Monster Hunting High School

The moonlight is like silver.

The moonlight is like water.

The tranquility of Linzhong Lake under the moon contains a bit of restlessness.

Lin Guo had already gotten rid of the gloominess he felt after messing up the surveillance. He leaned on the wooden stick and came to Zheng Qing's side, talking non-stop:

"Grandpa Verne is super awesome!"

"He suddenly disappeared from this side, and suddenly appeared from the other side. With a flick of his sleeve, he was just a dead fish."

"These fishmen are so hateful!"

"They collude with some bad-ass students in the school, rob the freshmen's belongings, and then sell them back to the freshmen at high prices."

"Those old students will scare the freshmen, saying that they have violated the rules and regulations of the school by harassing fish people. If they are caught by the school, it will be very miserable. Generally, they will be warned or punished. In serious cases, they will also receive a wizard Summons from the court, or expulsion from school!”

"The new students don't understand anything. Most of them will swallow their anger and redeem their things at a high price."

"There are also some more rigid students who are determined to find the school to solve these troubles. Then these old students will stand up and say that this is the students' own business, and they will try their best not to trouble the school... They will take the initiative to take over the relationship with the fish people Negotiate the matter.”

"Of course, the things that were taken away will eventually be returned to the hands of these new students. It's just that there will be a lot less scattered things inside, and many supplies will be damaged."

"Of course the blame falls on the fishmen."

"There's nothing anyone can do."

Zheng Qing looked at the indignant little wizard and couldn't help but smile. The worries in his heart caused by Serprano were relieved a lot and he was no longer so depressed.

"Do you know which college those students who traded with the fishmen are from?" His heart moved, and he suddenly interrupted Lin Guo's chattering description and asked.

"Which college?" Lin Guo was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the old man Verne.

Obviously, the old man had not told him these details.

"What, you met them?" Old Man Verne looked at Zheng Qing with squinted eyes and asked in a rough voice.

"Well, not sure." Zheng Qing replied vaguely.

Although he was sure that the person he was talking to was Serprano from Alpha Academy, he absolutely could not tell this.

This is First University. He is a publicly funded student of Jiuyou College, and Serprano is the vice president of the student union of Alpha College.

He does not have sufficient evidence to support his accusation. And he couldn't expect the school to submit a meter-thick application for the use of 'restricted magic' - such as Veritaserum and Soul Conjuration - to the wizard's court for the extortion behavior of a few bad students.

The only consequence of this was that the accusations ended up being dropped, and Zheng Qing was completely hostile to the Alpha Academy.

Not including the complete break between him and Mike King Soprano, the agreement they just reached will definitely come to nothing, and his relatives may also be in trouble.

This is not a wise decision.

Just after thinking about it, Zheng Qing's statement was much more tactful: "Just now, when I was dealing with the fish-man leader, I was attacked by a wizard... It felt like someone from Alpha Academy, but I don't know if they used any cover-up. The Spell of Identity.”

"Why would the people from Alpha College collude with the fishmen from Jiuyou College!" Lin Guo immediately jumped up and shouted: "This kind of thing requires evidence!"

Zheng Qing looked at the white robe on the little wizard, smiled, and explained: "So I also said... I'm not sure."

Lin Guo then realized that his reaction was a bit big, turned around and muttered something.

Zheng Qing didn't hear clearly, but he felt that Lin Guo's reaction was very normal.

This is a sense of ownership that each student has for their own choice - whether it is an active choice or a passive choice.

At First University, the competition between different colleges is secretive and complex, and every student has developed the habit of safeguarding the honor of his or her own college. Any criticism of their own college, if there is no sufficient and legitimate reason, will be vigorously counterattacked by these students.

If a student from Alpha College suddenly said in front of Zheng Qing that the vice president of the student union of Jiuyou College stole a mural from Alpha Castle, maybe Zheng Qing's reaction would be more intense. And guys like Zhang Jixin who have a bad temper will even roll up their sleeves immediately and have a show first.

Old Man Verne immediately noticed the awkward silence in the air.

As an old school worker who has worked at First University all his life, he noticed the trick without even thinking.

"These fishmen don't know which academy those black-robed wizards are from."

"There are always some scum in every college... maybe there are people from any college."

"However, this is your first patrol to encounter this kind of thing. I have to say that you are lucky... at least tonight's patrol mission is not so boring."

Zheng Qing and Lin Guo smiled in unison.

The old man changed the subject unhurriedly and asked Zheng Qing another question: "Are you still thinking about taking your pet to patrol?"

Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment.

He immediately remembered that he had asked the old man not long ago if he could take Poseidon with him on patrol next time.

At that time, the old man did not reply immediately, but only said that he should take a look first before talking.

The meaning of Old Man Verne's raising this question now is also very clear. If patrols always encounter this kind of danger, would you still be willing to bring your pet?

You know, the fishmen may let the patrolling students go out of their way for the sake of First University, but they will never show mercy to those cats and dogs.

Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and nodded again.

"If it's ready, I'd like to take it with me to see it."

"It's up to you." The old man lowered his head and reminded: "But before you want to bring it here, you must report it to me first... You have to go through a process and fill out some documents."

"I want to bring him too, I want to bring him too!" Lin Guo quickly raised his hand and signed up: "Can I bring Dahei next time... Dahei is a plate-horned goat, very well-behaved... and it That's a lot of strength! If he were here today, he could help us haul these things."

As he spoke, he drew a circle with the wooden stick in his hand, including all the debris and fish-men in the forest clearing.

This is indeed a big problem.

"Such a large number of prisoners is indeed a bit troublesome." Zheng Qing looked at the snoring murlocs lying at his feet and felt a little worried.

If these guys with a single mind are awakened, they will be in trouble again.

If they don't wake up, the three of them, the old, the young, and the weak, will probably be exhausted if they try to drag them back to the lakeside dock.

"If I had known, I would have applied to bring Dahei here. He is very strong... Even if it doesn't work, I can borrow a flying carpet from my roommate." Lin Guo whispered: "There is a Persian in my dormitory. I brought several long velvet blankets at home, and they fly very smoothly. ”

Zheng Qing ignored the muttering little boy and turned to look at the old school worker.

Old Man Verne did not disappoint.

He took a basket from behind, dragged the sleeping fishman and stuffed it inside.

To be fair, these fishmen's fists can block the mouth of this small basket.

But magic is always illogical.

The fishman was easily stuffed into the basket.

Through the gaps created by the bamboo strips, you can see that they have become smaller and quieter.

The old man chanted a spell again and gathered the debris on the grass into the basket.

Wave your stick.

Not a hint of fireworks.

"What is that?" Lin Guo pointed to a blooming firework in the air in the distance and asked curiously, "Why are there still people setting off fireworks in the middle of the night?"

Old man Verne turned his head and looked, his expression suddenly changed.

"Hurry up!" He yelled, dragging the two young wizards beside him, stamping his feet, and disappeared into the dark woods into a wisp of smoke.