Monster Hunting High School

It's so cold when I get up early, with frost covering my toes.

Zheng Qing's claws touched the cold stone floor, and he could always feel a vague coolness eroding his internal organs through the tips of his toes.

The black cat couldn't help but curse the wizards on duty in the school's astrology department in his heart.

The cold dew had just passed on Wednesday, and there were still about ten days before the frost. The newly appointed teaching assistants and school administrators in the Astrology Supervisor couldn't wait to have several frosts fall on the whole school.

Not only were the leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the avenue turned red, but even the four-season greenery around the lawn couldn't stand the drastic weather changes and looked a little wilted.

Not to mention the black cat who is actually in a 'semi-naked' state.

Having been protected by the dormitory before, Zheng Qing didn't feel too deeply about it. It wasn't until he ran on the empty stone road for a while that he noticed the chill of the late autumn morning, stimulated by the cool air.

But after running more than half the distance, it would be a bit uneconomical to go back and go through all the trouble for nothing.

Since the stone road is too cool, I think it will be relatively warm on the lawn.

These thoughts were just swirling in my heart, and the black cat that had been trotting along quickly twisted its waist and jumped into the lawn beside the road.

Sure enough, through the thick grass blades, the cool air was not so overwhelming.

The figure of the black cat flashed across the lawn, hardly attracting anyone's attention - in fact, there were no people on the campus on Saturday morning.

Especially on this early chilly morning, most students still tucked themselves into bed and had cordial and friendly conversations with Duke Zhou. Except for those diligent students who do morning classes, few people are willing to sharpen their will in the cold wind.

Of course, the lack of pedestrians does not mean that the campus is empty.

With the arrival of the hunting moon, more and more colors have made up for the beauty left by the summer and began to fill the school surrounded by high walls.

Flower beds, ribbons, and colorful sculptures are placed randomly on both sides of the lawn and road.

The cadres of the student union need to sort out this mess before the opening ceremony of Hunter Moon - let the flower beds be filled with flowers of various colors, and ribbons fluttering between the branches of the trees and the buildings; adjust the rude sculptures, Give their mottled bodies a new coat of paint.

Compared with the complicated affairs of the Student Union, the work of the Association of Societies is much easier.

They just need to promote the outstanding clubs in the club and the hunting teams under those clubs from time to time to build up some popularity for the upcoming school hunting party.

And their propaganda methods are also very traditional.

Banners with flashing fluorescent text were hung on tall trees on both sides of the road, scattered in an orderly manner. Each banner represents a member of the Federation of Societies - Zheng Qing vaguely remembered that the 'Knights of Forgiveness' also had a banner, but he walked around the forest two or three times, except for a few... Apart from the posters of all members of the Hunting Team, no banners of their own were found.

Seeing someone greeting him in the poster, Black Cat raised his head proudly and snorted disdainfully.

This sound attracted the attention of a 'staff member' nearby.

"Excuse me!" The staff staggered to the black cat, hung a small domino around the black cat's neck with a smile, and promoted in an enthusiastic voice: "We let our youth fly and chase our dreams! Hunters will never Stop running - the YPO community welcomes the arrival of the hunting moon with you..."

This ‘staff’ is actually an alchemy doll. He was covered in a deerskin tanned coat stuffed with cotton and ramie. His eyes were made of two buttons, and his mouth seemed to be made of a girl's hairpin. He was holding a bouquet in his hand, humming energetically, and saying hello to every living creature passing by.

There was a sense of stupidity all over him.

The alchemy dolls under other banners did not look any more beautiful. After all, these dolls are made by students themselves. Compared with the results of professional alchemy workshops outside the school, they will naturally be much inferior.

Zheng Qing fiddled with the domino hanging around his neck with his paws.

The workmanship of this small gift is also very rough. It seems to be made of ground cow bones, with three large letters of 'YPO' engraved on it in clumsy handwriting.

There are no seal-engraved magic patterns, no nested talismans, and even the dominoes have not been dipped in olive oil or consecrated in front of the statue of the gods - pure, unpretentious gadgets.

Zheng Qing had heard of this association, and its full name seemed to be the 'Young Hunters Association'. Members must have more than one experience of hunting monsters. Invitations have also been issued to young publicly funded students.

Zheng Qing was very glad that he did not join these societies casually.

After all, not everyone has the courage to shout out the second explosive slogan in front of everyone.

Wagging its tail, the black cat got rid of the encirclement of other dolls, passed through the gap in the bushes, and ran straight to Shushan Pavilion.

He has not forgotten his destination.

Compared with other places on campus, the atmosphere near Shushan Hall is much livelier.

It has been more than a month since school started, and the midterm exam is no longer far away from everyone. Although the midterm exam of the semester will not affect the promotion exam at the end of the school year, as a periodic summary, most professors will invest a lot of points in this test as a reward.

Many diligent and motivated students have begun to prepare for the sprint, and the library is the best place to study.

The black cat's brisk footsteps passed over the figures queuing up one after another, and in the blink of an eye he arrived at the door of the first floor of Shushan Pavilion.

When he was about to slip in through the crack in the door, a wooden stick blocked his way.

The look of the wooden stick was very familiar to Zheng Qing.

He would also hold one like this in his hand when he was on night patrol at Linzhong Lake. This is the standard equipment for school workers at First University.

"Have you brought your student card or staff ID?" The school worker guarding the door looked at the black cat with a tigerish face.

"Ouch?" Zheng Qing looked at the school worker with big innocent eyes.

"That's not how the cat meows..." The school guard's face was full of black lines, and the wooden staff in his hand paused on the stone slab, making a threatening sound: "If you bring your ID, go to the queue... and stand at the end of the queue. "

"If you can't even queue up, what's the use of entering the library?" Another slightly younger school janitor came over and looked at the black cat with a smile: "You look a little unfamiliar... you just recently Have you learned the art of transfiguration?"

Zheng Qing's beard slowly drooped.

Oh, he forgot again, this is the First University, and no one will relax their vigilance against a strange black cat.

"You can't enter the library without a card." The old school worker looked at the black cat seriously and waved his hand: "Bring your ID first when you go back."

The black cat sniffed, shook his beard, looked at the dense talismans and formations carved on the library door not far away, and finally gave up the plan of sneaking in quietly.