Monster Hunting High School

A furry thing brushed Zheng Qing's nose, and with a huge sneeze, Zheng Qing rubbed his sleepy eyes and pulled the furry little guy into his arms, ravaging it several times.

Accompanied by a squeak that sounded like a chuckle, Zheng Qing sighed heavily.

I grabbed my phone and saw that the time displayed on it was August 29th. It had been more than a month since my last dream-like experience, and there were only two days before I would officially leave for First University.

It's like a dream.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but take out the admission notice again and read it carefully.

A wet tongue licked his cheek tirelessly.

Zheng Qing turned his face sideways, a pair of big bright eyes staring at him without blinking. The little pink nose wrinkles up and down, the big ears twitch, and the big white tail flicks, which is really cute.

It was Poseidon, the little fox.

"Go play Fei Rui, don't lick me all the time." He muttered, got up, and walked to the balcony holding the little guy.

That fat hamster has been living in my house for so long, so he should help take care of the children. Zheng Qing threw the little fox to Fei Rui's nest with ill intentions.

In less than two months, Poseidon has grown from the size of one fist to the size of two fists, and the light blue ripples on his body have become more and more obvious. Just like his naughty mother, the little guy has a very lively temperament. Waking up sneezing every day has become a new habit for Zheng Qing.

He wiped his face casually, went to the balcony to punch a few times, drank a cup of soy milk to keep his body warm, and after breakfast, Zheng Qing hurriedly went back to his room to read.

That's right, reading a book.

If Mr. Wu led him into a mysterious world, then the book list of First University swept away a layer of the veil of this mysterious world, allowing Zheng Qing to see a broader history and reality.

In the past, he always thought that his future would be in the mountains and dense forests, only as big as the Hui Ziji.

But just one month later, his world has become vast and boundless.

Opening the bookmark of "Big History·World Modern History" and turning to the place where he read it last time, Zheng Qing read with gusto:

"...At the beginning of the 20th century in Baiding's calendar, there were still disputes in the wizarding world about whether wizards would appear on a large scale..."

Thomas paid another visit a few days ago and brought Zheng Qing a copy of the "Encyclopedia of the Wizarding World" borrowed from the library. It was the version released by the Quality Education Office of the Wizards Alliance Education Committee that he mentioned before. Because Zheng Qing has not officially enrolled, the borrower is Thomas himself.

After repeatedly warning Zheng Qing to keep the book, the busy interviewer left in a hurry.

After this period of hard work, Zheng Qing can already understand a lot of unfamiliar vocabulary.

Like ‘White Din’.

In the wizarding world, Baiding specifically refers to other human beings who are not wizards; in other words, Baiding's world is the world of ordinary people.

"...Stubborn wizards (non-contact faction) believe that wizards are born noble and mortals are untouchable, and strongly resist any form of contact...Conservative wizards (limited contact faction) believe that wizards should remain mysterious and low-key, reducing contact with mortals Contact to avoid uncontrollable events... Radical wizards (active contactists) believe that wizards are friends of mankind and have the responsibility and obligation to help human society develop and progress better. They believe that the isolation policy is a discriminatory act... "

"...successive vicious events have heated up this debate...On the mortal land of Europa, several kings were controlled by dark creatures, causing Baiding to suffer huge casualties...The evil soul wizard in Vienna spread hatred on a large scale, It triggered the craziest fratricidal war in the Baiding world... At the same time, in the Greater China area, the Fuso warrior family appeared wantonly, but the three religions and nine schools of Middle-earth turned a blind eye to it because of their stubborn stance..."

"...In view of the fact that Bai Ding's world is the foundation of the wizarding world, after several debates, and based on the reference to the "Blood Escapist Treaty" and other regulations, on July 21, 1945, the Grand Wizards' Conference of the Wizards Alliance held its first meeting The "Measures for the Management of Wizard Behavior" was unanimously adopted at the 1536th meeting, which placed strict restrictions on the secular life of wizards... At the same time, capable wizards were sent deep into Baiding's world, bringing nuclear power with them, and from another perspective To prevent the tragedy from happening again..."

Zheng Qing took out a notebook, flipped to the last place where he took notes, added a new line, marked it with an asterisk, and made a note: July 21, 1945 - Grand Wizard Conference of the Wizards Alliance - First The Thousand Five Hundred and Thirty-sixth Meeting - "Measures for the Management of Wizard Behavior".

The most famous achievement in China’s education sector is exam-oriented education. Zheng Qing, who has been nurtured in this environment for nearly twenty years, has great experience in how to quickly master knowledge points.

He knows that he has a weak foundation and a poor grasp of knowledge points.

So he raced against time to enrich his knowledge of the wizarding world as much as possible.

Soon, noon passed.

After lunch, his father dragged Zheng Qing into the room, handed him a bus ticket to Chang'an, and said, "You don't spend much money at home to go to college. Even the air ticket and school are prepared, so I want you to go to college from now on." Be comfortable when you leave home, study hard when you get to school, and don’t waste such a good opportunity.”

Sweeping the white of his father's temples, Zheng Qing blinked and said "hmm" hard.

"Your school is also strange. There is only one special plane, and it does not accept parents to pick up or drop off." My mother came into the house at some point and complained with a smile: "Well, you really don't need money? Bring some from home. Well."

"No need, the school is closed, and there is no place to spend it." Zheng Qing felt melancholy when he thought of the appalling exchange ratio between wizard currency and soft girl currency. In the past few days, he had sorted through the talisman books in the box under the bed. There were only less than thirty books that were intact. According to the price he inquired about at Four Seasons Square, he probably wouldn't be able to exchange it for even one jade coin.

Maybe you can try to work part-time in your spare time to earn living expenses.

Thinking this way, he felt a little eager to try in his heart.

"Better bring some," Dad finally decided, handing over a bank card: "There are several thousand dollars in it, just use it as daily pocket money. The password is your own birthday."

"Hmm." Zheng Qing no longer refused and bowed his head in response.

"Let's go now. Take the time to say goodbye to your classmates."

"Don't forget Mr. Wu!" Professor Zheng came out of the study and warned.

"I know!" Zheng Qing nodded vigorously: "I'll go to Sanyou Bookstore to have a look. I don't know if Mr. will be back today."

On the day he received the notice from First University, Zheng Qing went to Sanyou Bookstore to find Mr. Wu. However, the door of the bookstore was closed, and there was a sign on the window sill that read, "The owner is out of town for business, and our store is temporarily closed."

This has happened frequently over the past decade or so. Every year in autumn and winter, Mr. Wu would take the yellow civet out for a period of time. It can take as short as ten days or as long as several months. Zheng Qing still remembers that when he was fifteen years old, Mr. Wu left before the Mid-Autumn Festival and did not return until the spring equinox of the following year.

According to the gentleman, he went to save the world.

Whenever Zheng Qing heard it, although he did not sneer at it, he would look at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose and remain silent.