Monster Hunting High School

The words of the divination class professor suddenly moved Zheng Qing's consciousness from the simple "good and bad" and "good and evil" to the complex and cold level of reality - he was not sure whether this was an upward transfer of cognitive level or an upward transfer. It is a parallel migration that simply replaces another evaluation system, but there is no doubt that every time this kind of migration occurs, it will have a profound impact on his values.

Just like today.

Until the end of the evening class, Zheng Qing had not completely recovered.

So when Zhang Yu came to dormitory 403 to pick him up to join the Titan Soldier project team, he saw the boy with a dazed expression and hesitated whether to send him to the school hospital first.

"-No, no, thank you."

Zheng Qing was naturally grateful for the leader's suggestion. He waved his hands repeatedly and muttered: "That's right, my cognition has been slightly shocked... It's not like this has happened before. Just take it slow... Take it slow for a few days. You should be able to forget it.”

Having said that.

He himself didn't have much confidence.

A long time ago, he once read a novel "Zhu Yanxue" by Rosen, and his spirit was greatly polluted. The stories in the book that exploded his three views caused serious trauma to his young mind. He could not get rid of these three words for many years. The shadow of this kind of impact that shakes values ​​is by no means curable in the short term.

Of course, what Professor Yi said is not that bad.

"Did you catch wind evil?" Zhang Yu looked at the boy's face carefully: "——I still have some Mulan Tang left here. Do you want to wash your face before setting off?"

As he spoke, he looked up at the empty walls around him and shook his head slightly: "I didn't hang calamus or mugwort either. Although I don't understand their mystical principles, since the old wizards have passed down these rules, If you can respect it, you still have to respect it a little bit. In addition to studying and exams, life also includes health and blessings.”

Zheng Qing was confused when he heard it, and he counted a few times with his fingers in his sleeves before he suddenly realized.

Oh, today is the Dragon Boat Festival.

Last year the Dragon Boat Festival was at the end of May, but this year it was in the middle of June. Even though the difference was only half a month, it was a huge difference for the young wizards who were preparing for their final exams.

The final exam will be in a few days, and the entire Jiuyou Academy has fallen into a suffocating and crazy atmosphere before the exam. At this critical moment, no one will care whether there are grass dragons tied to the trees on both sides of the sidewalk, and no one will care about whether there are grass dragons tied to the trees on both sides of the sidewalk. On days like this, Xiaohehe tied a colorful rope around his wrist. Everyone is wandering around the school like the wind. Perhaps the only thing that can remind everyone of today is the analysis question about "Wushi Water" and "Dragon Boat Festival Water" in the examination center.

Zheng Qing is also burdened with two disturbing burdens, the 'Graduation' and the 'Crow' - the former is very close at hand, and the latter has just hit him a few times in the past few days.

"Damn...I almost forgot!"

The young protagonist mumbled and took out a bunch of 'Noon Hour Talisman' from the gray cloth bag. This was a Dragon Boat Festival gift he had drawn some time ago and was going to be given to his friends. If Zhang Yu hadn't mentioned it tonight, he would have almost lost it. Forgot about this: "Everyone has a share, everyone should be safe and smooth..."

The famous talisman painter generously distributed these talisman papers to pray for blessings and ward off evil spirits to several black robes and roommates. Finally, he gave an extra piece to Xiao Xiao and warned in a low voice: "Ahem, the black gem cat will be back soon. , let it run again and send two noon time charms over there..."

"It's almost midnight when your cat comes back. The Dragon Boat Festival has passed, is there any point in sending the noon hour talisman?" Dr. Xiao shook his head disapprovingly.

"Gifts can be inconspicuous, they can be cheap, they can be late, but they can't be absent." The boy who often danced on eggs patted his fortune teller on the shoulder, and said in a serious and thoughtful way: "——Whether to give a gift or not is a matter of attitude. "

Zhang Yu stood at the door of the dormitory, listening to the whispers of the two classmates, with a subtle expression.

Facts have proved that it is not just the young wizards in dormitory 403 or Jiuyou Academy who have forgotten the Dragon Boat Festival today.

There is also no festive atmosphere in the Titan Soldier Laboratory. People in black robes, white robes, and gray robes are coming and going in a hurry. The messy hair of the witches and the messy beards of the wizards set off each other, making the atmosphere in the entire laboratory... There was an anxious atmosphere everywhere.

Zheng Qing skillfully greeted the bald Alex, skillfully got into the resonance room, and skillfully controlled the edge shape.

When he opened his eyes, the tall monster was already standing in the empty hall from last time. But compared to the previous time, there were far fewer black-robed guards in the hall tonight.

Zheng Qing guessed that many of them might have been drawn to arrest Professor Monteria.

Another thing that surprised him was that he actually saw Kolma in the hall.

It wasn't Kolma who was 'wearing' a fringe look, but Kolma who was actually standing on the floor of the hall. She was dressed in a black robe, and her long silver hair was particularly eye-catching among the black robes.

"Where is your Titan Soldier?"

The monster controlled by 'Zheng Qing' hugged his knees, sat next to the witch, and asked in a sharp and harsh voice. The people in black robes beside him all showed signs of discomfort, which made him feel a little sorry in his heart.

The next second.

The thought of the witch crashed into the boy's consciousness - only then did he realize that even if the other party did not have a giant divine weapon, he was still a genuine great wizard.

“…They didn’t arrange for me to enter the resonance chamber, but brought me here directly.” Korma’s voice sounded very pleasant, but Zheng Qing always felt a little unnatural stiffness: “I guess we may have to conduct the next test tonight.”

Next test?

The Edge Type 1 has been tested several times in actual combat. Unless further experiments are conducted on the state of resonance in the ‘super-safe range’, what else needs to be tested?

Given Zheng Qing’s current situation, he thinks the school should not arrange for him to do that kind of thing.

And if the Edge Type 1 is not tested, then what is the next test?

Special configuration?

When he thought of this, Zheng Qing's breathing immediately paused for half a second. The thought that had been rolling in his mind for a long time finally couldn't be suppressed, and rushed out and fell on the witch: "-Is your body okay?"

He clearly remembered what Lao Yao and Korma had said to him before-as a great wizard, she must pay a sufficient price to control the legendary "Yuanshi"-and Korma had just been attacked by another top great wizard a few days ago and was injured. He didn't think Korma could recover from her injuries in just a few days.

"I guess today should just be a simple hot start to test whether each functional area can operate normally. It won't involve too advanced operations... It will not put much burden on the body." The witch seemed to guess the reason for the boy's worry, smiled, her eyes sparkling: "As for my current situation, I am more than enough to undertake today's task."