Monster Hunting High School

The Yi Green Grocery Store was bustling with customers coming and going.

But it didn't affect the two young Jiuyou Xinsheng deep in the store at all.

Dr. Xiao Da always holds his notebook, writing and drawing, and it seems that nothing else can attract his attention except this matter.

Zheng Qing, on the other hand, was leaning in front of the sales counter, pulling out the shorthand quills for sale from the 'Christmas tree' one by one, then dipping them in the ink next to them, and patiently trying them out one by one.

This 'meticulous' attitude towards buying goods eventually aroused the impatience of the big doctor next to him.

"It is already half past twelve, and there is still an hour and a half before the afternoon class." Dr. Xiao Da raised his head and urged: "You should remember that we will have a club establishment meeting at noon... My notice to others It’s twelve forty-five, which means you still have fifteen minutes to buy your stenography pen and go back to the dormitory.”

"Others?" Zheng Qing's thinking obviously did not work according to the doctor's expectations, and his attention naturally deviated in other directions: "Who else did you notify? Is it Mr. Sima? By the way, what happened to Mr. Sima in the end? Reply to your..."

This question touched the doctor's nerves.

His face immediately darkened.

"Fat Man and Dylan from the dormitory, Zhang Jixin from our class, Lan Que from Starry Sky College, and Lin Guo from Alpha College." Xiao Xiao snorted and replied to himself: "And that little monk from Atlas Shi Yuan... He has other commitments and cannot come today, but he is willing to sign the draft for the establishment of our society."

"So many people!" The shorthand quill raised by Zheng Qing stopped in mid-air, looking very surprised: "I mean, we are just running a small club, and we can just sneak into the school hunting club... Do we need to go to such trouble? ?”

"It seems that you really don't pay attention to this matter at all." Xiao Xiao asserted unceremoniously, with an unusually dissatisfied tone.

Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly and defended: "We just discussed this matter last night..."

"According to the requirements of the Federation of Societies, any club established in First University must have members from four colleges... This is not only the original intention of the Federation of Societies, but also the practice of the concept of 'unity' advocated by First University. "Xiao Xiao sighed, but still patiently explained: "In addition, when the application is being defended, all members of the sponsoring society must also be present..."

"Sounds really complicated." Zheng Qing put the brown quill in his hand between the branches again, and while looking at the quills of other colors, he shook his head and sighed repeatedly: "If I had known, I would have Just join some club..."

"The more important thing is time." Xiao Xiao did not elaborate too much on the conditions for the establishment of the club, but focused on another thing, emphasizing: "Time arrangement and planning... If nothing unexpected happens, , the school will hold the opening ceremony of the Hunting Moon on Friday. We must submit the relevant applications today, and then urge the Association of Societies to respond as soon as possible, and strive to defend the application on Wednesday, so that we still have one day to plan the Hunting Moon. month-related matters.”

"The time is tight and the task is arduous." Zheng Qing brushed his fingers over the feathers on the treetops, smacked his lips, and suddenly raised his head and asked: "What I'm more curious about is that Lin Guo actually agreed to this...did you Didn’t you mention to him the ultimate purpose of our new society?”

"If you are referring to participating in the newcomer hunting competition, then I should have explained it to him." Xiao Xiao replied casually: "He did not express any objection."

"He actually agreed!" Zheng Qing was immediately impressed by Dr. Xiao Da: "I originally thought you just knew a little more, but I didn't expect you were so eloquent... I think after the patrol incident, Lin Guo, in a short time Dou won’t be exposed to anything about monsters or hunting.”

"It's not that my eloquence is good... In fact, I didn't waste any words. This is Lin Guo's own decision." Xiao Xiao shook his head, with an expression of admiration on his face: "Although he is relatively young, he has grown up The determination is much stronger than that of most adult wizards in this school..."

"Determination to grow? If he is really determined to grow, he should give up that ridiculous timeline." Zheng Qing shook his head in disapproval, finally determined his goal, and pulled out a branch from the third branch of the 'Christmas tree' He dipped the green quill pen into the ink tank, threw it on the white paper next to him, and then made a hand gesture.

The green quill immediately danced an elegant waltz, leaving a string of beautiful cursive characters in the blank space - each horizontal line had to turn several times, and each word was written like a flower. Chinese characters.

After a moment of difficult analysis, Zheng Qing finally shook his head and gave up on this elegant green feather.

"Although the swan feathers are beautiful, they are not suitable for real shorthand occasions." Xiao Xiao stood aside and casually pointed: "Maybe you should choose the tail feathers of the green bird... Ah, Lin Guo's timeline, I remember you mentioned it "His very specific timeline...maybe he has buried Saturday's events deep in his memory so he can escape the negative consequences."

Zheng Qing pulled out a red quill from the branch again. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh: "I must admit that this special talent of being able to adjust the timeline is very useful at certain times... but it means huge consequences. risk."

It sounds amazing to be able to disrupt time in your consciousness, reorder things according to their priorities, and make your own decisions about your own world.

However, in the morning, after re-understanding the concepts of dimensions and dimensional lines in Professor Yao's philosophy of magic class, Zheng Qing finally noticed something wrong with Lin Guo's concept of time.

"According to the dimensional theory, each of us is a collection of information composed of countless dimensional lines, and the time dimension runs through our lives." Zheng Qing inserted the red quill back and replaced it with a cyan quill. , then drew a few thin lines intersecting virtual and real things on the paper, and explained: "Although the timeline of our memory, in a sense, only belongs to the category of 'virtual dimension', this does not mean that it can be arbitrarily Break it down and reassemble it.”

"Are you referring to the transformation effect of 'virtual dimension' between 'non-dimensional' and 'real dimension'?" Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows and sounded a little more serious.

"Bingo!" Zheng Qing drew circles in the air with his fingers, watching the cyan quill leave a string of clear and neat words on the white paper, and nodded repeatedly: "Consciousness will eventually affect reality... We live in a world where In this magical world, the dangers shouldn’t be unknown... Maybe I should find an opportunity to talk to Professor Yao about this matter."

"Ling Guo is a student of Alpha and a genius that the school is paying attention to... Do you need to go out of your way to remind the dean of Jiuyou College?" Xiao Xiao shook his head in disapproval.

"What if they really didn't notice?" Zheng Qing asked back, and finally made up his mind, waving to the elf sitting on the top of the 'Christmas tree': "I'm going to Professor Yi's office tomorrow, maybe I can talk to him He mentioned it."

Xiao Xiao closed his notebook without refuting.

The elf at the top of the tree had almost fallen asleep waiting. When he saw the guests waving, he finally cheered up, flicked his wings, and slid down the treetop.

"Xixi!" She hummed a cheerful tune in a high-pitched voice, spread the long kraft paper goods list in front of the guests, then looked at the shorthand pen Zheng Qing chose, and quickly marked a certain position on the list. Clicked.

Before the young public-sponsored student could recover, a bundle of cyan quills tied with five-color silk appeared on the brown paper in a flash.

"Chenghui, one silver corner and five coppers." The witch wearing a pointed hat reappeared in front of the two young people in the blink of an eye, smiling and spreading her palms.

Zheng Qing shrugged and took out a large handful of coppers from his gray cloth bag.

"I forgot to bring the silver coins." He smiled sheepishly and placed the coins one by one on the sales table, forming a long line.

Xiao Xiao quietly took a few steps back, submerging himself in the flow of people in the grocery store.

The witch wearing a pointed hat took a deep breath, said nothing, and continued to have a kind smile on her face.