Hunting College Chapter 321

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The orange sun sat on the distant mountain ridge, showing only half of its rust-colored face.

There are no clouds in the sky, and on the dark blue background, there are only a few traces that seem to be flying white. The breeze blew up the flags above the hunting grounds, and the hunting sounded.

The sound of these hunting flags was the only movement on the hunting ground at this moment.

Lao Yao's repeated persuasion really shocked some students who had originally made trouble-even if some people were still unwilling, but in such public places, the power of the great wizard on the podium Next, they all closed their mouths one after another, sat in their positions cleverly, and stopped making noise.

After all, this is a world where great power belongs to itself, and the'persuasion' of the superiors has always been very convincing.

As far as Zheng Qing could see, perhaps only the puppet who was on the podium did not buy Lao Yao's account so much, showing a bit of agitated expression-of course, it did not rush up to confront Lao Yao. , But yelled loudly, breaking the awe-inspiring atmosphere created by Lao Yao.

"etiquette!!"

"Where is the etiquette of the award ceremony?!"

"Etiquette! Hurry up and get the medal! Let's end this **** time-wasting show as soon as possible!"

The round brain hole of the puppet is spinning around the slender neck, and the two dark eyes are staring round, the civilization rod in his hand is whirring and whirring, and he keeps looking for and summoning ceremonial people. Figure.

"Come on, come on! Don't rush!"

"Why didn't anyone tell us that this brand is so heavy!!"

A sharp and hoarse voice suddenly came from mid-air, shocking the young wizards who were looking around.

Lifting his head, Zheng Qing's eyes suddenly jumped a few times.

An emerald green budgerigar is hanging above the crowd, holding a string of yellow medals on its paws, struggling to flap its wings in mid-air-although the sound is a bit familiar, the young public student does not confirm this Is the parrot the bird I know?

After all, in his eyes, all the parrots are about the same.

"This is our etiquette?" The young wizard muttered softly, and took a small step outwards calmly, avoiding directly under the parrot, lest some "Xiangrui" suddenly fall on top of his head.

"Who is the brand for?"

"Who is number one? Hurry up! Just go back without speaking!"

The budgerigar's sharp voice resounded again. It lowered its head, its small mung bean-sized eyeballs dripping around, sweeping around several young wizards.

Zheng Qingshang was hesitating to go out, and the puppet man interrupted the budgerigar's call.

"Ahem, the etiquette bird."

The puppet coughed pretendingly, stretched out his hand, hooked his fingers, and greeted very politely: "I am the guest of this hunting game...you just give me the medal."

"No! Resolutely not!" The parrot's mouth clicked, and the little head shook simply: "The ancestors said, you can't just trust a guy without a brain...You are a wooden person, do you have a brain?"

The puppet was taken aback, and before he could get angry, the budgerigar folded its wings and landed on the shoulders of Lao Yao, who was standing beside him.

Then it tilted its head and raised its throat, and shouted at Old Yao: "You said that you were doing this kind of coolie for raising the bird's level? Isn't this fooling the bird!"

"The bird is quit! The bird will go back to the laboratory building and continue on the stage!"

"It's easy to say, easy to talk." Old Yao nodded with a smile. He couldn't see the power of a great wizard at all. He seemed to have no temper: "I will help you to adjust the level back. It is easy...at night you can return to it. Go to the experimental building of those little foxes and continue the current stage."

The budgerigar bird Yan Dayue nodded his head with satisfaction, his claws loosened, and threw the string of medals into Old Yao's hands.

"The following is the awards session!"

Seeing that the medal has settled, the puppeteer immediately stinks and continues his work: "The hunting team that won the first place in the 2008 Campus Cup Freshman Competition is..."

After the "Parrot Etiquette Incident", the rest of the process went smoothly.

Zheng Qing followed the puppeteer's requirements to go on stage, accept the award, and give a speech. He walked down step by step, but there was not much excitement in his heart. Instead, many messy thoughts emerged.

He thought of looking for the "lottery ticket" bought by the blue and green eye at the beginning of the moon hunt, betting that his hunting team won in the freshman competition, but he did not know the final profit; thinking of this victory, he couldn't help but recall that soon The boos from the stands for the first four weeks made my mood even worse.

The only thing that comforted him was the first place medal, a heavy piece of gold, weighed about half a catty, and there were many esoteric runes engraved on it. It looked very valuable, and it made people feel very precious. A solid feeling.

Before stepping down, Old Yao grabbed Zheng Qing, who was the last one on the Youxin Hunting Team, and said quickly: "After you go out, don't go away, wait for me in the lounge... It's a bit of a chore, I need you to confirm it."

Zheng Qing nodded blankly, wondering if Dean Yao has something to do with a first-year student.

But when he walked into the lounge, he immediately realized what Yao Yao was talking about.

In the originally empty lounge, two figures were sitting opposite each other. On one side is the **** cat that is suspected to be Zheng Qing's "Shadow Incarnation", and on the other side is a young wizard in a green robe and bun.

The strange young wizard had fair skin and a pair of rimless glasses on his face. Although he was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his waist was straight and meticulous, and he stared at the big cat opposite.

The **** cat didn't care if someone stared at it like this, and still languidly slumped to the ground, his thick tail swept with each other, throwing up patches of dust.

Hearing someone coming, the young wizard and the **** cat turned their heads at the same time and looked at Zheng Qing. The black cat's eyes were red and shiny, and the eyes of the young wizard looked a little cold.

Zheng Qing raised his hand hesitantly, just about to say hello. Unexpectedly, the other person and cat suddenly retracted their eyes and started looking at each other again. The atmosphere fell into awkward silence.

Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long.

As the curtains flew up, Old Yao stepped in. The young wizard immediately stood up and saluted old Yao respectfully: "Hello Professor Yao."

The **** cat also shook his head and flicked his tail from the ground, shaking his ears, and glanced at the great wizard who had just entered the door warily.

"Where is Baoyangzi?" Old Yao asked directly.

"Because of that incident a few days ago, we collected a lot of'materials', and Master Baoyangzi is doing follow-up related processing work..." the young wizard replied vaguely.

"Could it be that you are planning to make a new spell?" Old Yao snorted, but didn't mean to continue to ask.

The young wizard held his glasses and pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a stiff smile: "We can't do any further work without the principal's consent... You know all of these."

"Don't be restrained, don't be restrained, it's all your own, relax." Old Yao waved his hand, pointed at Zheng Qing, and introduced to the young wizard: "This is the kid I mentioned to you before... this one. You must get his consent for the matter."

Then he turned his head, pointed at the young wizard, and introduced Zheng Qing: "This is an investigator from the school's relevant department. You can call him..."

With that said, Old Yao suddenly got stuck and couldn't help turning his head again to look at the young wizard.

"Forty-one." The young wizard owed his body, his tone was still very flat: "You can call me'forty-one'."

forty one? Zheng Qing said in his heart, why is there such a strange name! There is still four in the wizarding world?

As if guessing what Zheng Qing was thinking, Lao Yao patted Zheng Qing on the shoulder and explained: "Forty-one is working in a relatively high-secret organization. There is only a code name and no name."

"He is here this time to discuss with you a solution for this'big black cat'."

Zheng Qing's heart couldn't help but pick up when he heard the word'processing'.

And forty-one, who stood aside, immediately said: “In view of the state of this'super-dimensional creature' and the degree of threat, relevant agencies believe that it needs to be placed in a safer place and receive relevant safety training... To ensure that certain uncontrollable accidents will not occur."

The **** cat stood by, shaking his beard, and snapping his nose in disdain.

The wizard named Forty One glanced at it ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and added, "Relevant agencies can issue a letter of guarantee to ensure the safety and health of the ward."

Hearing the words 'safety' and 'threat', Zheng Qing couldn't help but think of the **** slaughterhouse in the hunting grounds, and his original thoughts about arguing suddenly disappeared.

"If it agrees, I have no opinion." The young public-funded student finally agreed only with promise.

The three pairs of eyes immediately looked at the **** cat.

The **** cat frowned and showed a thoughtful expression.

"Okay," it finally said, with a hoarse voice: "Actually I am very interested in your institution."

"Fuck! You can talk?!" Zheng Qing was stunned by the words of the **** cat and almost fell to the ground.

"Idiot." The black cat squinted at the young public servant, licked his lips, and muttered: "How come I have such a stupid body!"

(= one second to remember)

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