Monster Hunting High School

After the life class on Thursday afternoon, the young public-funded students didn't even have time to go to the cafeteria, so they rushed into the library and went all out to complete the homework they had missed in the past two days.

Professor Emma requires each student to copy 500 magical texts with the 'fire' attribute. Mr. Sima requires each student to complete a 10,000-word paper on a designated topic. Professor Li of Pharmacy requires everyone to collect 500 grams of Mochizuki sand. In addition, everyone is also required to complete a 3,000-word analysis of the medicinal properties of Mochizuki Sand at the same time.

It was so pitiful that Zheng Qing never knew that wizards could analyze so much nonsense from rabbit shit.

It wasn't until 10:30 in the evening, when the librarian began to clear the place, that Zheng Qing was able to copy thirty magic texts, and at the same time, he sorted out the references for the "Outline of the Expansion of the New World in the 16th Century".

To be precise, the relevant historical reference books were found with the help of Dr. Xiao Da - with Zheng Qing's talent for getting lost in the bookshelf corridor, if he were to look for those materials in person, I am afraid that the eight-clawed octopus guarding the corridor would definitely reward him. A few fists.

Based on a rough calculation, Zheng Qing probably spent most of his free time on Saturdays and Sundays in the library.

But that's not all the trouble.

A request for sick leave for Saturday night night patrol was denied. The people in the school working committee office said in a very official tone that 'according to the relevant management regulations of First University' and the relevant data provided by the school hospital, 'it does not meet the relevant leave standards' and therefore will not be approved' - so Zheng Qing had to Squeeze out more valuable catch-up time and participate in Saturday patrol missions.

In addition, since the life class on Thursday afternoon, people have been asking Zheng Qing in a roundabout way about the reason for his fainting. Maybe everyone regarded this matter as a little relaxation from the boring study. In short, there is nothing about this in the school. All kinds of rumors about the incident are flying everywhere.

Some people said that Zheng Qing had just been discovered to have the physique of a spirit witch. It was well known that spirit witches' physiques were very sensitive and prone to fainting. Of course, Li Meng scoffed at this statement.

Some people also say that this is the sequelae of Zheng Qing being attacked by the succubus Nikita on the special plane for admission. The monsters' methods are just as weird as this, and they always make it difficult for wizards to guard against them.

But the most widely accepted theory is that someone from Alpha Academy was behind it.

The secret resentment between Jiuyou's young public-funded students and Mr. Serprano of Alpha seemed to spread overnight. Even many students of Alpha College were skeptical about this matter - as everyone knows, Serprano Nuo's temper has never been tolerant.

Those spreading this narrative describe in detail how Alpha students broke into Jiuyou's dormitory, stole Zheng Qing's hair, and then used a voodoo doll bought on the black market to cast a curse.

This statement was so true that people from the Jiuyou College Student Union came to verify the authenticity of the matter with Zheng Qing.

"Don't worry, if Alpha's cubs really come to our college to run wild, Lei Zhe will teach them how to be wizards!" The student union officer swore and patted his chest before leaving.

Zheng Qing sent away the student union officials with a smile, denying all the rumors spread in the school.

Maybe it was really the overbearing young master of the Taylor family who used some tricks on him, but before completing the deal with Serprano, Zheng Qing didn't want any more complications.

He has one more troublesome thing to face.

Elena.

I don't know if it was because of the deduction of credits, but the Gypsy Witch's attitude towards Zheng Qing suddenly became much colder.

Since he was discharged from the hospital and returned to class, his conversation with Elena had not exceeded ten sentences in total.

All day long on Friday, whether it was alchemy in the morning or practical class in the afternoon, the communication between the two people was always limited to the words "ok", "thank you" and "you're welcome".

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"If this continues, I will go crazy!" Zheng Qing walked around the dormitory, grabbing his hair angrily.

"Where is your paper crane?" Xiao Xiao raised his chin and glanced at him sideways: "It shouldn't matter if you explain this kind of thing."

Zheng Qing lowered his head in frustration, took out a piece of crumpled letter paper from his arms, and spread it on the desk.

Fatty Xin quickly jumped up from the bed and approached him.

This is a reply.

There is only one word on it:

"It doesn't matter."

"Oh, no..." Fatty smacked his tongue repeatedly: "She didn't even use an exclamation point... In other words, she is not interested in your explanation at all!"

"How many letters have you written in total?" Xiao Xiao squinted and looked at the reply letter. After thinking about it carefully for a while, he asked again: "Don't tell me that you only flew one paper crane."

"Five letters." Zheng Qing groaned feebly as he lay on his six-poster bed.

Dr. Xiao Da was finally speechless.

"I think this matter is your fault." Dylan finally couldn't lie down in the coffin anymore. He opened his bright red curtain, stuck his head out, and analyzed it slowly: "Apologise. How can we use paper cranes to do the job?"

Zheng Qing immediately raised his head thoughtfully.

"You used paper cranes because you had other things to do and couldn't get away from her, so it was inconvenient to contact her... What now? You used paper cranes to send messages because you didn't dare to see her!"

"There is an essential difference!"

"Yes, yes, that's what I thought just now." Fatty Xin hurriedly supported Mr. Vampire Werewolf's point of view and shouted loudly: "Apologise, apologize, what's the use of just apologizing? Where is the courtesy!"

"You mean, let me buy her a gift?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but think about the feasibility of this matter.

"And you can't simply say, 'Ah, Elena, I bought you a gift, I'm here to apologize'... The only result of doing this is to be beaten into a stick by her with tarot cards!"

"Then what should I say?" the public-funded student asked humbly.

"Ahem, as an eighteen hundred-year-old man, I have some life experience to tell you." Dylan pretended to cough twice and said in a rough voice: "During negotiations, under no circumstances should you Reveal your intentions directly.”

Zheng Qing looked confused.

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!" Dylan reminded helplessly: "I remember that the gypsy witch gave you a tarot card before?"

"That's right!" Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly and suddenly realized: "That card was originally used to help me promote sleep...but after using it for a while, the blessing above seemed to have faded."

"Well," Dylan nodded with satisfaction: "Then you know what to do."

"I'll ask her to change it for a new one!" Zheng Qing took out the knight card from under the pillow and raised his hand confidently: "If she changes it for me, it means everything is fine!"

There was silence in the dormitory.

Even Dr. Xiao Da looked at him with a strange look.

"If she doesn't change it for you, are you still going to rob me?" Dylan finally couldn't help but roared: "Should you apologize or should she?"

"I apologize." Zheng Qing replied weakly.

"This kind of person can find a girlfriend..." Fatty Xin wailed, threw himself on his bed, and refused to look up again.

The orange cat stepped on his back comfortingly, stamped its feet, and flicked its tail.

"You should reciprocate the gift." Dr. Xiao Da adjusted his glasses and reminded calmly: "Gifts are reciprocated. Since she gave you a card, you should give her a gift in return... Such an excuse is better than being stunned. It’s much better to go up and apologize.”

"As expected of a doctor...you should study more!" Dylan praised Xiao Xiao and then shouted at Zheng Qing: "Can you be more mature!"

Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly without any objection.

"Then what should I give?" Before ending the topic, he once again asked for everyone's opinions.

"Eat!" Fatty Xin's voice came out muffled from under the pillow: "There is no choice that can impress people more than delicious food."

"Books!" Dr. Xiao Da also gave his own suggestion: "Jacques Rousseau's "Confessions" is a very good choice."

"If you plan to be alone all your life, then follow their advice and buy it." Dylan sighed tiredly, expressing deep concern for the future of the wizards in this dormitory: "If you even ask for advice on what gifts you want to buy, For others, I can only say that you are not suitable for this girl."

Zheng Qing silently closed the curtain, locked himself on the bed, and said no more.