Hunting College

The impact of the divination on Monday afternoon on Zheng Qing is still very obvious.

　　 Although he pretended to be open-minded in front of Elena and lied to her that he had changed a question, it was not the case. What he really asked was ‘will he be expelled from school’, and Tarot is pessimistic about this.

　　 This makes young public-funded students more and more trembling in school.

　　 Even with Nicholas’s current experience, he only quietly acts as a bystander, not daring to intervene to excuse Nicholas, lest he lose his few ‘prestige’ among the students of Jiuyou Academy.

　　 Correspondingly, the atmosphere in the 403 dormitory has become a little tense.

　　 For several days, Fatty Xin was muttering, saying that he had been infected by Zheng Qing, and a nightmare tortured him at night, which made him sleep well.

Zheng Qing originally thought that he was just describing insomnia and nightmares at night. Until Wednesday morning, he saw the fat man wake up early after a long absence, holding a small glass bottle in his hand and a dropper in the other hand, just as the morning sun was going Unidentified liquid dripped from the bottle.

　　 "What are you doing?" The public servant asked, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.

　　 Two elves, one holding a toothbrush and the other holding toothpaste, handed them to Zheng Qing to urge him to brush his teeth. Because the elves were also a little confused, flying crookedly.

　　 "I caught a little nightmare, and I'm concocting it." The fat man lowered his voice, with a somewhat proud tone: "In order to catch it, I put a few ant eggs in my ears before going to bed last night..."

　　 Zheng Qing covered the mouth that was about to yawn, opened his eyes wide, and leaned over. He even forgot to take the toiletries handed over by the elves.

　　 "Nightmare?" He was surprised: "Are you serious? I thought it was just a name for nightmare."

　　 "How fresh!" The fat man squinted at his roommate and snorted loudly, "Could it be that you paralyzed your hands and feet for a short time?"

"From a scientific point of view, it is indeed a short-term paralysis." Zheng Qing moved his eyes to the glass vial and looked carefully, revealing a strong interest in his tone: "But from a magical point of view...this is really one thing. Is it just a nightmare? How would you like to toss it? Well, are you sure there is not a spider in the bottle?"

　　 At the end, Zheng Qing's voice was full of strong doubt.

　　 He didn't see any nightmare in the glass bottle in the fat man's hand. He only saw a small, colorful spider the size of a fingernail, crawling around the bottom of the bottle.

　　 "Scorpions, spiders, and toads, these nightmare's favorite ways to incarnate." On the other side of the desk, Xiao Xiao also got up, and after hearing Zheng Qing's question, he explained:

"Of course, there are some nightmares who like to become bugs or mosquitoes. Only when they are in contact with dreams, nightmares will incarnate into nothingness, and they will always crawl around the house like various ugly bugs... Yes. To wizards who are not good at killing insects, they deserve the name Nightmare."

　　 "Since it can be transformed into nothingness, how did you catch it?"

"I've said it, the ant eggs used. You still need two baits for fishing." The fat man was a little impatient, opened his arms, pushed Zheng Qing away, and said, "Aren't you going to do morning class? Go quickly, don't suffer from Lao Tzu... When I finish cooking it, let you have a good time."

　　 Zheng Qing looked at the little spider in the bottle, shrugged, and stopped joining in the fun, took the washing utensils handed by the elves, and entered the bathroom.

　　 If it is really a nightmare incarnate in nothingness and looks terrifying, maybe he can still raise a little interest to see it. But a colorful little spider is not so interesting. He is tired of seeing this kind of bugs this spring.

　　 Compared with that, Zheng Qing has more important things to do.

　　Because he and Kolmar agreed to explore the secret land on Saturday morning.

But on Saturday afternoon, he needs to work part-time in the office of Professor Monteria; on Saturday night, he also has a night patrol mission in Linzhong Lake. Although he had an accident during the patrol last week, the school work committee did not cancel his job. jobs.

　　 Considering that there are many uncertain factors when exploring, and the time may not be sufficient, this will bring a little trouble. In case there is a deviation in the secret time, it is noon or until the evening that he does not rush back to the school in time, then in order to prevent Professor Montelia or the school work committee from identifying him maliciously, he needs to ask for leave in advance.

　　Professor Montelia is very talkative.

　　 After all, it is a formal laboratory with ample staffing. As a temporary supernumerary laboratory assistant, Zheng Qing only needs a good reason to get the fake slip from the professor.

　　 The leave of the school committee is a bit cumbersome.

　　 He needs to provide a formal leave application to the school work committee first, and after getting a permission reply, he must also find the old man Hemingway who is in charge of his night patrol task, and the old school worker will adjust his patrol time.

　　Because the patrol task of the school work committee was originally a punitive task, there is no such thing as ‘requesting leave’. There is only a choice of ‘transferring off’ or ‘post change’.

　　 Zheng Qing didn't want to change his mission completely, only planned to temporarily adjust for one night, so he chose to take a break.

　　 This also means that he needs to adjust the patrol mission on Saturday night to other time periods and use other missions to make up for the deficit. The entire application process went on intermittently for several days, and it was not until Tuesday night that he received the slip from the old man Hemingway flying a paper crane to him.

　　 The note asked Zheng Qing to go to the lawn on the east side of the lake to find him after class at noon on Wednesday. The old man would assign him temporary tasks.

　　 Wednesday morning is a magical history class.

Mr. Sima talked about the magical world after the First Lich War, including the establishment of the "Witch-Demon Coexistence System", the main magic organizations in the 1920s, and the sources of the magical world from 1929-1933. Blood contamination incident'.

Because the large-scale source blood pollution ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ caused many wizards to degenerate into liches, which was an important factor in inducing the second war between wizards and demons, the content of this class was repeated by Mr. Sima as the focus of the semester. Emphasize.

　　 In this history class, there still seems to be a gap between Xiao Xiao and Mr. Sima, both of them have a straight face and ignore each other.

　　 "As a boy, you should behave a little bit more." When the class was over, Zheng Qing persuaded the doctor.

　　 Of course, he didn't intend to mix things up between the two of them, he had a lot of troubles himself.

　　 After class, Zheng Qing separated from his companions, put on a hood, and hurried to the place designated by the old school workers against the shadow of the courtyard wall.

　　 When he got there, Zheng Qing saw Hemingway, an old school worker who was resting the lawn. He was waving his head, and rhythmically tapping the soil bags left by the mayfly. The gray-white soil pillars shattered with the cries of the hoe, leaving dirt pits.

　　 Looking from a distance, the green lawn seemed to have leprosy, spots and spots, very ugly.