Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing finally got Fatty Xin’s watch from Tuantuan.

It's just that this process has been full of twists and turns, exhausting the methods of the young wizards in dormitory 403.

At the beginning, the young public-funded student was still thinking about whether to tempt Tuan Tuan with food - as we all know, Fat Cat is a tabby cat who likes delicious food. The reason why it stayed in dormitory 403 in the first place was because Fatty Xin bribed him with a delicious braised chicken leg and bought this self-proclaimed 'free' civet.

Therefore, Zheng Qingyuan thought of repeating his old trick and going downstairs to buy some delicious food such as fried chicken.

Because it is noon now, the school cafeteria has not opened yet, so if you want to buy snacks such as fried chicken, you need to run to the pedestrian street. Just when the young public-sponsored student had not yet decided whether to run faster and take a hard trip, Fatty Xin, who was standing behind him, dismissed his idea.

"Chicken legs are useless, even a few of them!" When Zheng Qing leaned out of the window and tried to negotiate with Sha Mao, Fatty Xin kept talking behind him: "At the beginning, I I tried using chicken legs, but it didn’t work at all. I don’t know if it’s because Tuantuan ate too much last night and hasn’t digested it in the morning. It doesn’t seem to be very hungry.”

"Compared with the chicken legs, it seems to prefer to sit in the cracks of the rocks and bask in the sun!"

"The cat-teasing stick is useless... The most effective cat-teasing stick is the alchemy mouse, but it has been broken into seven or eight parts by you. As for the feathers fixed on the stick, if you want to use them If you tease Tuan Tuan, you will definitely get a bloody face.”

After the fat man rambled on about all the methods he had used, the young public-sponsored student desperately discovered that almost all the effective ways to tease cats were of no use here.

"How about you use another transformation potion?" After Fatty Xin finished talking about the methods he used before, he seemed to remember something and looked at Zheng Qing with a slightly expectant look: "Isn't the black cat you transformed into very good? Is it awesome? It’s definitely not a problem to take care of a fat cat..."

"Don't even think about it!" Zheng Qing rudely interrupted the fat man's wishful thinking: "Let's not talk about how expensive a transformation potion is, and whether it is cost-effective to use it to catch a fat cat... I just used it a few days ago. This potion hasn’t gone through the adjustment period yet!”

"Professor Li said that although a large part of the toxicity of this type of transformation potion has been eliminated, it is still three-thirds of the poison. Frequent use will cause serious mental and physical damage to the wizard!"

"You have already caused serious damage to my mind and body...that's all." Fatty Xin muttered, leaning against the wall, folding his arms dejectedly, with a hurt expression.

"What did you say?" Zheng Qing withdrew his body from the window, tilted his head, looked at the fat man, and said in a slightly unkind tone: "My head was outside just now, so I didn't hear clearly... Can you say it again?"

His expression and tone had already explained everything very clearly. No one with any brain would be foolish enough to repeat what he said before.

Fatty Xin has never been a fool.

"I mean, we can think of other ways!" The fat man said with a serious face that had nothing to do with before, and his tone was as sincere and sincere as he said: "If you are tired of negotiating with that fat cat, you can Come back and have a rest... Let the elves pour you some tea! Not to mention, your group of elves are so useful, hard-working and capable. They are better than that fat cat who sleeps when he is full and makes trouble when he has enough sleep. Much more reliable!”

Elf?

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Zheng Qing's mind.

Yes! His group of elves!

If anyone in this dormitory has the best relationship with the fat cat, Zheng Qing thinks there is no other choice except his own elves. Normally, the elves can hang on the thick back hair of the fat cat and take a nap anytime and anywhere. But at this time, they will become extra careful when walking in groups or yawning, for fear of disturbing the elves; or maybe the elves are bored. When they are young, they can also use the fat cat's long tail as a slide and play on it - only Zheng Qing, a classmate who has been transformed into a cat, knows how much cats attach importance to their tails.

To sum up, Zheng Qing has reason to guess that Fat Cat may be open to the elves.

"Come on, come on." The young public-funded student did what he thought of, turned around, waved to the room, and called to his group of elves: "Come and help me!"

The elves were all busy with their own affairs, but when they suddenly heard Zheng Qing's call, they immediately dropped what they were doing and flew over with fluttering wings and a coquettish smile.

One of the elf was carrying a big teapot and pouring hot tea for Xiao Xiao. After receiving Zheng Qing's call, she dropped the teapot on the desk and almost smashed Dr. Xiao's head. pit; there was also an elf guarding an emerald green magical flame, helping Mr. Vampire Werewolf warm up his AB-type virgin blood. After Zheng Qing summoned him, he threw away what he was doing and flew out happily without any care. The magic flame suddenly became powerful, burning the blood-boiling crucible red.

"Ahhh! The fire is too strong, it's scorched! It's scorched!" After smelling the burnt smell of blood, Dylan realized belatedly that the elf who was watching the fire for him was gone, and that The mouth cauldron was almost burned by the out-of-control magic flames.

He hurriedly rolled out of the coffin, and then took a closer look. In just a few minutes, less than half of the can of blood had been baked away, and the remaining part had not only become more viscous, Moreover, there were a lot of black ingredients of unknown origin in it. It was obviously useless, and I couldn't help but scream in pain.

"My virgin blood! It's less than the quota of ten ounces a month! It's so useless!!" Dylan circled the small crucible, yelling frantically, and wanted to reach out and touch it from time to time. But he was frightened away by the hot breath coming from the crucible.

"The little blood you have can be replenished every month, but if I had a hole in my head, it wouldn't be replenished in a year!" Dr. Xiao Da stared at the copper teapot in front of his nose that was spitting out hot air, his face turned pale. Apparently he still hasn't recovered from the shock just now.

However, no matter how angry the two young wizards in the dormitory were, Zheng Qing, who was busy on the balcony, turned a deaf ear.

His attention was now focused outside the window.

The elves had accepted his request and flew out to negotiate with the fat cat hiding in the crevices of the rocks. Although Zheng Qing did not know how the elves and the fat cat communicated, it did not affect his judgment at all. The situation is developing in a good direction.

A very strong evidence is that the fat cat did not mind the elf taking the watch off its tail, and Zheng Qing could hear the pleasant purring sounds from a long distance away.

That's the sound a cat makes when it feels happy.