Monster Hunting High School

Matthew Cullen stood worriedly under a large leaf eucalyptus tree.

Although the sunshine in the hunting ground is very gentle, as a vampire, Matthew is always insensitive to the rumored light with thermal radiation, so whenever he has the opportunity, he will always put himself in the shadow.

Like this Eucalyptus macrophylla.

This is a large evergreen tree fifteen meters high. The dark brown bark is criss-crossed with many deep grooves. Occasionally, large foraging ants hurriedly crawl through it carrying aphid corpses. In the high canopy, thick leathery leaves overlap in layers, casting a thick shadow at the base of the tree.

Matthew stood in the shadows.

He was looking at the wasteland in front of him with gloomy eyes.

The fluffy acacia flower balls sway gently in the breeze. These dandelion-like flowers are not as light as dandelions and can only stay on the shrub branches throughout their lives. In comparison, the light pod mimosa is much luckier. They also have fluffy spherical flowers, but because Mimosa can move, there is always a chance that these flower pods will fall off from the grass blades and float a little further along the wide leaves of Purple Pennisetum.

But regardless of distance, these flower bulbs are ultimately at the mercy of the wind - they do not have long legs or wings, which determines that they always lack the ability to be independent.

Just like Matthew.

Before today, although the young cub of the Cullen family was gentle and polite on the surface, he always held many vague ambitions in his heart - for example, he felt that the territory of the Cullen family was too crowded, but the old men in the family always Not being allowed to do this or that, staying in the dark castle all day long, living day by day - Matthew felt that he had an obligation to help his family improve this decadent living condition.

In the words of Friedman’s cousin, ‘The bodies of the old men are rotten, and their spirits are also rotten... The future of the Cullen family still needs the young blood of us to save it’.

However, after actually practicing it, the young vampire cub realized that thinking about some things was one thing, but doing it was another thing.

For example, this time the freshmen game of the school hunting party.

Matthew Cullen originally planned to become famous in this freshman competition, completely suppressing the publicly funded student who relied on a trick or two to seduce beautiful women, and let the First University recall the glory of the Cullen family.

To this end, he worked tirelessly to recruit many outstanding hunters in his mind, and also sought the help of Sir Friedman to let Alpha's senior students help train his hunting team.

But after he actually started the freshman competition, he slowly realized that just relying on his passion, careful planning and sufficient logistics could not guarantee that what he wanted to do would be successful.

Because success requires a little bit of luck.

Obviously, his luck is a little bit worse now.

Ever since the hunting team was thrown into this strange hunting ground by puppets, the Karen hunting team has not made any gains - although when they first entered the field, they once searched for dozens of demonic reaction sources, but the strange thing is that very few Soon these evil spirits flowed, gathered on a large scale, and finally disappeared?

Matthew originally thought it was the puppet host with a bad personality who was playing a joke on the hunting team, but after searching three previously targeted demonic reaction areas and finding nothing, the young vampire of the Cullen family finally realized , things have changed, and his hunting team needs to make corresponding adjustments.

So he first built the hunting team's camp.

In this vast savanna, the Eucalyptus macrophylla behind him is very conspicuous in terms of height and size, enough to become a lasting and effective eye-catching logo; and the huge body of this Eucalyptus macrophylla can also be used as a symbol of the camp. The formation provides strong support. Because Matthew gave up a mountain plain not far away and built his hunting team's forward camp next to this eucalyptus tree.

After the camp was built, he disrupted the previous division of duties in the hunting team - no longer following the fixed pattern of one leader, two assistants, one search and one tour - except Nanjian and him who stayed at the camp, all other hunters were sent out. Conduct a large-scale search in four directions: east, west, north, and south to find traces of monsters.

Adam Carlisle O'Brien searched the south, Nankai searched the west, and Elena searched the north. Even the little white marten in Nanjian was assigned the task of exploring the east.

However, time passed by minute by second, and the hands turned around and over on the dial. The exploration team members sent by the hunting team did not send back any good news.

There are no monsters within five kilometers.

There are no monsters within ten kilometers.

Twenty kilometers, thirty kilometers, forty kilometers, still no demons.

There is no life in the empty wasteland.

There were no birds, no beasts, no demonic prey as the hunting party had hoped for.

If it weren't for the many traces left in the wild that told them that there were many monsters living in this hunting ground, Matthew would have thought that the puppet man with a broken head was making fun of them, the newcomers.

But where did those monsters go?

Matthew looked at the wasteland in front of him melancholy. One guess after another came to his mind, and then he overturned it one after another.

"The fifty-kilometer search mission has been completed. Information has been sent back from the west, north, and south. No trace of the demon has been found... Little Diao'er should be running back. We will know the result in five minutes."

Nan Jian sat hugging his knees, facing a pile of smoking dead leaves, staring at the lingering green smoke in trance, and spoke softly, breaking the tranquility under the Eucalyptus macrophylla.

"I hope your little mink can bring back some good news." Matthew forced a smile, turned his head and continued to stare at the empty wasteland in the distance, with a bit of anxiety on his pale face.

On his body, the ivory tweed hunting jacket was open, revealing the silver-white silk shirt underneath. The soft felt hat was tucked under his arm, and he took off his fawn leather gloves and stuffed them casually into his coat pocket.

Even his hair, which he normally takes care of neatly, is now a little messy, and faint sweat stains remain on his forehead, making his hair look a little shiny - this is a very rare situation for a vampire. Whether it's sweating or disheveled.

But he couldn't care less about that now.

Whether it was the brutal behavior of the puppets in that small auditorium or the strange hunting ground they were in now, they all clearly told this young vampire one fact - if their new hunting team wanted to survive, then Must come out on top in the hunting game.

A silver figure suddenly jumped out from the grass, interrupting Matthew's thoughts.

Before he could react, Nan Jian had already jumped up from under the tree and faced his little friend: "Are you injured? Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? I have warmed the milk for you..."

This is not a nursery!

Matthew barely controlled the urge to roar, twitching the corners of his mouth and showing a difficult smile: "Don't be impatient... Let's first listen to see if it has discovered anything... Has it discovered anything to the east?"

The white ferret pushed away the milk jug that Nan Jian handed it in front of it with one paw, and kept screaming "Zhi Zhi" in a rapid tone.

The witch blinked, and a hint of joy slowly appeared on her face.

"My little Diao'er said that there is a tiger demon walking this way from the east...it is still five minutes away from here." Nan Jian looked at his captain happily: "Of course, according to its footsteps, it After running for five minutes, the tiger monster should still be twenty miles away from us."

"Assemble the hunting team! Get ready to fight!!" Matthew punched the thick trunk of Eucalyptus macrophylla with a look of joy on his face.

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