Monster Hunting High School

Friday morning is a morning full of hope. 【】

You only need to persist for another eight or nine hours, and you will have two short but leisurely days.

Zheng Qing seemed to see that the wonderful weekend life was already waving to him.

After returning to the dormitory after doing morning classes in the morning, he first checked on the status of the elves.

Thanks to Dr. Toduzem, these little ones have been in good condition recently - which means that when Zheng Qing lifted them out of their sleep for examination, these little ones were also excited to get out of bed.

According to the physical examination form given to him by the doctor, Zheng Qing guided the elves to make different movements and observed their physical signs; at the same time, he used detection talisman paper to record the corresponding quantified data.

After some tossing, the elves woke up a lot.

After grabbing the ears of the public-funded students and saying hello, these little guys flew out of the balcony one after another to collect morning dew.

When all the data was recorded, Zheng Qing turned over the health data of the past week and made a simple comparison, and couldn't help but frown.

Even though his professional knowledge in medical care is not sufficient, after more than half a month of training, he still accumulated a certain amount of experience in the health of elves.

He can be very sure that the health index of the elves is slowly declining.

Although the decline is not obvious and the external performance is not outstanding, this is still a problem that cannot be ignored.

"We have to have a good talk with the doctor tomorrow," Zheng Qing muttered, putting the medical examination records into a folder, planning to take the elves to see Dr. Duzem for a review tomorrow to discuss the matter in detail.

"Did you call me?" Xiao Xiao, who had just changed into a hospital robe next to him, had not yet put on his glasses, so he looked at Zheng Qing with squinted eyes: "What can we talk about tomorrow?"

Zheng Qing was stunned and exhaled.

"When did your ears become so sensitive?" He shook his head and asked, "Have you decided which club to join? The recruitment event officially starts at noon today."

"No time!" Dr. Xiao put on his glasses, raised his chin proudly, and snorted disdainfully.

Zheng Qing curled his lips and said nothing.

Since having convulsions in the history class two days ago, Dr. Xiao Da has been a little emotionally sensitive recently - this kind of thing is easy to understand. For those who fail to confess, especially to the teacher, time will be a good medicine - —So the quiet library is where he stays for a long time after class and meals.

Fatty Xin, on the other hand, was dissatisfied with the blind-sighted societies for not sending him invitations, and made up his mind not to sign up.

Although Fat Brother looks round and strong, he also has a fragile heart.

Without a visit to the thatched cottage and some kind words to persuade him, he would definitely not join those clubs that were 'without any level' or 'just make up for the numbers'.

As for the several small clubs that sent him invitations, after some investigation, Fatty also decisively gave up.

"It's better to have something less than something too much." Xin explained to his roommates.

Zheng Qing didn't know whether Fatty really paid attention to the quality of the club. But when he heard that not only was there no one of the opposite sex in the 'Freak' club, but even the offices in the office building were used in rotation with other small clubs, he understood Xin's choice a little more.

According to the class schedule, there is an alchemy class on Friday morning, and there is also a practical class from Assistant Hilda in the afternoon.

Because the possibility of them leaving the practical class lying down could not be ruled out, after lunch, Zheng Qing finally chose to go to the office building with Zhang Jixin to explore the recruitment activities of major societies.

The schedule is somewhat tight.

But as a good man once said, time is like water in a sponge, there is always time to squeeze it.

Zheng Qing made up his mind and decided to squeeze in some lunch break to complete the registration matter as soon as possible.

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In the afternoon, the office building was crowded with people, bustling and bustling, making it a lively scene.

As the annual recruitment day, at this time of year, the quiet office building always becomes lively for a while.

The old students dragged out the desks, chairs and banners covered with cobwebs and dust from the tall cabinets, wiped them clean, and sprayed quick-acting insecticides in the corners of the office - dark corners are prone to breed cockroaches, and many wizards are concerned about this. Seed bugs can cause severe allergic reactions.

The elves in gray uniforms carried rags and basins, scrubbing the old murals on both sides of the corridor clean.

Of course, in Zheng Qing's opinion, it might be better to directly cover these murals with a layer of flannel.

At the very least, those flannelettes won't complain loudly and loudly that the paint on their faces has been wiped away.

According to tradition, many clubs will customize magic roll-ups from Beta Town to attract first-year wizards to stop and watch and sign up - but most of the time, the handsome male and female wizard models on the roll-ups are Squinting and dozing off, for them, club recruitment in the university is just a dessert between daily work, and there is no need to take it so seriously.

There are also some wealthy clubs that prepare magic puppets to attract young school girls.

Zheng Qing watched helplessly as several beautiful freshman witches were dragged into an office with a black wooden door by fat and fluffy puppets.

When he tried to squeeze in behind the black door after the girls, his shoulders were firmly held by Zhang Jixin.

"What do you want to do?" The red-faced boy shouted loudly, "That's the Atlas club... Do you plan to say a prayer of thanksgiving before eating every day?"

"I just wanted to see something strange," Zheng Qingyan said insincerely, taking a breath of regret. The strong fragrance on the tip of my nose began to dissipate.

"Which one do you plan to join?" Zhang Jixin crossed his arms and looked around, looking at the figures coming and going with some worry: "Although my brother asked me to join the student union of Jiuyou College, I don't plan to enter that kind of lifeless place. ...I would rather join the hunting team of Jiuyou College, but the hunting team in the college only recruits second-year students and above... If that doesn't work, I will choose a small hunting team. For example, the hunting team of Divine Will only recruits first-year students. student……"

"First University Student Union," Zheng Qing interrupted him: "Foreign Affairs Department, I only plan to apply for this one place."

"Where is your invitation letter?" Zhang Jixin's attention was diverted as expected: "If you have an invitation letter, you can directly join the student union as an officer...Why are you still here today?"

Zheng Qing blushed and looked like Zhang Jixin’s cousin.

He would never admit that the First University Student Union did not extend an invitation to him - for some reason, he felt it was a very embarrassing thing.

"I've been quite busy lately, and I have to go on patrol tomorrow." Zheng Qing said vaguely, "Anyway, I'm going to go to the registration point of the school student union..."

"Don't you plan to join a few more clubs?" Zhang Jixin couldn't help but ask: "For example, the Young Talisman Masters Association, they must really want to communicate and learn with you."

"No time." Zheng Qing spread his hands and said sincerely.

Although First University does not limit the number of student clubs or organizations that students can join.

But considering the academic pressure, Zheng Qing finally decided to join only one student organization.

Adhering to the attitude of choosing the best organization if he wanted to, he skipped a large number of large organizations such as the Jiuyou College Student Union and Divine Will, and directly chose the First University Student Union.

Since Jiuyou College belongs to First University, the student union of First University must be much stronger than the student union of Jiuyou College.

This is his simple logical idea.

Of course, more importantly, the First University Student Union was the only large student organization that did not send an invitation letter to Zheng Qing.

This made Zheng Qing look forward to this organization a little more.