Monster Hunting High School

Professor Yi sat behind his desk.

Page after page, he patiently opened the pile of information that Lao Yao had brought.

From time to time he would raise his head and look carefully at the young public-funded student sitting opposite him.

Professor Yao quietly buried himself in the thick smoke - I don't know if it was the special effect of the pipe or some spell cast by Old Yao, but the bluish-white smoke lingered within three feet of his body. Not a ray escaped.

Zheng Qing put his hands on his knees and sat upright on the chair, his back straight, and the two badges hanging on his chest shone brightly even in the dim room.

Maintaining this regular sitting posture is very hard, very hard.

But in order to impress the stern divination professor opposite him, he had to grit his teeth and persevere.

Time passes minute by minute.

When the serving elves replaced the cup of hot tea on the desk for the third time, Professor Yi finally put down the documents in his hands, took off his glasses, and rubbed his slightly swollen eyes.

The elf quickly brought a hot towel to apply on the professor's face to relieve his fatigue.

"Very interesting... indeed very interesting." Professor Yi's face was covered with a towel, and his voice seemed a bit dull, but the curiosity and excitement in his tone were clearly conveyed even through the towel.

This puzzled the young public-funded students.

He didn't know what the Divination Professor found interesting.

"That's why I brought him to you... I didn't even mention this to Emma." Old Yao bit his pipe and spoke vaguely, his voice full of laughter: "Speaking of which , this talent is still very useful... I remember that you did a good job with the Nianzi force field, so I gave him to you. "

Professor Yi pulled off the towel on his face and threw it to the elf. He stared at Lao Yao with burning eyes and lowered his voice and asked, "Don't explain... I know you are just interested in my private notebook."

Professor Yao immediately started coughing violently, making people feel like he would cough out his heart and lungs at any time.

Zheng Qing turned around worriedly and glanced at him.

Lao Yao waved his hands repeatedly to indicate that he was fine.

After a long time, he gasped, sat up again, and laughed hoarsely: "About him... Aren't you curious?"

"Are you sure?" Professor Yi asked immediately.

"Confirmed, confirmed...confirmed several times." Lao Yao waved his hand to disperse the thick smoke in front of him, shaking his head repeatedly: "Except for that familiar breath, I can't see anything else... Why don't you try? I have let him witness his dreams before... only some specious fragments... I couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes. If the Grand Wizard Council hadn't been too strict with the management of Veritaserum..."

Behind the desk, Professor Yi coughed twice, interrupting Lao Yao's unscrupulous chatter.

Zheng Qing felt his head hurt as he listened to the illogical conversation between the two professors.

His intuition told him that there was something in the words of the two professors.

"All the fragments can tell us are some possibilities... these may be strung together by a clue." The professor in the divination class turned to look at Zheng Qing, reached out and took out a deck of tarot cards from the drawer, and cleaned them smoothly. , warned slowly:

"If no clues can be found, no matter how many clips you see, it will be false... Never touch these clips at will... Well, before we formally formulate a treatment plan, let's do a small test first."

Zheng Qing stared blankly.

The professor's words seem to have some philosophical truth, but they are too empty and completely confusing.

"Draw one."

Dozens of tarot cards were suspended in front of Zheng Qing, and Professor Yi nodded at him.

The young public-funded student finally breathed a sigh of relief - he could finally understand what the professor was saying.

Without hesitation, Zheng Qing immediately pointed to a card in front of him.

Professor Yi did not let him see the cards. Instead, he put the deck of tower cards away and said to Lao Yao with a straight face: "Since his clues are involved... I will work harder."

"Easy to say, easy to say." Old Yao nodded with a smile.

Professor Yi turned his attention to Zheng Qing again.

"I have read some of the test data provided by Lao Yao, and I agree with his judgment. You are indeed an eyewitness." Unlike when he was giving lectures, Professor Yi's voice seemed a little weak in the office, and he could be heard accidentally. Will float away.

Zheng Qing had to concentrate hard and pray that he would not miss the key points.

"But witnesses are also different from witnesses...just like there are no two identical leaves in this world."

"In terms of divination, we pay special attention to this subtle difference."

"Are you curious why your dean asked me, a professor of arithmetic, to formulate a treatment plan for you?"

Zheng Qing nodded involuntarily, then immediately woke up and shook his head quickly.

As if aware of the joking smile on the face of the professor across from him, he forced himself to explain: "Professor Yao said that you are the authority on Nianzi force fields..."

"This matter... has little to do with the Nianzi force field." Professor Yi interrupted Zheng Qing's explanation and asked: "What do you know about the witnesses?"

"Witnesses belong to a special divination profession..." Zheng Qing frowned, trying hard to search for the little bit of pitiful memories that appeared in his mind, package them and resell them for export: "Well, they are better at obtaining divination information in dreams. Calculating factors... Well, you can get some fragments of the past, present, or future through dreams... Depending on the strength of your ability, the richness of the fragments varies... Oh, and also, the dream fragments of witnesses It can be used as evidence in court.”

Lao Yao's deep laughter came from behind.

Zheng Qing's face immediately turned red.

He basically learned this information from Professor Yao, and in some cases he even completely copied Lao Yao's words.

The original work is right behind you, and it is indeed bound to make people laugh.

Professor Yi did not seem to notice the embarrassment on the young wizard's face, but added a supplementary explanation: "Although it is good, it is not accurate enough... The dream fragments used as evidence in court must be extracted from memory and loaded into a special container. To present it. Any kind of memory retrieval spell will cause certain damage to the wizard's spirit."

Zheng Qing was horrified.

Although he wouldn't mind playing a cameo as Conan Holmes, he would not do it if this honor came at the cost of damaging his mental health.

Professor Yi's voice became a little serious: "So, you must be clear... Gain and effort, or success and price, are equivalent. If you want to get the truth, you must pay the same price."

Zheng Qing swallowed quietly.

"Your headache is actually part of those costs."

Zheng Qing immediately pricked up his ears.

"As I told you in class before. Divination is an act of stealing heavenly secrets. All things in the world move naturally, and interpersonal interactions have their own cause and effect. Divination requires rules of operation and cause and effect."

"According to Moores' law, the degree of information disturbance is directly proportional to the ease of obtaining the information...that is, the easier it is to obtain the information, the lighter the degree of information disturbance."

"A little hard to understand?"

"Let's put it this way, for example, a fireball spell, its power is directly proportional to the backlash of the spell. The more powerful the spell, the stronger the backlash; the smaller the power of the spell, the lighter the backlash."

"In the unified theory of information, spells can be approximately viewed as a way of obtaining information; spell backlash can be approximately viewed as the degree of information disturbance...the easier it is to obtain information (the weaker the spell), the lighter the degree of information disturbance (the lighter the backlash) ).”

"Your headache is the body's stress response caused by information disturbance."

"This will make it easy to understand."

Zheng Qing stared at his mosquito-repellent eyes and tried hard to restrain himself from fainting completely.

"Divination is also a kind of magic, so it also strictly abides by Moore's Law... I have told you more than once in class before... Never fluctuate the thread of fate at will, no one knows the thin thread Behind you is the Sword of Damocles hanging above your head."

Having said this, Professor Yi suddenly lost interest.

He snapped his fingers, and the tiny starry sky above his head suddenly burst into brilliant light, illuminating the originally dim office a lot.

The professor pulled out a notebook from the drawer, placed it in front of Zheng Qing, and said, "This notebook is the reason why Lao Yao asked you to come to me."

"Soothsayers capture the most information in this world, so they suffer the most intense information disturbance."

"The inheritance of every divination school contains methods to resist information disturbance."

"In the eyes of any wizard, this is an untold secret."

"But this is First University. This notebook belongs to all the diviners of First University... I just keep it for you... and then choose the right person to pass it on."

"Of course, letting you read this notebook does not mean that you become the successor of the fortune-tellers of the First University."

"It's just because you are from First University and a very special student."

"That's all you have the qualifications for."