Stop pretending!You are an SSS-level beast master

The consultant looked in the direction of the left hand's finger and found a large group of people gathered outside the classroom.

Everyone's face looked a little strange.

Some people seem to be watching the excitement, some people look nervous, and many people look gloating.

Wen also came to his senses at this time, and with the mentality that watching the excitement is no big deal, he exchanged a glance with Zuodao.

The tacit understanding between the two naturally needless to say, and they didn't even communicate, so they left the classroom quickly.

It was noon.

Not far away, students and teachers gathered together, chatting about something.

The consultant and Zuo Dao squeezed into the crowd, barely hearing some people's words.

"What kind of poison has Zhang Fan been poisoned, why is it so serious?"

"Who knows, it looks like the poison of some kind of high-level monster."

"Have you heard that Zhang Fan's poison is so weird that even a few professors of pharmacy can't help it!"

"Really, why is the poison of a magical beast so terrifying?"

"No, that's not right, where did the high-level monsters come from in our academy?"

The faces of the others were not very good-looking, as if they were frightened by the miserable appearance of the poisoned person.

But there are still many people with sneers on their faces, mocking in a low voice:

"Isn't the person who was poisoned by that class one, I seem to have seen him, he deserves it!"

"It really deserves it. This kind of person has been domineering just because his father is a professor. He is simply a cerebral palsy!"

"I don't even know what his usual air is, just because his father is a professor?"

"Hehe, Jiang Banxia's grandfather is the dean, and I haven't seen Jiang Banxia being so arrogant?"

The consultant and Zuodao listened to the words of others, looked at each other, and blinked in a daze.

"Brother, who are they talking about?"

"I don't know, just stand inside and let me take a look!" The consultant and Zuo Dao said, and squeezed in again.

At this moment, someone who didn't know shouted softly: "Shh, stop talking, Zhang Fan's father is here!"

Following these words, the surrounding voices became significantly quieter, and the crowd became looser.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the consultant and Zuo Dao squeezed in, and saw a person lying in the middle of the crowd.

It was a student wearing their college uniform. He was lying on the ground, baring his teeth and claws constantly, his face was full of pain, and even his skin was stained a strange purple.

The consultant looked at him, suddenly frowned, and thought to himself:
This color...why is it so familiar?

Before the advisor could figure it out, a man in a teacher's uniform hurried out from the crowd opposite.

He looked about 50 to [-] years old, with a bloated figure, short curly hair, and a tense expression.

"This is the father of the poisoned student, right?"

Thinking about it, the consultant habitually glanced at it with the system's observation ability.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, I didn't expect to have unexpected gains.

[Name: Zhang Tong. 】

[Race: human. 】

[Awakening Occupation: Bard (Archer's high-ranking transfer). 】

[Level: Level 30. 】

[Faction: Dragon County. 】

[The system's evaluation of this is... a professor of collections at the Dragon County Awakening Academy, and also the dog's father. 】

[In addition, remind the host that this person has the breath of Xiaoyue Lingsha. 】

"What the hell?!"

He had already given up hope for Xiaoyue Lingsha, but he didn't expect to see clues about Xiaoyue Lingsha just by looking at a random person.

The consultant noticed this and was even more reluctant to leave.

He wanted to see what happened, and if possible, find a chance to chat, maybe he could get precious materials.

But Zhang Tong didn't pay attention to the others. He walked over in a hurry, pushed away the students who were watching the excitement, and half-kneeled on the ground to check his son's condition.

"Son, how did you become like this?!"

"Dad... I feel bad!"

Zhang Fan lay on the ground, barely opened his eyes to look at Zhang Tong, his voice was weak.

"What's wrong with you, what made you like this?"

Zhang Tong hurriedly asked, but Zhang Fan showed a trace of hesitation on his face and did not answer.

Seeing this, Zhang Tong was even more anxious, and he hurriedly looked at a few people beside him.

"What kind of poison has my son been poisoned?"

Those few people are also the teachers of the college, and they are all masters of medicine and recovery magic.

But facing Zhang Tong's questioning, they just shook their heads coldly:
"Professor Zhang, I'm sorry, we didn't find out what kind of poison your son has."

"Oh, by the way, Professor Zhang, we deduce that this poison is extremely toxic, and it is estimated that your son will not survive an hour."

When Zhang Tong heard this, he immediately raised his brows. He widened his eyes, looked at the few people around, and shouted loudly:

"What are you talking about? My son won't live an hour?"

"What fart are you guys doing? Believe it or not, I'll tell you to get out of here with one word!"

"Hurry up and treat my son, this is in the academy, how could there be a poison that can't be cured?!"

Zhang Tong had a bad attitude and cursed at several people.

The few people next to him seemed to have become accustomed to his attitude, not only were they not angry, but turned their faces away and showed a joking smile.

The consultant watched this scene from the sidelines.

Through the evaluations of the people around him and Zhang Tong's current attitude, he also understood why the system's evaluation used the words dog son and dog father to describe it.

"Take a blind guess... two dogs that bark very loudly!"

The consultant imitated the tone of the system, and evaluated Zhang Tong and the poisoned Zhang Fan in his heart.

Zhang Tong on the other side didn't care about other things, he held Zhang Fan's hand tightly, his old face flushed with anxiety, and he kept shouting:
"Son, what are you talking about, son, what kind of poison have you been poisoned by?"

"You have to tell me so that I can get someone to detoxify you!"

Zhang Tong's continuous questioning made Zhang Fan unable to bear the pressure anymore. He gritted his teeth tightly, his eyes wandered, as if hesitating.

The consultant was also very curious. He looked at Zuo Dao at the side, and asked, "Zuo Dao, look at that person, can you see what kind of poison he has been poisoned by?"

Although Zuo Dao's level is not high, the system evaluates him as a talent, so the consultant still has some confidence in him.

"Don't worry, let me see."

Zuo Dao responded, put his hand on his chin in a pretentious manner, observed Zhang Fan's complexion, then raised his hand to fan his nose, and after a slight sniff, his expression suddenly changed!
"Fuck?"

Zuo Dao cursed softly.

Judging by his reaction, he must have observed something, and the consultant on the side became even more curious and hurriedly asked.

"No, don't rush to scold the street, let's talk about the result first, what did you see?"

If Zuo Dao can give a correct answer, then the consultant might be able to ask Zuo Dao to help, and at that time, maybe he can take the opportunity to inquire about Xiaoyue Lingsha.

But Zuo Dao was silent for a few seconds, then frowned and looked at the consultant again, deliberately lowered his voice and said:
"Brother, how do I feel, the poison in this person is..."

Before the leftist words were finished, Zhang Fan, who was lying on the ground over there, was becoming more and more out of breath, finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted loudly:
"It was poisoned by the consultant!"