Monster Hunting High School

The fat tabby cat with yellow and white stripes howled and waved its fleshy cat paw, hitting Fatty Xin's face heavily.

Not to be outdone, Big Blue stretched out a pair of fat hands and waved them, making a threatening sound in his throat.

There was a slight bump from the cardboard box on the desk.

The noise alarmed the residents inside the cardboard box.

"Be gentle!" Zheng Qing stretched out his hand to stop the noisy Tuantuan and Xin.

A faint rustling sound came from the box and quickly dissipated in the quiet air of the dormitory.

Several heads carefully approached the mouth of the box.

"Are they awake?" Fatty Xin asked in a low voice.

"Maybe." Zheng Qing looked at the sleeping elf in the box uneasily, and pushed Xiao Xiao next to him with his arm. He didn't know the current situation of these little guys.

"Probably just talking in sleep." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, stretched his neck, and almost buried his head in the box: "Professor Li mentioned this situation before."

The tabby cat used its paws to push Xiao Xiao's head aside, put away its beard and ears, and put its head into the box.

It purred in its throat, soothing the sleeping elves.

It has been nearly a week since the special plane accident.

The elves were still asleep.

Their originally translucent wings have become a little dry, and their hair-thin antennae have long been unable to hang on the sides of their foreheads.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but sigh.

The moving green halos around the elves have not lit up for a long time.

If it weren't for the slightly heaving chests, Zheng Qing would have suspected that these little guys had completely fallen into the arms of death.

It has been nearly a week since the official start of class, and Zheng Qing has already met every teacher.

After each class, he consulted these experienced instructors privately and asked if there was any way to save these elves.

But the teachers said they were helpless.

"This is a self-protection mechanism of the elves." Professor Truss of the alchemy class explained to Zheng Qing after class: "When the owner dies unexpectedly, the elves who have a special contract with him will automatically sense this 'Disaster'. Losing the potion prepared by the owner means that their lives are coming to an end."

"At this time, in order to delay the onset of death and reduce body consumption, the elves will automatically enter a dormant state until death. Most elves will die in their sleep."

"This is also the wizard's kindness and compassion for the elves."

Zheng Qing did not comment on this statement.

Those great wizards only gave the elves a way to choose death, but did not give them the right to choose life or death.

No one likes this cheap kindness.

Among all the instructors, only Li Qihuang, professor of pharmacy, mentioned a possibility:

"There is a magical insect called 'Sand Time' that can secrete a liquid that extends the lifespan of magical creatures. It may be able to maintain the vitality of these elves."

As if seeing the hope blooming in the boy's eyes, Professor Li frowned and added:

"It's just a possibility, so don't get your hopes up too much."

"These magical insects can only be seen deep in the Silent Forest. You are only freshmen, and I don't want you to take unnecessary risks."

"In addition, there are still big differences in the definition of elves in the magic world. Wizards still can't tell whether these elves are living creatures or pure alchemical products. Therefore, the effect of 'Sand Time' secretions is uncertain."

"Is there a sample of this kind of secretion in the school laboratory?" Zheng Qing automatically ignored many conditions mentioned in the conversation and looked at Professor Li eagerly.

"The secretion of sand time is very short-lived. When the laboratory needs it, the hunting team will be entrusted to enter the Silent Forest to collect it for a limited time." Professor Li Qihuang seemed to regret telling Zheng Qing this information. He added dryly: "Only the senior hunting team Only then can we enter the depths of the Silent Forest, and the completion rate of this task has always been very low.”

The fluorescent lights overhead flickered, awakening Dormitory 403, which had fallen into silence.

"So, are you a descendant of Kunlun?" Fatty Xin returned to the original topic with the ball on his head. He reconciled with Tuantuan.

The fat cat squinted its eyes and flicked its furry tail behind Fatty Xin's head, looking very comfortable.

Zheng Qing rubbed his temples feebly.

He tried his best to let his friends know that he was not a descendant of Kunlun; these rumors had nothing to do with him.

But no one cared about his explanation.

In the corner of the room, the curtain of Dylan's six-poster bed suddenly lifted.

The vampire werewolf revealed a pair of shining eyes.

He was very interested in the issue being discussed.

"I have also heard from several friends about the descendants of Kunlun." Dylan's entire body was hidden in the large coffin on the bed, with only one head exposed: "It is said that these news were spread by Arthur Ness's gang. "

Fatty Xin stretched his neck and poked his head, trying to see if there was anything interesting on Dylan's bed.

The vampire werewolf glanced at him and closed the gap in the curtain to block the fat man's sight.

Tuantuan licked her pink nose, blinked her sky-blue eyes, and purred laughter from her throat.

"Arthur Ness?" Zheng Qing had no impression of this at all.

"Alfa old man drinking on the pedestrian street." Xiao Xiao said at the side.

Zheng Qing thought of the guy who crushed the red wine glass. He clearly remembered that he took more than 40 suppressive charms on that guy - more than a month's output.

"Why is that guy talking nonsense!" Zheng Qing was a little angry, and began to feel sorry for his suppression talisman.

"Because we are invincible." Xiao Xiao curled his lips: "If we use a spell to make Mr. Arthur lie in the dust, maybe they will shut up now."

Zheng Qing felt that the Alpha sophomore had a funny mind.

"Why?"

"Being defeated at the hands of a new student who can't even spell can make everyone doubt whether he can become a real wizard."

"A wizard who can only use spells is not a good wizard." Zheng Qing thought about this sentence that he had vaguely seen recently.

"The original meaning of this sentence is that wizards should be good at potions, runes, alchemy, divination and other skills. It does not mean that wizards are encouraged to use fists to solve problems." Xiao Xiao reminded him expressionlessly beside him.

"Whose side are you on?" Zheng Qing was furious and glared at Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao held up his black notebook and wrote and drew as if nothing had happened.

"It's just like you said." The vampire werewolf on the six-poster bed spoke again: "The distinguished Mr. Arthur Ness obviously doesn't want others to know that he was suppressed by an ordinary freshman with a talisman."

There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Dylan's mouth, and his dark red eyes flickered on the bed, which looked particularly penetrating: "Moreover, he borrowed Friedman's name in that conflict... Maybe Sir Friedman is not I'm glad my name has been tarnished."

"Who is Friedman?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but ask: "That Arthur kept calling this name that day."

"Sir Freedman Black Cullen, the outstanding heir of the Black and Cullen families, and the future Lord of the Moon Parliament. Although he has just grown up, he already has enough voice to express his opinions in the Moon Parliament. "Matthew Cullen in our class is related to him," Xiao Xiao said seriously, "I have to say, this Mr. Ness is in some trouble."

"In that case, let's make this matter more interesting." Dylan's dark red pupils were shining, as if this matter aroused great interest in him.

"It really suits my taste." Fatty Xin stood beside the desk, with four cat paws clasping his hair firmly on the top of his head, like a fluffy hat, which looked very funny:

"We can definitely add fuel to the flames. I think it would be very rude if you don't return the invitation to someone else. Besides, you have to stay in college for four years, so it's a good idea to get to know some important people in advance. It won’t be bad for your future college career. If you have trouble in the future, you can ask your friends for help.”

"So you need to make some small changes. For example, your frivolous behavior is not in line with the behavior of the heirs of the true ancient heritage. Don't jump around when you walk, and don't look around." Dylan gave his own advice Suggestion: "There is no need to supplement the clothing. Anyway, the same set of robes is used in the university. However, I suggest that you put a more mysterious symbol on your school robe. How about a Bagua cufflink?"

"The cuffs with a little gossip pinned on top of the ring logo are really good! As expected of a dark night noble, they are well-educated." Fatty Xin nodded, seriously.

"Finally, you should be more generous." Xiao Xiao closed his black notebook with a look of admiration: "Don't be too petty. After class every day, you might as well walk around in crowded places to let everyone get familiar with each other. As for Duels and stuff like that, what big shot would have such free time?"

A few words from a few people decided Zheng Qing's actions in the next few days.

Zheng Qing was stunned.