Monster Hunting High School

Zheng Qing closed his eyes in horror.

A biting chill hit his face, but it made him squeeze his eyelids tighter.

for a long time.

When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but feel in a trance.

The wet Linzhong Lake is no longer in front of us.

The smoke is lingering and the orange light is warm.

He didn't know when he had returned to the dean's office of Jiuyou College.

Wiping away the cold sweat on his forehead, in a moment, the terrifying figure in his mind disappeared, leaving only a slender plain hand, the dead little white cat, and an indescribable feeling of heart palpitations.

"I saw it!" he shouted, jumping up from the soft leather chair, but he swallowed his words hard when he reached his mouth.

Professor Yao sat behind his desk, folding his arms and biting his pipe, his head once again enveloped in billowing smoke.

Beside the desk, an old school janitor in a gray robe stood at some point. Wearing reading glasses, he patiently opened Zheng Qing's inspection report page by page.

Hearing the young wizard's shout, the two old men raised their heads in unison, showing curious expressions.

"What did you see?" Lao Yao took the pipe away from his mouth and asked gently.

Zheng Qing opened his mouth and frowned tightly.

"I forgot..." Finally, a helpless look appeared on his face, and he said in annoyance: "I remember it clearly just now, but I forgot all about it in the blink of an eye... I just remember that it was a terrible thing. "

"Terrible." The old school worker bit the words and asked in a very loud and clear voice: "Is it related to school safety?"

Zheng Qing hesitated and nodded slowly.

"It should be related," he said in an uncertain tone: "I feel it should be related to the demon..."

Lao Yao suddenly coughed loudly, interrupting the young public-funded student's further description.

"Before you confirm, I think I should tell you the test results first." The professor knocked on the table and said with a smile: "As for school safety... Which safety incident at First University has nothing to do with demons?"

The old school worker's gray eyebrows raised but said nothing.

"Based on your monitoring after sleeping, we have a high degree of confidence in confirming that you are an 'eyewitness'." Lao Yao came up with the conclusion very simply, and at the same time handed over a few pages of documents across the table: "To be precise , is 93% sure.”

The soft paper seemed to be held by an invisible hand, slowly and steadily, floating in front of Zheng Qing.

"It's so accurate..." The young public-funded student muttered, his eyes falling on those pages of documents.

Densely packed formulas, data, and graphs flooded into his eyes like a tide, endless.

He quickly gave up trying to understand these pages.

Raising his head, looking at Lao Yao's encouraging eyes, he asked tentatively: "What is the 7% possibility?"

"They are some not-so-good results." The old school worker next to him interrupted Zheng Qing's inquiry in a rough voice, turned to look at Lao Yao, and asked in a loud voice: "Do I need to tell him?"

"No way, no way." The professor waved his hands repeatedly.

Zheng Qing laughed briefly and did not continue to ask.

But he quickly thought of another question.

"What is..." He recalled the professor's words just now and repeated carefully: "Witnesses?"

This issue was explained in great detail.

‘Witness’ is a special kind of divination ability.

In other words, wizards with this ability can directly use certain advanced divination techniques without training.

Although after thousands of years of development, divination has gradually gotten rid of the category of occult science, there are still many unsolved mysteries in this science that puzzle wizards.

For example, calculate the difference in 'field of view'.

Although different wizards can learn the same divination skills, the pictures they can see when divination are different.

A wizard with only ordinary vision can draw vague conclusions through divination when all the elements are in place, and get vague statements such as 'good luck' or 'bad luck'.

Most diviners in the wizarding world fall into this category, and they can only continue to practice those complicated and difficult divination skills to become a decent fortune teller.

The wizard with special vision is different.

They can see a clearer picture and draw more precise conclusions.

These special visions include tortoise shells, celestial eyes, and crystal balls, as well as stars, clouds, smoke, the dregs of tea leaves, and even dreams.

In the long development of witchcraft, wizards planned different careers for these different horizons.

Such as omniscience, such as prophet, such as observer, listener, or witness.

As the saying goes, what you think about during the day is what you dream about at night; many divination factors can be obtained from dreams. A wizard whose vision is part of dreams can become a witness.

In their dreams, they can perfectly trace certain impressive or unforgettable events and perfectly simulate everything that happened at that time - as if they witnessed it at the scene.

This is also the most direct reason why wizards named this special talent ‘Witness’.

In a sense, their spirit actually transcends time.

But just like a prophet cannot see what will happen in the future anytime and anywhere, the vast majority of witnesses can only touch some broken scenes under specific circumstances.

"Even if it's just a broken scene, it's a very striking fact."

Lao Yao seemed to be very satisfied with the test results. The wrinkles on his face were squeezed together like a giant chrysanthemum: "Many witnesses will be recruited by the Security Investigation Bureau... because each of you has the potential to become an excellent police detective. "

"The dreams of senior eyewitnesses can even be used as evidence before the Supreme Court of Wizards." The old school worker on the side added without missing a moment, and handed Zheng Qing a form.

"What is this?" The young public-funded student took the piece of paper in confusion.

"First University Special Talent Registration Form." The old school staff read out the name on the form in a stern manner, nodded, and said: "As the name suggests... all students with special talents will be registered at the school for a level."

"This is not only a responsibility to the wizarding world. After all, wizards with these abilities are valuable assets to the wizarding world." Old Yao also explained beside him: "It is also a responsibility to the students."

"Only First University has enough capabilities and resources to discover the secrets behind these talents for you."

Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly.

He took out his brush from the gray cloth bag and licked it.

"Do you need to fill in all the above information?" He looked at the 'Adult experience' option on the form with a look on his face.

"Things marked with an asterisk are required. Others are optional."

The young public-funded student breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and immediately passed over the strange question with his pen tip.