from her stool excitedly, and waved her short arms at Zheng Qing: "Come here, come here, I have something to tell you! It's business!"

"Li Meng!" Jiang Yu's warning voice sounded almost simultaneously.

The little witch stuck out her tongue and sat back obediently, but still tried her best to wave her arms at Zheng Qing. Jiang Yu frowned slightly, turned to look at Zheng Qing, smiled apologetically, and shook his head slightly.

It means that she doesn't know what's going on with Li Meng.

"I'll go there first...you can do whatever you want." Dr. Xiao Da adjusted his glasses. When he passed by the boy, he reminded him in a very low voice: "This is a public place, be careful...you know."

Zheng Qing came to the little witch with a dark face.

"What's the matter?" His tone was a little stiff.

"Notice from Qingqiu Mansion!"

The little witch looked smug and looked around in a show-off manner. When she saw that no one was paying attention, she said with a little dismay: "Su Ya asked me to tell you that she will send Poseidon to you in the evening... I suggest She sent him to the cat fruit tree, where there are fewer people and is safer!”