Monster Hunting High School

"Fill in this place with the team of your choice."

"Here, check a few times, including your guess on the length of the hunting game, your guess on the prey's escape time, and the time you filled in the lottery... Each time has a different weight in the final calculation formula, so try your best Choose carefully.”

"Finally, there's this," Half-face turned over the parchment in Zheng Qing's hand, pointed to a blank space on the back, and prompted: "Here, fill in your bet... Well, you just gave it to me. Five silver horns and eighteen copper coins, do you plan to invest only this much?”

Zheng Qing glanced at the other people's bets.

Zhang Jixin was worthy of being a member of a noble family, and he threw out five jade coins easily; Fatty Xin was a little more cautious, but he also wrote two jade coins; even Dr. Xiao, who was usually shabby, filled in five golden beans.

"Ahem," the young public-funded student's ears felt a little hot. He coughed softly twice and said subconsciously: "I didn't bring much cash with me today..."

"Anything is allowed, there is no limit on money." He added with a smile on his face.

"Everything is okay?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows, a little curious: "Does it not matter what the bet is? Are you still collecting souls here, hahaha..."

As if he thought his idea was a bit exaggerated, the young wizard couldn't help laughing.

Half of the face didn't seem to find Zheng Qing's statement funny.

He tilted his head and wrinkled his chin slightly, as if he was struggling with something.

After the public-funded student's laughter stopped, the conscientious businessman raised three fingers and said slowly: "First of all, it's the winnings, not the bet... You must remember this, we don't gamble."

Zheng Qing looked at him with a smile and nodded repeatedly.

The taboo and beautification are understandable. Just like Taoist priests call their saliva "Yujin" and "Liquan", and their noses as "Lu" and "Zhongyue"; monks call Baini clothes "merit clothes" and "cassocks"; Confucian scholars call Confucius's chat It's the same as a 'word of wisdom' - in short, you can say it however you like.

"Secondly, the Wandering Wizard does not restrict whether these contracts can be filled with 'souls.'" Half-face said to Zheng Qing very sincerely: "So, theoretically, you can press your own soul into it... But based on "The Wizard" Considering the Code, I suggest you not to fill in this kind of bonus casually, as it can easily cause trouble for everyone..."

Zheng Qing looked at half of his face in horror, but found that there didn't seem to be any joking in his tone.

"Finally, the wandering wizard once said that he can accept any form of bonus. He swears in the name of Satan, and we will learn from the truth." As if to enhance the persuasiveness of the words, half of his face was slightly lowered, He tugged on his hood to show his solemnity.

"It's really magical." The young public-funded student murmured in a low voice, rummaging around in the gray cloth bag. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he looked up at the 'half face': "Can I apply for three credits?"

"Ho!" Half of his face raised his head in surprise.

Zheng Qing inadvertently caught a glimpse of a pair of blue-green eyes, like those of a Persian cat that had become a spirit.

This was a pair of eyes that seemed familiar to him.

Soon, he dug out the impression from his memory.

That was after he first turned into a cat and slipped out of the dormitory from the balcony. He had seen these guys in the hazelnut tree downstairs. At that time, he was being provoked by a two-tailed squirrel, and several young wizards standing under the tree were enthusiastically betting on who would win between the black cat and the squirrel, amidst the shouts of 'Persian Eyes'.

All I can say is that he is worthy of being a professional, Zheng Qing complained silently in his heart.

"Credits? Do you know what credits mean?" He pressed the heavy notebook with half his face and emphasized.

This question is too naive.

Zheng Qing held the student card between his fingers and waved it in front of half of his face.

On the card, the bright red number thirty-three looked very dazzling in the sunlight.

This is all the credits Zheng Qing accumulated after entering the school for more than a month.

Having been in school for so long, the importance of credits has become very clear to freshmen.

One credit can be exchanged for one jade coin - if it is on the black market, the exchange rate may be higher; for ten credits, most of the public facilities of the First University will be open to these young wizards; if you save one hundred credits, then these fresh-faced freshmen can smoothly advance to sophomore year without the risk of repeating a grade.

In addition, the intangible glory, respect and convenience brought by high academic credits can be seen everywhere in universities. For example, if you have questions about magic learning, you can make an appointment with the professor first. The advanced magic books in the Shushan Pavilion will also be opened in steps. There are even free herbs and free alchemy supplies in the laboratory. Wizards with high credits also have higher allocations.

Various benefits make all students attach great importance to credits.

Zheng Qing won many awards from professors for his outstanding performance in talisman classes and magic text classes; plus the ten credits he redeemed from Lao Yao with hundreds of invitations at the beginning of the semester, and the night at Linzhong Lake Patrol, especially for his performance in the 'Sand Toki Incident', also received many awards - in general, although he has been enrolled for less than two months, Zheng Qing has already earned what most students would need half a semester to earn. of credits.

According to Xiao Xiao's calculations, if Zheng Qing maintains this momentum, then at the end of the term, Zheng Qing is likely to occupy an eye-catching position on the first-year credit list by virtue of his credit advantage.

However, compared to most other freshmen, credits are always a scarce resource.

Every credit is extra important.

Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why Half Face is surprised that a publicly funded student uses three credits as a bonus.

"There are very few freshmen who have such a bet like you." Half of his face tugged on his hood, the strange pupils disappeared, and half of his chin was left again. He flipped through the notebook in his hand with great interest and nodded repeatedly: "Freshman Freshmen are all trying their best to accumulate credits, lest they fail the final exam and be forced to repeat the grade... Very few people use their credits as a bet like you."

Zheng Qing didn't pay attention to the nagging emotions of 'Half Face'.

He held his breath and listened very carefully to the sound of 'Blue-Green Eyes'.

"Sure enough... I just said this voice sounded familiar." The public-funded student murmured, nodded, and talked to himself.

"What?" Half of the face was keenly aware of his unfinished intentions and looked at him in surprise: "My voice? Do you know me?"

"No, I don't know him at all." Zheng Qing shook his head decisively, rejecting the 'half-face' guess.

He was determined not to let strangers know that he could turn into a cat.

After a pause, the public-funded student forcefully explained: "I just said that the sound in the morning glory is a bit familiar..."

In the morning glory, the narrator's voice was playing in the background music of "Going to the Hunting Ground", impassionedly describing the glorious achievements of every hunting team in that small world, and occasionally focusing on the tactics and magic used by those hunting teams now. What are the characteristics.

Half of his face glanced at the morning glory with suspicion, and finally shook his head, raised the peacock feather quill, and said: "Then, Jiuyou College, Zheng Qing, the final reward is three credits and five silver horns. Eighteen coppers...any more?"

Zheng Qing shook his head.

"Although the prize money is not much, it is very interesting...Finally, I wish you good luck."

After saying that, he tilted his head with half of his face, tugged on the brim of his hat to the other Jiuyou Academy wizards who were chatting quietly next to him, turned around and left, disappearing into the bustling crowd in the blink of an eye.