Monster Hunting High School

"Zheng Qing?!"

"Where is Zheng Qing?!"

"Zheng Qing?? Are you in the library?!"

"Zheng Qing! Come on! Something big has happened!!"

Fatty Xin's high-pitched and harsh voice resounded throughout the library, making the tall floor-to-ceiling windows around him buzz. It was as if a plucked male duck suddenly appeared in a silent forest, instantly breaking the quiet environment and attracting many dissatisfied complaints and noisy denunciations.

Zheng Qing's face suddenly turned green.

He struggled to get up from the floor, hoping for a chance, and listened for a moment again.

Yes, it was Fatty Xin's shout, and it was indeed his name.

"Hold the grass! This damn fat guy must have taken the wrong medicine!" The young public-funded student grabbed the Dharma book and pocket watch at hand, stuffed them into a gray cloth bag, and ran out. I didn't even bother to clean up the table of books.

He had to do something.

For example, find the fat man before he finds himself, then knock him unconscious and drag him out of the library; or sneak out of the library quietly before the fat man finds him, pretending that he has never been here before and does not know the dead fat man.

Theoretically, the first plan is the best and can stop the loss to the greatest extent. But considering the gap in combat effectiveness between himself and Fatty under normal conditions, the young wizard finally decided that the Thirty-Six Strategy was the best strategy.

Unfortunately, things in this world don't always go as planned, and there are even worse things like one, two, and three.

Just after walking through the narrow passage between two bookshelves, Zheng Qing bumped into a familiar fat man.

Before he could recover, his arm was grabbed tightly by the fat man.

"Fuck! Zheng Qing! You are here!!"

Fatty Xin looked at the young public-sponsored student enthusiastically, his face turned blue, "You actually still have the mood to stay here?! Come on, come on with me! Things are going big! The wand is going crazy, and the school is going crazy too!" !”

As he spoke, he dragged Zheng Qing and planned to walk out of the library.

Zheng Qing's face turned pale in shock at the fat man's slightly crazy behavior and blue face. He leaned back, desperately resisting the strong force coming from the front, and at the same time stammered, "Yes, cold, calm down, I'm so calm right now... Fatty, please calm down too... Youhua, if you have something to say, just say it... calm down, calm down."

Because he was a little nervous, the tone of his voice changed.

Fatty Xin took a few steps and found that it was unexpectedly laborious. He simply stopped and looked at the young wizard anxiously, "What are you doing? I'm very calm now. Come with me!"

His loud voice nearly shattered the ceiling of the library.

From the corner of Zheng Qing's eyes, he could vaguely see many eyes mixed with curiosity and disgust, following heads of different colors emerging from behind different bookshelves, looking at them silently.

This immediately caused a thin layer of cold sweat to break out on his forehead.

He took out his other hand from the gray cloth bag, shook out the Dharma book, and read hurriedly:

"There is a long way to go in quiet words and thoughts!"

This is an advanced meditation spell he learned from Su Shijun. In addition to the basic effect of calming the mind and condensing energy, it also has a vague effect of "a wake-up call". It is often used by high-level wizards to prevent people from going crazy and other situations.

Zheng Qing felt that it was perfectly appropriate to use this spell in this situation.

A light green light suddenly popped out from the Dharma book and hit the fat man's chest. After receiving this spell, the fat man who was originally slightly manic gradually lost the blue color on his face, and the strength in his hands became a little lighter.

Zheng Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He pulled his arm back from the fat man, stood up straight, then shook his arm, frowned, and asked quickly, "Are you crazy just now? You yelled in the library, do you want to follow him again?" Are you going to work as a coolie under that octopus for a semester like a doctor?"

"I'm not crazy, and the doctor wasn't assigned to work because he yelled." The fat man calmed down, sighed, and lowered his voice, showing a bit of helplessness. "This is for your own good... Let's talk about it after we go out." , go out first, go out and talk later.”

"Let me tell you clearly first, what is going on!" Zheng Qing followed the fat man and hurried out of the library. At the same time, he asked with an uneasy look on his face, "What did you just say that something happened and went crazy? What do you mean the school is going crazy?" "

"That's the literal meaning..." Fatty's explanation stopped abruptly before he could even leave his mouth.

Correspondingly, his figure that was running out of the library with Zheng Qing also stopped.

Zheng Qing didn't react for a moment and hit the fat man hard again.

"Fuck, can you say something before you stop..." Zheng Qing's complaints were swallowed deep in his belly immediately after seeing the huge pink eight-legged octopus in front of the two of them.

The librarian of Shushan Hall is a group of octopuses. This is something that any student of First University knows.

However, in Zheng Qing's impression, these octopuses are not much bigger than mature winter melons. More importantly, their bodies are almost all the same translucent color. Ordinary students can only distinguish their identities in these libraries. The employee number is embroidered on the edge of the gray hat on the administrator's head.

Of course, it seems that no students will seriously memorize the numbers of these octopus managers.

When students encounter this administrator in the bookshelf corridor, they usually call him "Mr. Zhang". Polite students will also bow or salute. As long as you don't draw little figures on the title page of the book in front of them, or tear out a page and put it in your trouser pocket, Mr. Octopus is still easy to talk to.

But obviously, the octopus that appeared in front of Zheng Qing and Fatty Xin didn't look like the 'easy to talk' type. Zheng Qing secretly speculated whether the octopus changed color and expanded in size because it was exploded with anger - he would definitely not say this speculation out loud.

"Hello Mr. Zhang!"

"Hello Mr. Zhang!"

The two first-year students in red robes instantly changed from grumpy boys to well-behaved children. They bowed respectfully to the pink octopus in front of them and said hello in unison.

However, this move did not bring them more preferential treatment.

"Classmate Xin Banner Schmidt-Bayer!"

"Classmate Zheng Qing!"

"You are so presumptuous!!"

"You are shouting, making noises, and disrupting the order of library management in Shushan Library. Do you want to rebel?"

The huge pink octopus spurted puffs of thick ink from its mouth, and typed a string of huge, serious, and cold black fonts in mid-air, "Let your dean lead the people!!"

The two young wizards were immediately frightened and turned pale.