Monster Hunting High School

It rained heavily on the first weekend after the beginning of summer.

If the spring breeze in March is like a pair of scissors, then the strong wind in May is a machete.

It chopped the whole world into pieces.

The rain in May has already had some of the passion of summer. Before dawn, the big raindrops hit the glass windows, playing a lullaby for the young wizards in their dreams.

There is no class today.

Zheng Qing slept in late for the first time in a long time.

It was not until Dylan, who had an evening class, came back to the dormitory all wet that he slowly rolled off the six-poster bed and walked to the bathroom. Fat Cat Tuan Tuan rarely rolled himself into a ball, but stepped on the fat wizard's chair, stood on his paws, hung his tail, and leaned his forehead against the glass, looking deeply at the rain outside.

"What are you looking at?"

When Zheng Qing was driven out of the bathroom by Dylan with his toothbrush in his mouth, he found that the fat cat was still standing by the window. He was curious and couldn't help but get close to the fat cat's head and look out the window.

The rain curtain connected the sky and the earth, like a huge brush, painting the whole world gray. There were almost no people on the campus, but there were some small animals playing in the rain.

Zheng Qing followed the fat cat's line of sight and happened to see a few calico cats playing and fighting in the rain. He looked at those cats familiarly, vaguely like the fruits on the cat fruit tree.

He tilted his head and glanced at the fat cat.

"Men."

He shook his head, his mouth full of foam, and sighed vaguely - in the cat world, calico with rich fur is synonymous with beauty. Calico to ordinary male cats is like Victoria's Secret Angel to loser men, and the calico playing in the rain is like beautiful women wearing cool clothes during the Water Splashing Festival or bikini beauties at the beach.

No wonder the fat cat is so focused.

"I suspect those cats are seducing you." Dr. Xiao, who was writing on the desk opposite, suddenly looked up and gave Zheng Qing a possibility that frightened him: "- I have never seen cats playing in the rain."

"Nonsense!" The boy was so scared that he knocked on the table with his fingers.

Bang!

The door of the bathroom was pushed open by Mr. Vampire Werewolf. While wiping his wet hair, he complained to Zheng Qing unceremoniously: "- You won't get up if I don't come back! You have 36 hours a day, do you have to compete with me for these few minutes?"

He was talking about the conflict between their washing time.

"When I have classes, I only have 36 hours a day." After spitting out the foam in his mouth, Zheng Qing poked his head out again and carefully corrected: "Today is the weekend, I only have 24 hours..."

"Hurry up and let those female cats downstairs drag you away..." Dylan's vicious curse came from the dressing mirror.

"Why is he in such a bad temper today?" Zheng Qing wiped his hands and came out of the bathroom. He couldn't help asking Xiao Xiao: "Even if you rob his chicken leg, he is in a good temper normally..."

"Maybe it's because of that divination." A lazy voice came from the fat wizard's bed behind him.

"What divination?"

"A few days ago, the gentleman found a divination he had read when he was a child. It said that he would have a hurdle when he was 1,350 years old. If he could get through it, he would have a bright future. If he couldn't, he would be trapped inside and outside..."

"1,350 years old?"

"That's this year..."

Zheng Qing couldn't help shaking his head. Not to mention how much credibility Dylan had at his age, he was suspicious of such details in a divination when he was a child. He looked up at the bed of Mr. Vampire Werewolf and said half-jokingly: "What hurdle? Is your coffin rotten?"

Dylan didn't care about Zheng Qing's ridicule.

After wiping his beautiful little fangs clean in front of the dressing mirror, he turned around and looked around: "Where is your cat? The one that turned into a gem? Doesn't it come back every morning?"

"It came back yesterday afternoon."

Thinking of the news that the black gem cat brought back yesterday afternoon, Zheng Qing scratched his head - the good news was that the black gem cat met Lao Yao yesterday; the bad news was that Lao Yao politely refused to be a bodyguard for the three big elves, and only suggested that Zheng Qing apply for help from the school work committee; fortunately, the beautiful Su took over the task very toughly, so that the black gem cat did not return empty-handed.

Then again.

Zheng Qing felt that with the ability of the legendary wizard, since he already knew the troubles of the three big elves, there was no reason to turn a blind eye when they were in danger.

This was also a conspiracy.

After coming to his senses, Zheng Qing pointed out the window again and said, "Besides, it's raining so hard outside, do you dare to expect a cat to come back to the dormitory in the rain? I bet it must be taking a nap in a dry and warm house now... If it wasn't for it not coming back, I wouldn't have slept so late and got up!"

The transformed clone can be used as an energy pack, and the young wizards in dormitory 403 also know this. But hearing him blame a cat for laziness still made Xiao Xiao shake his head.

"Why are you shaking your head?!" Zheng Qing glanced at the fortune teller with an unfriendly look.

"I remember what Li Meng said about you when she came to chat with me yesterday." Xiao Xiao pushed his glasses.

"You can actually chat with that little girl?" Dylanton was amazed.

In contrast, Zheng Qing was very curious about what the little witch said, and his tone unconsciously carried a bit of vigilance: "She? Commented on me? She must not have said anything good..."

"It's not bad, it's still quite fair."

Xiao Xiao grabbed the quill and tapped on the parchment in front of him: "It's just that she made a very interesting analogy. She said that you are like the sugar cane that her cousin just bought..."

"Sugar cane? Sweet? Integrity?" Zheng Qing was confused for a moment.

Xiao Xiao looked at him deeply: "No, it's sweet when you eat it, and your mouth is full of residue after eating it... So she came to me yesterday to ask how the alchemy workshop usually deals with sugar cane residue."

Zheng Qing's face suddenly darkened.

As expected, you can't have any confidence in that little girl.

"What did you answer?" The fat wizard who was originally sleepy suddenly became interested and asked with his eyelids propped up.

"What else can I say?" Dr. Xiao shrugged: "Sugar cane residue has so many uses, papermaking, composting, winemaking... I think Li Meng seems to be very interested in the method of composting."

Zheng Qing finally couldn't listen anymore.

"What are you writing? You've been busy this morning..." He changed the subject forcefully, and looked at the parchment beside Xiao Xiao's hand. In addition to the densely packed small characters, there were also many tables and images, which looked extremely complicated.

"About your paper on the transformation of those elves." Xiao Xiao happily ended the previous topic without hiding anything, and naturally pushed the manuscript in front of him to Zheng Qing: "--It's a pity not to organize it."

"Have you really started writing?"

Zheng Qing was very surprised when he heard this.