Monster Hunting High School

Perhaps it was because of the collision of the blood energy of the dead rat demon in the cage that the lampworm became uneasy;

Perhaps the prey of flying centipedes in the box poses a threat to the light bugs;

The light shining from the dragon's blood vine began to flicker, like a light with unstable voltage.

This caused some trouble to Fatty Xin, who was observing the dead rat demon.

Of course, this change in light and darkness did not affect his judgment of the cause of the rat demon's death.

"The brain is gone." He wore deerskin gloves, holding a long-handled knife in one hand and tweezers in the other, turning over the rat demon's limp scalp and looking up at his companions.

Xiao Xiao nodded silently: "It is indeed the same as the rumors."

Zheng Qing tried his best to move forward and saw the mouse's empty head.

The back brain of the mouse in the cage has been cut open by Xin's scalpel, and it can be clearly seen that the rat demon's brain has been sucked cleanly.

"As you can see, the flying centipede will quickly attack when the demon approaches and suck the demon's brains." The wandering wizard explained beside him: "Wearing it is equivalent to wearing a purple ribbon fairy clothes, which is enough to You avoid most risks on campus."

"What if there is a big demon on the other side?" Zheng Qing asked with some imagination.

Before the wandering wizard could answer, Fatty Xin said with contempt: "Meet a big monster here? Unless all the old men in the big wizard conference are dead! This is the number one university! The core area of ​​power in the wizarding world! Even if the sea monster Neither the king nor the Lich King can put their claws in."

"You can chop it into pieces if you stick it in." Zhang Jixin nodded in agreement.

"If something unexpected happens in the Black Prison, it's possible that the big demon will break in." Xiao Xiao interrupted abruptly.

Xin and Zhang Jixin gasped at the same time, as if Xiao Xiao had said something treacherous.

The temperature in the room seemed to drop a lot in an instant.

The light bugs on the dragon's blood vine above even briefly dimmed their light, plunging the room into darkness.

"Absolutely impossible!" Fatty Xin waved his hands repeatedly.

"Nonsense!" Zhang Jixin's face turned red and purple.

"Children's words are unbridled, children's words are unbridled!" The wandering wizard also spoke, trying to smooth things over.

Zheng Qing was a little confused.

He knew nothing about the name Black Prison, so he didn't know why several people reacted so strongly.

But he knew another fact:

"Although Xiao Xiao is short, he is definitely no longer a child...at least he is a teenager." In the darkness, he said with a smile.

No one paid any heed to his wisecracks.

When the lights came back on in the room, he cast doubtful eyes on Xiao Xiao.

But the watermelon-headed boy buried his head in his notebook and pretended not to see it.

"If you encounter a big demon, of course this little bug can't do anything." The wandering wizard chuckled, breaking the somewhat silent atmosphere in the room: "But its potential is amazing."

"As far as I know, the abilities of these ancient bugs will become stronger with age... Just like vampires, the older the vampire, the more powerful it is."

"It is said that the Zhou family in Shaoxing has a flying centipede ancestral insect that has a lifespan of more than a thousand years and is extremely tyrannical. Generally, the demons' muscles and bones are basically weak under its breath, and they are unable to resist. Even the big demons can't avoid it. It is said that the ancestor insect was killed by Zhou The family is enshrined in the ancestral hall to guard the foundation of the Zhou family."

"Of course, ordinary flying centipedes can only cure wild monsters that have no climate. If you want to train them to be better, the cost will be very staggering."

"How do they find their prey?" Fatty Xin was grabbing the tweezers and knife again and looking through the remains of the rat demon. Hearing this, he asked curiously: "What do they look like?"

"The flying centipede has no sense of touch or smell. It judges its prey by its breath; and it will only attack monsters with weak breath. Just like this flying centipede, it can only deal with ordinary wandering wild monsters."

"As for its shape," the wandering wizard shook his head: "It's hard to describe... I can only say that it is not like the insect you imagined. There is an elective course called 'Abnormal Life' in the senior year of First University, maybe These aspects will be covered.”

"Will it attack the monster if it is full?" Xiao Xiao opened his notebook and wrote quickly without looking up.

Seeing the focused attitudes of his companions, Zheng Qing had a strange feeling.

The private room seemed to have become a classroom, and the wandering wizard was the teacher. Everyone was studying hard around the teacher.

The wandering wizards seemed to like this atmosphere very much and answered all their questions:

"The flying centipede doesn't have enough to eat."

"For these little things, the black box is not only a shelter, but also a storage room. The flying centipede will convert the food that it cannot eat temporarily into a high-energy crystal to cope with the days of food shortage. This crystal is called It’s called ‘Wuling Gum’, an expensive raw material that is used in many pharmaceuticals and experiments.”

"I think its defense range is a bit small." Zheng Qing pinched his chin and looked at the black box thoughtfully.

"This flying centipede has not yet been sacrificed, so it can only sense the aura of demons within ten steps." The wandering wizard explained with a smile: "The flying centipede that has been sacrificed can ensure the safety of its owner within a hundred meters."

"Sacrifice? How to sacrifice?" Zheng Qing thought of the rude old man in Shangyuan Shusi.

"It's very simple. Drip the hot blood from your fingertips along the rice-sized pore on the top of the box, nine times a day, and feed the blood for 7,749 days, and you can establish preliminary telepathy with the flying centipede."

The wandering wizard held up a small red lacquer box and demonstrated in front of Zheng Qing: "If this small box can be made into a pendant and carried with it day and night, the communication effect will be better. It will also save a lot of effort when feeding it on weekdays."

"Do I still need to feed it?" Zheng Qing couldn't help asking: "Is there any risk? Will it get out of control? For example, if I get some demon blood on my body, will it pounce on me and suck my brain?"

"To be precise, the flying centipede after the ritual does not need to be specially fed on weekdays." The wandering wizard emphasized: "Just like the demonized mouse just now, it is enough for it to consume for a few months... If you need it, my store can provide a dozen demonized small creatures at any time."

"As for the risk of losing control, as far as I know, there is no relevant report." The wandering wizard finally concluded cautiously.

"In other words, this is an ancient insect that needs me to use blood to refine it, place it close to my body, has an unknown shape, and is fond of brains." Many terrifying images emerged in Zheng Qing's mind. He couldn't help shaking his head, and his back felt a little cold. He declined the small black box in front of him: "I think it's better for me to change to a milder amulet." "Don't worry! This little thing looks good, don't miss it." Fatty Xin persuaded him with a hoof. "It's really a rare thing." Zhang Jixin took out his black donkey hoof, touched it reluctantly for a few times, and stuffed it into Zheng Qing's arms: "This is for you, I want a flying centipede!" As he said, he grabbed the small box of the flying centipede and stuffed it into his pocket. "How old are you..." Zheng Qing held the shriveled black donkey hoof and looked at the red-faced boy speechlessly: "You look very stable, why do you act like a child." "He looks stable?" Fatty Xin looked like he had eaten shit: "Then am I a diet model!" So, the two sturdy boys began to glare at each other again.