Monster Hunting High School

According to Zheng Qing's idea, if the hunting team only trains throughout the winter and does not participate in any hunting competitions, there is no need to buy a set of dragon skin hunting clothes for everyone - he has never known much about dressing up, and he has Most of them wear the same school uniform year after year, so naturally they know very little about this kind of 'image project'.

But now that I have entered university, my previous experience in elementary and middle school is no longer useful.

Moreover, he obviously did not know enough about the relevant arrangements for the hunting game.

"There are some! After a while, there will be hunting competitions." After hearing what his captain said, Fatty Xin hurriedly turned his head, stepped forward, and said with excitement on his face: "Every ten At the end of February, around the winter solstice and before Christmas, the school also has the tradition of ‘winter hunting’.”

"The hunting scope of winter hunting is mainly in the periphery of the Silent Forest and on both sides of the Silent River that flows around the school. The purpose is to clean up some monsters that sneak out from the depths of the forest to hunt for wild food. Such as the roe beast, 朏朏fei, roe deer, and roe owl , mandrill, red tongue, water tiger, boat ghost, wind raccoon, bipedal earthworm (Amphisbina)..."

"If you're lucky, you can catch two frozen silenced birds, or dig out a nest of cattails from a tree hole." Zhang Jixin smacked his lips, with a recalling tone on his face: "My brother participated in the winter hunting last year. Then I brought back a nest of cattails for my cousin, which made the girl very happy."

"If you're not lucky, you might encounter a Yeqi." Xiao Xiao's voice suddenly sounded nearby, which seemed a little scary: "As far as I know, there are many animals in the Silent Forest that are more unlucky than black crows... You I would never want to participate in such an event.”

Zheng Qing was quite moved when he heard the introduction from the fat man and the elder. But then the doctor poured cold water on him, and he suddenly sobered up a lot - he immediately realized that he was now in a wizarding university, and words such as bad luck, curses, etc. that he could not care about before were all in this world. A real and true existence.

Seeing that his captain was giving up his thoughts, Fatty Xin frowned and immediately used a move to retreat instead of advance.

"Of course, not all hunting teams can get the quota for the 'Winter Hunting'." The fat man pinched his fat chin, paused, and added: "In principle, the school only accepts registration from official hunting teams registered in the register. ...However, if a certain informal hunting team is 'extremely good', there is a certain possibility of getting an invitation. This is why I said that you have a chance to participate in this hunting competition."

"Being first in the freshman competition is definitely an exceptional condition." Zhang Jixin assisted an attack very reliably.

"Well, I hope so." The young public-funded student obviously lacked the vigor and vitality that real young people should have. He shrugged indifferently and looked at the two extremely active companions in the front row: "As long as you don't go to the woods. Just catch mice. Then, the question of qualifications for the 'Winter Hunt'... or in other words, the question of whether we will participate or not will be decided by the two of you."

"If you really want to go on that winter hunt, you have to come up with a really strong reason and convince everyone at the hunting team's general meeting - just convincing me is not enough..."

Before he finished speaking, the little stick figure behind the door suddenly screamed: "Class is on! Class is on!"

"You brats, sit down quickly!"

"Shut your mouths! The teacher is here!!"

"Sit down quickly..."

The fat man turned around and looked at the stick figure in surprise: "Why did that guy start shouting again... Hasn't it been quiet for a long time?" [ @! * # Free reading]

No one answered his doubts.

In fact, all the young wizards sitting in classroom 601 East obviously have such doubts. Since the professors were busy with other things and were taught by substitute teachers, teaching discipline has declined significantly. Correspondingly, the 'use' of the little stick figure who was originally responsible for reminding students before class has become less prominent.

In layman's terms, the little stick figures posted on the back of the classroom door have been "semi-unemployed" for almost half a month.

But soon, everyone’s doubts were cleared.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the classroom door was pushed open forcefully from the outside.

A long-lost tall figure burst in from outside the house, carrying a gust of cold winter wind, which chilled the hearts of the young wizards in the classroom.

"Fuck!" The fat man blinked and didn't react for a moment, moaning in a low voice: "What's going on..."

"What's the situation?" The tall figure on the podium seemed to hear the fat man's muttering. He raised his head, looked around with a smile, and finally turned his eyes on the fat man: "This is the situation... I heard that you have been living a very cool life recently. Teacher Zhang, who is taking the class as a substitute, said that the atmosphere in the class is very active and the completion rate of extra-curricular assignments is also very impressive.”

"Given that we are still a school, learning is the most important job of the school. After careful discussions between the vice president and the deans - including me - and given that the current situation has eased, starting from this week, Your previous teaching professors will return to the classroom one after another.”

"If nothing unexpected happens, from now on until the end of the semester, I will continue to teach everyone the magic class."

"Oh, and the philosophy of magic."

Professor Yao held the edge of the desk with both hands, leaning forward slightly, with a big red pipe emitting wisps of green smoke in his chest pocket - a completely familiar yet unfamiliar picture.

The students seemed to have not yet woken up from the sudden bad news. They stared at the professor blankly, no one spoke, and no one expressed "welcome after a long absence".

This made Lao Yao a little unhappy.

"Why, don't you welcome me?" Lao Yao stood up, grabbed the pipe, put it in his mouth, and blew out a large puff of thick smoke.

As soon as the words came out, the applause was thunderous.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

"Professor, we miss you so much!!"

"Compared to you, the substitute teacher's teaching is too bad, and I didn't understand several knowledge points at all!"

"Professor, I feel like I can't use magic when you are not here!"

Zheng Qing's mouth twitched, listening to the strange welcome speeches in the classroom, feeling speechless - to be fair, how many of these welcome speeches are sincere and how many are frightened, it is difficult to quantify.

For example, Fatty Xin, he sat there and kept belittling the substitute teacher, the only purpose was to give him a reasonable explanation for the terrible homework he did the first two times.

Obviously, Lao Yao also knew the tricks of these little guys in the classroom.

He folded his arms, leaned against the blackboard, and watched everyone vent their fear/joy with a smile. After a few minutes, he raised his arms and pressed down.

"That's enough, that's enough, everyone calm down."