Monster Hunting High School

Some people want Zheng Qing to learn a lesson.

There are also people who don’t want to make things big.

Beta Town Pedestrian Street.

Wander.

In the small room on the second floor, the owner of Wandering Bar raised his sleeves and wiped the stains on the window glass, then leaned his head and looked out the window through the glass.

Although it was daytime, the shop windows were dark, the doors were closed, and there was no trace of popularity.

No one is good.

The old wizard muttered in his heart, no one means that everyone's attitude is maintaining a delicate balance - some people want a few drops of the child's blood; some want the child to gain experience; and some want to fish in troubled waters and sit back and watch. Losing control - No matter what, at this point in time, everyone's choices are becoming consistent, which is a good thing after all.

But as the saying goes, good things come hard.

Before the final results come out and the dust settles, no one can guarantee that the timeline will converge on an outcome that everyone can accept.

"I saw your ugly and big aquiline nose downstairs."

A very sudden voice came from behind him.

The wandering wizard reacted quickly. When he turned around, more than a dozen spells of different colors flashed on his body. However, when he saw the appearance of the uninvited guest, he honestly removed the spells he had just prepared.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Dean."

The old wizard diligently went around to the small bar, took out his favorite "Golden Years" from the wine cabinet, and poured two glasses of wine: "... It's a great honor for you to come to my shop."

He hadn't said such compliments for a long time, so his choice of words seemed a bit stiff.

The wine glass flew smoothly to the guests.

The dean of Jiuyou Academy picked up the wine glass, and a few inconspicuous subtle fluctuations flashed across his originally solid figure, but the two old wizards in the room seemed completely unaware of it.

"The reaction is very fast. There are not many wizards who can maintain such agility at your age."

Lao Yao complimented, put the wine glass under his nose, sniffed, and then nodded regretfully: "If it weren't for being too busy today, I would drink two glasses of anything... You know the reason why I'm here today, right? "

The Wandering Wizard did not answer this question directly.

"I thought the person coming would be Councilor Su from the Yuexia Parliament." He spread his hands honestly, not hiding his confusion at all: "...You came to see me, what about Councilor Su?"

"She went to chat with other people." Old Yao said concisely.

"Like you?"

"That girl is much cleaner than me."

As if thinking of something, the dean of Jiuyou Academy curled his lips: "She directly used her status as a council member to convene an emergency meeting of high-ranking wizards in the Moon Parliament to ensure that nothing would happen in the Moon Parliament... Neither did I. It’s so hard to be compared to a little girl, so I can only work hard and talk to you unstable factors..."

As he spoke, he put down his wine glass and took out his pipe from his arms. A few inconspicuous subtle fluctuations flashed across his solid figure again.

"One more thing...Xiao Su can't stand you."

Lao Yao nodded to the bar owner with the hand holding the pipe, and shook his head: "Originally, Bao Yangzi could have made this trip, but you also know that the situation on the island is a bit delicate now. If there is less movement, there will be less movement. It’s a storm, so I can do more work... Anyway, it’s just one thing, or ten things. Everyone is smart, so I save myself a lot of trouble.”

"You can completely trust my character." The wandering wizard raised his cup.

"Your character is indeed good," Old Yao chuckled and clicked his pipe: "But when doing experiments, the most important thing is to be rigorous... Just like I have always managed the laboratory's account books by myself, and I don't know how to use gold to A test of humanity.”

This answer is very consistent with the wandering wizard's way of doing business.

So he had nothing to say.

And Lao Yao, who came as a guest, didn't want to do anything.

The room fell into silence for a moment, with only the glittering golden years in the wandering wizard's cup and the faint hint of dark red in Professor Yao's pipe witnessing the slow passage of time.

Another glass of wine.

The bar owner couldn't help but turn his head and glance out the window again. After retracting his gaze, he said very abruptly: "Professor, how likely do you think they are to succeed?"

He asked this question very vaguely, as if he was talking about the young people who created the sandbox, or something else.

"That's a wonderful question."

Old Yao glanced at him with a half-smile, and gave a very clear answer: "So, I must answer it with the three most beautiful words in linguistics - I don't know."

The wandering wizard doesn’t know the beauty of the word ‘don’t know’.

But he knew that there were not many opportunities for him to chat face-to-face with the legendary wizards of First University in peace, so he got straight to the point and asked: "Then what do you think of the theoretical breakthroughs in the field of demon flesh and blood analysis in the wizarding world in the past few years? ?”

Considering the true identity of the guest, this question can be said to be very bold.

The dean of Jiuyou Academy was silent for a moment.

"I love this theory."

He considered the words and replied slowly: "But I think every theory has its historical period of existence. Just like the unified theory of information and dimensional theory...including dimensional theory, you know, new Magic theories are always full of all kinds of contradictions and fallacies, so under normal circumstances, I will not directly call observations that do not conform to the theory as 'errors', but rather consider them to be some kind of 'open results' or 'incomplete results'. result'."

"Then do you think ordinary wizards are capable of inheriting the flesh and blood of high-level demons?" the wandering wizard asked with a serious expression.

This time, Lao Yao did not hesitate and answered very seriously: "Don't do that. Not everyone can get an 'open result'. The flesh and blood of high-level demons contain their own Tao, or in other words, To describe it with words that are more in line with low-dimensional life, it contains their 'consciousness'... Low-dimensional consciousness should never try to understand, influence or interfere with high-dimensional consciousness, because it will dominate you and make you feel that it is affected by it. Without your control...this is a silent depravity."

"Do you think they have fallen?" the wandering wizard asked subconsciously.

After asking, he realized that his question was a bit too straightforward.

But the legendary wizard in the room didn't pay attention to his urgency. Instead, he turned to look out the window and sighed softly: "Is there a clear line between darkness? Is the sun setting or the moon rising? No one is there. It can be said clearly... It's like falling... They have already fallen into darkness, but they have not begun to fall, as if they are in the blurry and dazzling 'twilight' between day and night. "

The wandering wizard chewed the word 'twilight' and was speechless for a long time.