Monster Hunting High School

Rage value not only has a distance limit, but also a time limit.

On the way to the teaching building in a hurry, Zheng Qing suddenly came to this conclusion in his mind.

If Xiao Xiao and Xin were still in the dormitory, there would be a lot of chaos in the end, with cat hair and yellow talismans flying around. But because the distance between him and them was widened, the little anger Zheng Qing accumulated in the bathroom was not enough to keep a small fire burning. Every second, the topics discussed by pedestrians on the roadside inevitably distracted part of his attention and vented part of his accumulated anger.

Until you get to the classroom door.

Zheng Qing was more worried about his personal safety than his murderous intention towards his two roommates.

"I feel like someone sneaked into the classroom, but I can't see it." The stick figures behind the door muttered, building a tent with their hands and jumping left and right on the small white paper, trying to find the sneaky figure. guy.

Fortunately, its sound was very quiet, so no one else heard it.

Zheng Qing subconsciously touched the invisibility charm hanging on his waist.

The gentle magic power quietly rotates on the talisman paper along the twisted circuit, smoothly and steadily. The wizard held his breath, stepped lightly, and carefully avoided every classmate he met.

There are less than five minutes left before class starts, and most people have already sat down and started previewing the textbooks. This is the main reason why Zheng Qing did not encounter more trouble.

His eyes first fell on the first row of the classroom.

Jiang Yu lowered his head, concentrating on the homework in front of him and turning a deaf ear to the noise in the classroom. A lock of black hair fell from her ear, and she didn't even seem to have time to lift it up.

When Zheng Qing passed in front of her, he saw several piles of textbooks neatly placed on the small desk, including Enoch magic, Voodoo magic, and astrology - the witch was turning the astrology table in her hand. , constantly recording various numerical values ​​in the notebook, and the dense numbers look dizzying.

He couldn't help but stretched out his fingers and carefully lifted the witch's hair.

"Li Meng!"

The witch who lowered her head to do her homework snorted: "Don't do such little tricks! The homework given to you is not because you talk nonsense in front of other people, but to lay a solid foundation for your studies in your junior and senior years..."

The little witch, who was originally immersed in the reference book, turned her head at a loss and looked at her cousin, not knowing what she was talking about.

Zheng Qing suppressed a smile, stood on tiptoes, and quietly slipped towards the back row of the classroom.

Then he noticed that an uninvited guest appeared at his reserved seat - this word was a bit inaccurate. To be precise, it was the owner of that seat who had returned.

Before lunch break, several wizards in dormitory 403 also discussed when Zhang Jixin could return to school. Xiao Xiao, who was the most optimistic at the time, also believed that he would not be able to come back until tomorrow at the earliest.

But only two hours later, Zheng Qing saw the guy in the classroom who should theoretically be thousands of miles away. At this moment, he was waving his arms and talking to his two companions.

He subconsciously quickened his pace.

When he was still a few meters away from the corner of the back row that belonged to several wizards, he clearly felt the gray cloth bag originally hanging on his waist swaying slightly, and the smooth magic on the talisman had an extremely slight stagnation. Immediately, in the classroom, The noise seemed to leave him at this moment.

Zheng Qing immediately realized that he had just passed through an exquisite soundproof barrier.

Xiao Xiao's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced in the direction of the aisle. He leaned forward quietly, leaving a narrow passage for a transparent person to enter.

Based on this 'narrow gate' alone, Zheng Qing decided to forgive his previous nonsense.

Of course, he was more interested in the reason why Zhang Jixin came to school earlier than expected.

As soon as he approached the corner and passed through the soundproof barrier again, Zhang Jixin's thick voice reached Zheng Qing's ears clearly.

"...I don't know why,"

The red-faced wizard was dusty with travel, and there were a few suspicious blood stains on his robe: "Originally, we have chased the seventh ventilation hole. If we are only one or two holes away at most, we will definitely catch the cunning ice sting... ... Its tail has been broken by me, and it is determined not to run far... But my brother seemed to have received some news, so he pulled me and ran back in a hurry. He didn't even take the Dilong Express, but spent a lot of money to leave. The clock passage...I didn't hear until I got to school that Brother Scumbag was trying to take his position, and the Blood Club was also sneaky about what they were doing..."

"Nonsense!"

Zheng Qing gritted his teeth and interrupted Zhang Jixin's words, and defended himself angrily: "I don't even know how many departments the Divine Will has, so why should I take Lei Zhe's place? Find playmates for those hairballs on the cat fruit tree. ?"

Zhang Jixin's voice stopped abruptly.

He looked at the empty aisle in front of him. The confusion in his eyes only lasted for a few seconds, and then he came to his senses: "Brother scumbag? Are you in trouble again?... Well, my brother said that he will not let people with will find him. You're in trouble! Wait, Fatty just said that you became the assistant coach of the Edge Hunters? "Why does the Edge Hunters need an assistant?"

"It's Edge College." Fatty Xin had to correct the red-faced wizard's confusing question.

"What Edge College?" Zhang Jixin frowned: "It feels like I came to school just two days late. Why is the world changing so fast... I can't understand what you are saying!"

Forget it, I'm tired, that's it.

Zheng Qing slapped himself on the desk, not wanting to say a word.

"The Vice-President is here!

"

The little stick figure behind the door screamed, alerting everyone that class was about to begin.

Zheng Qing, who was lying on the table, reacted for a few seconds before he suddenly realized that today, during the normal time period on Tuesday afternoon, was a class taught by Professor Monteria on advanced magic texts.

And Professor Monteria is already the vice president of Fringe College.

Before the stick figure screamed, he had a vague feeling that he had forgotten something.

But his busy study life filled his mind with alchemy, talismans, talismans, spells and new divination techniques. In his spare time, he had to deal with all kinds of strange rumors or unfounded speculations, so that until Monteria When the professor walked into the classroom, he remembered what he had ignored.

"Sir, sir."

The young assistant teacher muttered, finally realizing that he was paying too much attention to the news and ignoring the real world. Although there was news everywhere in the past two days that he was an assistant teacher at Fringe College, maybe he had heard so much that he had completely forgotten about his old teacher. Yao once told him to take time to visit the two vice presidents of Fringe College before class on Thursday.

What's worse is that his teaching plan is still blank, not a word has been written.