Monster Hunting High School

On Christmas night, Zheng Qing slept very uneasily.

This is not surprising.

Especially at the Christmas Eve dance the day before, he had just danced with three witches. The backlash from the Alpha white robes had not been completely resolved, and he would have more or less nightmares at night.

When Zheng Qing woke up in the morning, when he was putting on his socks, he felt something hard in his socks. In a daze, he poured the thing out. Suddenly, a feeble scream began to echo in the dormitory, shocking him into a cold sweat. , woke up instantly.

"What's wrong? You're not letting anyone sleep so early in the morning!"

An angry shout came from the fat wizard's bed, and the fat cat Tuan Tuan was also howling at the same time. The elves came over to join in the fun, carrying toothpaste, toothbrushes and hot towels, and the room seemed particularly lively for a while.

"Hug, sorry!"

The young public-funded student wiped the cold sweat from his head, grabbed the thing that looked like a glass top that fell out of his sock, stuffed it into the bottom of the pillow, and pressed it hard.

The screams finally died down.

The long night consumed the wizard so much energy that he had completely forgotten the existence of this dark magic looking glass.

"You can try the Suppression Talisman." Xiao Xiao, who was also preparing to do morning classes, gave his own suggestion.

"Haven't all the gifts been taken apart? Why is it still barking!" Zheng Qing expressed his confusion while cleaning up the nightmare dolls that had lost their heads on the pillow.

"Because there is always malice surrounding you."

The doctor said a very correct nonsense.

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Christmas is on Friday and the next day is Saturday.

It's another sunny day.

Zheng Qing suspected that the school weather monitor had used up all the snowballs, and the rest of the winter might not see as much snowfall as the past few weeks.

The snowmen who had not melted dragged their wet bodies and wandered cautiously in the shadows of the groves and buildings. From time to time, they dug out a few snowballs from the snow piled in the corners and rubbed them on their bodies to replenish their weight. Body.

The young public-funded students noticed that many snowmen had big holes in their faces, which were the wounds left after their noses were snatched away. Because they could not find new radishes, they could not repair their noses.

"It's so careless, even the snowman's nose is not spared." Xiao Xiao, who went out with Zheng Qing, sighed with emotion: "The world is really declining, and people's hearts are not the same as before."

"But their noses are really delicious." Zheng Qing recalled the radish he had eaten yesterday, and still felt a hint of sweetness on his tongue.

After finishing morning classes, Xiao Xiao went to the library to get a seat, while Zheng Qing went to the school working committee.

After last night's discussion, the young public-funded students finally decided to hand over the remaining 'dangerous gifts' to the college, hoping to curb some evil trends.

"It's hard...very hard."

The gray robe who received the wizard spoke in a long official tone and carefully fiddled with the gift boxes covered with talismans on the tray, with a troubled expression on his face: "First of all, there is no clear giver of these gifts; secondly, there is no clear giver of these gifts; , even if we find the person involved, it will be difficult for us to punish him with more than criticism according to the "First University Campus Management Regulations"... I remember there is a saying to describe this kind of behavior-more than a prank, less than a curse-so, just For now, the only thing we can do is to help you safely dispose of these 'gifts'."

"Is this the only way?...Okay."

The young public-funded student did not show much frustration. He had already expected the efficiency of the school working committee and the difficulty of holding the matter accountable, but he was just trying it with a little luck.

But from another perspective, leaving those 'dangerous gifts' to the school to deal with them can be considered to have achieved part of the purpose. With this thought of comfort, Zheng Qing gave a slight salute and planned to leave.

"Ahem!"

The man in gray robe behind the reception desk coughed very hard twice. After noticing the wizard's confused eyes, he glanced to the side calmly.

Zheng Qing followed his gaze and saw that in addition to a black magic looking glass, there was also a small wooden box placed on the clean table. Different from the looking glass that Zheng Qing stuffed under his pillow, the school working committee's looking glass was very quiet, like a dead thing. The sunlight outside the window fell on its glazed shell, shining with charming colors, almost like a work of art.

And there were a few copper coins scattered in the small wooden box.

Is this for profit?

Zheng Qing hesitated, and under the admiring gaze of the gray robe, he took out two copper coins and threw them into the wooden box.

Ding dong!

"Don't worry, we will handle these dangerous goods in accordance with the school's highest safety standards, and they will never cause you the slightest trouble!" The gray-robed man said with a smile.

"Is your magic looking glass broken?" The young public-funded student gave a very kind reminder at the end.

This sentence caused laughter in the office.

"This is a regular anti-black magic looking glass issued by the alliance. It will not react to prank-level black magic." The gray robe responsible for the reception added with a smile: "Otherwise, some bad boys in the school will make it work twice a day. Screaming non-stop for fourteen hours.”

This is absolutely true.

Zheng Qing felt that everyone who came to the school working committee, including him, would have some resentment towards the school working committee.

After leaving the school working committee office building, he came to the library. At the front desk of the library, Zheng Qing saw a wooden box again. However, compared with the solitary box in the school working committee office, the wooden box in the library is much larger and looks like a donation box at the door of the church.

Every young wizard passing by would throw one or two coppers into it, and some bold ones would even throw gold beans, jade coins, and even various gems into it.

"You have to make a profit after Christmas, right? Why don't I remember this happened last year?"

After finding Xiao Xiao, Zheng Qing immediately expressed his confusion and described his experience in the school working committee office to the doctor in detail.

"It's not a red packet, but it's almost the same. It's a mixture of 'Boxing Day' and 'Red packet'." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, briefly explained his understanding, and asked at the same time: "Since you mentioned last year... …Do you remember what you did on the first day after Christmas last year?”

This requires some calculation.

The young public-funded student silently performed divination magic with his fingers. After a while, a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Oh, the winter hunting was late last year. The winter hunting day was right after Christmas... We entered the forest."

Dr. Xiao shrugged his shoulders, lowered his head and continued to review his homework.

This seriousness and hard work made Zheng Qing ashamed.

Today is already the penultimate day of the seventeenth week. There is still one week of review time left before the final exam of this semester. All the 'external factors' that interfere with learning and review, such as winter hunting and Christmas, have basically disappeared. Everyone There is no reason to continue to be lazy.

Ps, week 18 will most likely end in the next chapter, that is, jump directly to one week_(:з」∠)_