Monster Hunting High School

Just as Xiao Xiao and Fatty Xin were chatting, Zheng Qing's bed suddenly shook violently, startling the two of them. Even the fat cat who was chewing shrimp skin seriously raised his head and looked at the picture curiously. A look at the bed.

I saw that the red curtain covering Zheng Qing's six-poster bed swelled up as if inflated after a period of shaking. The elves who were originally hovering outside the tent waiting for their master to come out seemed to sense some terrifying aura. He screamed and flew around like headless flies.

"Gudong."

Fatty Xin swallowed loudly and stared at Zheng Qing's curtain without blinking. He hesitated for a moment and then asked Dr. Xiao next to him in a low voice: "Doctor... did the instructions say that you should drink the transformation potion?" Is there a risk of an explosion on the spot?”

Xiao Xiao frowned and carefully opened his Dharma book. He also stared at Zheng Qing's bed and replied in a very soft but extremely serious voice: "Theoretically there is no such possibility... But you also know , Magic is sometimes unreasonable. In history, many magical accidents happened inexplicably.”

This explanation is increasingly unsettling.

Fat Cat Tuantuan raised a paw and patted the fat man's arm. The fat man understood this and calmly took two steps back, carrying the tabby cat to the door of the balcony.

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows drooped helplessly, and he said angrily: "There is only such a big place in total. If there is any danger, where can you hide?!"

"Just hide a little further away than you." Fatty Xin muttered, and slowly stuffed the fat cat into the corner behind the balcony, then leaned over and picked up his Dharma book from the desk. As he flipped through it, a layer of cyan light appeared The dizziness has slowly risen.

…

Outside the curtain, the two students in Dormitory 403 were prepared to fight as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

In the tent, Zheng Qing, who had just drank the transformation potion, had his eyes closed, naked in his quilt, struggling with all his strength - if it were possible, if there was a next time, Zheng Qing would definitely not be so rough. Used the transformation potion.

The bitter liquid slid down his throat, making him feel like he was on fire from his mouth to his stomach. Even though a certain amount of honey has been blended according to the instructions, it is still a drop in the bucket. The sweetness of the honey has little effect on neutralizing the bitter taste. Zheng Qing even suspected that using honey was purely a psychological placebo.

Why didn’t I feel such a strong feeling when I mixed the milk last time? Maybe milk has the effect of promoting sleep, or the medicine prepared by the school does not have such strong side effects?

When Zheng Qing was nestled in the quilt, he was still thinking wildly.

After the potion entered his stomach, the young public-funded student felt like his stomach was churning. He wanted to vomit but couldn't, making him roll around in nausea.

Originally, he only drank the medicine after eating a full meal because he was worried that the medicine would be too powerful and would have any adverse effects on the gastrointestinal tract. Of course, there was another reason, which was to prevent what a hungry cat would do after it ran out of the dormitory. Irrational things. For example, digging through garbage dumps, or eating rats, bugs, etc.

The thoughts in my mind were like shooting stars, passing through my mind bit by bit, leaving behind one after another gradually blurred and disappeared thoughts. Zheng Qing felt as if his consciousness was slowly sinking into the deep water, but at the same time, a strange sense of relief bloomed from the inside out - this feeling was so contradictory that it made him forget about his body. Discomfort, trying hard to chase this sense of contradiction.

Chasing, chasing, until his consciousness felt deeply tired and couldn't help but lie down, close his eyes, and start to rest.

At the same time, in Zheng Qing's curtain, a pair of green eyes suddenly opened at the moment when his consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

"Ouch..."

A low roar passed through the thin tent and echoed endlessly in dormitory 403.

…

"Fuck..."

"What is it?!"

When a dark head poked out from the tent, the two young wizards who were waiting outside shouted foul words in unison.

They had good reason to express their shock.

According to normal logic, after Zheng Qing drinks the transformation potion, he will turn into a pastoral cat with a shoulder height of more than a foot, black short hair all over his body, four paws on the snow, and two green eyes.

But now, except for the two green eyes and the black fur, the 'guy' who emerged from the tent of the six-poster bed has nothing to do with the 'cat' in everyone's consciousness. ——On the contrary, the figure climbing out of Zheng Qing's bed made Xiao Xiao and Fatty immediately recall the figure who dominated the entire hunting ground in the freshman competition.

That ‘black tiger’.

"Let me just say, that guy has an unclear relationship with him." Dr. Xiao Da's mouth twitched and he cautiously took a small step back.

"You don't know if you don't know!" Fatty Xin felt a bit bitter in his mouth and couldn't help but regret lending the honey to Zheng Qing to make the medicine: "If it is really that guy, neither of us can beat him..." …”

Having said that, the fat man still held up the Dharma book in his hand firmly, letting the dazzling mantras flow in the clear light. At the same time, a faint blue began to appear in his eyes.

"It's definitely not the one on the hunting ground." Xiao Xiao said with certainty, but he didn't seem to let down his guard at all. He also activated the spell in the book to be ready to be fired at any time.

"Hold the grass! Tuantuan, what are you doing?!" The fat man suddenly screamed.

The fat tabby cat that he had hidden behind the balcony slipped back into the dormitory at some point, kicked past the two wizards, and walked to the feet of the big black cat.

Then it raised its upper body, folded its tail, and sat calmly in front of the 'big black cat'. It tilted its head, raised its front paws, and showed the distance between itself and the black cat's front legs, looking surprised.

The 'big black cat' shook his head, raised one front paw, and patted his head vigorously, as if he still didn't understand the situation in front of him.

‘Xixi, Xixi! ’ The elves shouted softly, flapped their wings, and landed tremblingly on the black cat’s shoulders and back. The big black cat stiffened, tugged its ears to both sides, glanced sideways at the elf on its shoulder, and ultimately did not make any drastic move.

Not far away, the two young wizards holding Dharma books breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"I have a mother-in-law!" The fat man didn't know which dialect he had learned. He slammed the Dharma book in his hand on the bed and shouted in a low voice: "Brother, I was almost scared to death!"

"It's impossible to be scared to death. Even if it really turns into that monster, you won't be scared to death." Xiao Xiao slowly put away the Dharma book. Although his tone was calm, his fingers were trembling involuntarily: "The way it is on the hunting grounds, you're more likely to be disemboweled and cut into pieces."

The big black cat did not respond to the two roommates' words.

It was using its front paws to open Dylan's large wardrobe, and came to the huge dressing mirror to look at its own appearance.