Monster Hunting High School

"Why are you giving me this?" Zheng Qing curiously took the thick stack of newspapers.

Before he even opened it, the strong aroma of ink hit him, making him frown.

In Zheng Qing's view, the world of wizards is a world full of contradictions and paradoxes. Of course, all of this stems from the unscientific nature of magic.

In the world of ordinary people, various electrified equipment have been widely used in life. TVs, computers, mobile phones, people have many ways to collect information from different dimensions.

But in the wizarding world, wizards still stubbornly use ancient magic techniques to achieve the same effect.

For example, paper cranes that convey information, roll-ups with ‘animation’ effects, or newspapers and magazines with ‘short videos’ inserted.

A hundred years ago, these almost miraculous magical skills would have amazed and worshiped ordinary people without any talent.

And now, if these magical artifacts wander into Baiding's world, they may explore this unknown civilization with great curiosity and enthusiasm - no fear, no worship, just a curiosity for the unknown.

Opening the newspaper, in the huge photo on the front page, a black wizard is standing behind the podium waving his arms vigorously. His expression is a little excited. Next to the microphone on his podium, there is something that looks like a head - —Because the newspaper was mosaic, Zheng Qing was not very sure about this.

There was an eye-catching black headline on the headline: ‘The Pan-American Wizarding Election is held in Washington, with Barack and Willard fiercely debating the demon-related bill’.

"I've always been curious about why the photos in the newspaper can't speak, and are not as good as my TV." Zheng Qing moved the black wizard's arm to the side with his fingertips, revealing a beautiful long-haired witch behind him: "And, it wasn't just now Are you discussing the student union exam...Why did you give me this newspaper? There are exam questions in it?"

"I remember we discussed this issue on the special plane." Xiao Xiao first answered Zheng Qing's first question: "At any time, in human society, the power of tradition is very powerful... Under the same convenient conditions, you cannot I hope that wizards who are used to using magic books and spells will switch to unfamiliar electronic products.”

"Even if the magic is more complicated and backward, don't expect them to change." Dylan suddenly poked his head out from behind the curtain and complained: "You have never lived in the Vampire Castle. It is simply a living history. Museum. You can see old vampires from King Arthur's era wearing shabby linen clothes and full of black teeth, you can also see Elizabethan aristocrats using whalebone skirts to tighten their waists into a gourd, and you can also see those from the 1970s. He is a hippie with iron rings and copper nails all over his face, and he walks as if he is under a "tap curse."

"Like Assistant Hilda?" Zheng Qing squinted and looked at Mr. Vampire Werewolf's head hanging on the edge of the coffin.

"More twisted than him." Dylan shuddered and shook his head.

"As for the photos in the newspaper that can't speak for themselves," Xiao Xiao raised his voice slightly and brought the conversation back to Zheng Qing's question: "Personally, I think this is because superimposing too much magic on such a simple paper will cause the 'spell to be empty. Erosion phenomenon'... This is an unstable state of magic pattern. "

Zheng Qing shrugged.

Although he didn't understand it very well, he roughly understood that stacking too many spells would lead to unstable magic. Maybe the newspaper will burst into flames at high temperatures, the picture will freeze at low temperatures, and the sound and picture will freeze at room temperature.

These situations are not difficult to understand.

"You haven't explained why..." Zheng Qing raised the newspaper in his hand, causing a strong smell of ink.

The elves flapped their wings and moved away from their master in disgust.

Tuantuan moved its paw outwards and blocked it in front of its pink nostrils.

"Why did I give you the newspaper?... This is because the student union's recruitment exam pays great attention to things such as current affairs and debates." Xiao Xiao explained patiently: "According to the student union's explanation, what they need is to be able to keep pace with the times. "Young blood...not an old master with a poor education and a ghoul."

This explanation is somewhat stylized, but flawless.

"Actually, I think they are just too lazy to come up with a new test paper." Fatty Xin laughed at the side: "Just like the last essay question, I slightly changed the question and asked you to analyze it. It doesn't take a minute to write the question, but you have to It takes half an hour to solve... one set of patterns can solve ten years of problems.”

This reason is very convincing.

Zheng Qing did not continue to discuss the student union exam with the two. He quickly flipped through the newspaper in his hand and saw many interesting news topics.

In addition to the debate on the monster-related bill in the 'Headlines', there is also a statement in the 'News Background' column about 'The Blood Tribe Parliament issued a statement to protest the atrocities of werewolves in Romania! 'In the 'Economic Section', there is news about 'Donghua Heavy Equipment Settling in South America', in the 'Entertainment Section' there is news about the 'Ghost Concert Mangshan Premiere or Soul Sound Show', and in 'Exotic Style' The column includes a curiosity about "The shadow of a dark wizard appears on the Gold Coast, and a mysterious curse spreads in dozens of villages"; even the "In-Depth Column" has a series of tracking about "Opportunity Attacks on the First University School, the Past and Present Life of the Banshee Nikita".

If he hadn't opened this newspaper, Zheng Qing would never have known that the world of wizards was so wonderful.

It seemed that in an instant, his vision passed through the small First University, left the closed Phuket Island, and came to a new and unfamiliar world.

Just like how he felt when he first walked into Hui Zi Ji.

Joy, shock, confusion, and a faint sense of bewilderment.

"What kind of newspaper is this?" Zheng Qing reopened the front page of the newspaper and his eyes fell on the title at the top of the front page.

Beta Town Post.

"This is a relatively serious newspaper that represents the mainstream views of the wizarding world and has readers covering the entire wizarding world. Of course, some of its views have always been criticized...for example, this newspaper's inherent bias against Jiuyou Academy."

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and changed the topic: "You are a wizard who lacks common sense, which is very bad for your future development. So there is no harm in taking this opportunity to read more current affairs reports now."

Zheng Qing nodded in agreement.

"Did you think of any... omissions?" Fatty Xin suddenly spoke from the side, interrupting Zheng Qing's idea of ​​continuing to read the newspaper.

"Omission?" Zheng Qing frowned, looking unhappy: "About the student union exam?"

He took out the wrinkled letter and read it carefully.

"Not yet." He replied confidently: "If you are referring to the issue of 'Pavilion No. 11', I think I have the ability to find this place."

Zheng Qing emphasized the meaning of 'one has the ability'.

"Really?" Fatty Xin's face seemed to wrinkle into a chrysanthemum.

This is a smile of confidence.

It can be seen that he really noticed some omissions on Zheng Qing's part.

Xiao Xiao also raised his head and looked at the fat man curiously.

"You ignored the most important point," Fatty Xin rubbed his chin, looked at the confused Zheng Qing, and smiled maliciously: "This weekend afternoon... your time has been booked... If you don't mind, I can help. Beautiful girl Elena tutors her homework.”

"Oh, no!" Zheng Qing groaned, smeared the newspaper on his face, and fell down on his six-poster bed.

The elves who were taking a nap on the cat's back thought that their master had an accident, so they screamed, fluttered their wings and flew into the tent.