Monster Hunting High School

Although the opening ceremony was over, the atmosphere in the first hall still had not cooled down.

The petunias surrounding it have not withered away completely, and several large trumpets are hanging on half-withered vines, still trying to bulge up their wrinkled petals and spit out unclear songs.

The goblins in grass skirts were sneaking around in the freshmen team, jumping up and down with smiles and grinning, asking for thank you gifts, causing the gray-robed school staff to chase them around with long-handled brooms.

The professors had already left, and the unfettered young wizards gathered in small groups. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, they held a lively party in the hall - this was the tradition of First University to entertain freshmen.

The student union officers have already brought boxes of Green Bees and various delicious snacks, which are piled in the center of the hall for anyone to use.

The Smurfs in various colored gauze skirts held fruit plates and wine bottles, shuttled back and forth among the freshmen, filling every empty cup with drinks and stuffing fruit into every young wizard's mouth. .

Zheng Qing stood in the middle of the crowd, stroking the wine glass in his hand, watching the yellow medal passing through the hands of different people, and sincerely hoped that it would never return to his hands.

But this is just a delusion after all.

In plain sight, no one will try to hack a hero's prize.

Soon, Dr. Xiao Da took the Merlin brass medal from the last observer, turned around and stuffed it into Zheng Qing's pocket.

The medal slid down the smooth silk, and Zheng Qing felt his robe drop, which seemed to pull at his heart and sink heavily.

"You seem a little depressed?" Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, looking a little curious: "Is it because the speech just now was not satisfactory enough?"

Zheng Qing smiled reluctantly and said nothing.

He really didn't know how to explain it.

"I'll give you a suggestion." Doctor Xiao pulled him and pointed around: "Raise your head and look at the people in this hall. What can you find?"

The young public-funded student raised his head in confusion and looked around.

In Alpha's team, Lin Guo was riding on the back of his black goat, sauntering around the pillars, looking up at something unknown; the young master of the Taylor family was still surrounded by many complimentary faces. , he was as careless as ever, letting the gemstone rings on his ten fingers blind the eyes of other young wizards.

In comparison, the new students in Atlas are much more restrained. They either meditate quietly and hone their quiet skills in a restless environment; or they hang out in small groups to share their thoughts and ideas with each other. Zheng Qing also saw a familiar figure. The little monk named Shi Yuan on the special plane was pressing the head of a little goblin and expounding the Dharma while spitting, completely ignoring the sad expression on the little goblin's face.

Perhaps the most lively one is Starry Sky Academy. A large group of freshmen formed a large circle, and the two people inside greeted each other with fists and roars. Fallen teeth and pieces of flesh flew everywhere, and blood and sweat were shared. Not only did the senior students nearby not stop him, but they opened the handicap in a serious manner and invited other freshmen to place bets and guess the coins.

"Isn't this against the rules?" Zheng Qing's eyes finally regained some vitality, and he looked at a slightly higher position in the hall in surprise.

In the corridors on the second and third floors, there were many pickets holding noteboards; even on the upper terrace, there were several assistant coaches leaning on the railings, smiling at the party below.

"What?" Xiao Xiao didn't hear Zheng Qing's question clearly because of the noise.

"I mean, people at Starry Sky Academy are actually gambling?! Are the school's pickets not paying attention?" Zheng Qing asked in a shocked tone: "There are no rules at all... It makes people despair of this school. …”

"That's betting, not gambling." Zhang Jixin put his broad palm on Zheng Qing's shoulder and laughed loudly: "As long as you don't use your divination ability when placing bets, anyone can try your luck... For wizards Say, there is no luck more beautiful than good luck.”

"Smooth words and words." Zheng Qing sneered at this explanation. He even began to maliciously speculate whether the wizards on the picket team had collected black money from Starry Sky Academy, so they allowed those gambling guys to make a big show of themselves.

What Lao Yao said last night, today's professor's commendation, plus the honors that were heavy on his chest, and the skirt that was never sent out in the dormitory - all kinds of annoying things were stuck in his throat, making him keep thinking. There was a nauseous, dizzy feeling.

The incident of gambling in broad daylight at Starry Sky Academy was like a catalyst that made him almost unable to suppress the shame and anger in his heart.

"Absolutely lawless!"

"Don't wizards have the slightest sense of morality?"

"Won't your conscience hurt?"

His mind was filled with these words and roars, so much so that he did not hear Xiao Xiao's questioning voice clearly.

"Did you only see gambling?" Dr. Xiao Da repeated in a very disappointed tone: "Did you see anything else? What else did you see?"

The young public-funded student finally came to his senses.

He looked around irritably and shook his head randomly.

Xiao Xiao finally gave up his efforts and sighed deeply.

"Is there a problem?" Zhang Jixin was very curious about Dr. Xiao Da's unfinished business and couldn't help but ask: "Besides the carnival crowd, the withered morning glory, and the fairies being caught and beaten, is there anything else in the hall? Is there anything else in the hall? There are some ghosts with hidden traces sneaking in... No way!"

"That's the problem. People's eyes always stay on what they are willing to see and want to see." Xiao Xiao sighed in a feeble tone: "But in fact, there are still very, very big things in the hall. The problems...many, many problems...are so big that everyone turns a blind eye and takes them for granted!"

Zheng Qing listened to these words that had nothing to do with him, but for some reason he felt the same and nodded in agreement.

In his opinion, the school seemed to be eroded by an aura of distorted morals and principles, but no one seemed to notice this.

"What's the problem? Who has the problem?" Zhang Jixin became more and more curious, frowning and looking around: "What's the problem?"

"You, me, him... everyone has problems." Xiao Xiao waved his hand holding the notebook and drew a big circle, including everyone in the hall: "The problem is this university."

"I think so too...this university is sick..." Zheng Qing couldn't help but added, not feeling the second burst of emotion in this sentence.

Zhang Jixin looked at the two of them in horror, with a subtle expression on his face.

“Dai Dai University was originally intended to be a university that eliminates barriers and allows mutual tolerance and coexistence...but now we don’t see any signs of harmony.”

Xiao Xiao didn't care about the strange looks in the eyes of the people around him, but waved his arms and explained quickly: "As you can see... Even at the party, the four colleges are still distinct, and each college is different. They have their own sphere of influence...No one from any college will cross that invisible gap and break into the world of other colleges.”

Zheng Qing sighed in disappointment. He felt that Xiao Xiao did not see the true cause of the disease.

Zhang Jixin breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

"It scared me to death..." His face had just turned purple from suppressing the pressure, and it seemed as if he would lose his breath at any time: "Listening to your previous description... I almost thought the end of the world was coming."

Xiao Xiao spread out the notebook and clasped it on his face without making a sound.

"Excuse me, give way..." Fatty Xin's angry shout came from outside the crowd: "Zheng Daxiong, is this your dog?"

"Fox...it's a fox." Zheng Qing corrected weakly: "Also, don't call him that silly nickname."

"Are you stupid? It should be very cool... The question girls ask me the most is about you." Fatty Xin held the two 'plush toys' that he had just snatched back from the girls - the little fox Bose. Donghe, the orange cat in the dormitory, squeezed back, his round face stained with sweat.

He pouted and imitated vividly: "How old is Zheng Qing this year? Is he in love with Elena? Are you really in the same dormitory with him? Do you know what kind of girl he likes..."

Zheng Qing took Poseidon with a constipated look on his face.

Its body has been wrapped in a thick sari, and the tip of its tail has even been tied with a bow.

This made the little fox extremely embarrassed and angry.

Looking at its expression, I wanted to chop off its entire tail.

On the other side, Zhang Jixin was still discussing the topic with Xiao Xiao.

"If you feel that there are... rifts between the colleges." Zhang Jixin's square face almost wrinkled into a round shape in order to choose the right words: "Why don't you do something to make up for it? For example, let's go to other colleges to get acquainted with each other. Come and have fun together!”

Xiao Xiao held the notebook, his eyebrows almost raised to his forehead.

"Hello, sir," beside him, Zheng Qing greeted a figure who had just appeared in the crowd.

His voice was a little tight and his face was a little pale.

Because the black-robed wizard who came to him was a teaching assistant and his interviewer when he entered the school.

The real hero in Damingfang, Thomas.