On Wednesday morning, Xiao Xiao braved the biting cold wind to go to the student union to submit relevant materials for the Forgiveness Hunting Team to participate in the winter hunt. Because the number of people in line far exceeded expectations, he arrived at the classroom at 9:15 with a cold body and was late. More than forty minutes.
There is a history lesson in the morning.
The history lecturer is Sima Yangyun.
The short wizard who was late was not only not punished in any way, but also received a concerned "The sun rises, the wind blows in the valley" to help him get rid of the chill in his body.
Faced with the whispers and winks of the classmates, Teacher Sima dismissed it: "If there is anyone else in the class who can get full marks on every history test, don't be late forty minutes, it doesn't matter even if you don't come to class for a semester!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.
"How is it? Has the registration been successful?" When the fortune teller sat down, Zheng Qing looked up at him and asked in a low voice. Although the cold was driven away by magic, Xiao Xiao's lips were still a little white.
"I'm starving to death!"
Xiao Xiao did not answer his captain's question immediately. Instead, he grabbed the spicy soup from the drawer and took two fierce gulps. Then he tore open the paper bag and swallowed a greasy meat bun in three or two mouthfuls.
There was no cover-up in the whole process, except for suppressing the sound a little while drinking the soup.
The teacher on the podium turned a blind eye to this.
"Breakfast was very good today, thank you." He poked Fatty Xin sitting in the front row and thanked him sincerely.
"Don't talk to me, my grades are very poor." The fat wizard had a complex expression and replied in a gloomy tone: "...There is a wall between us, a thick, airtight wall."
"This treatment has nothing to do with grades." Zheng Qing reminded tactfully.
"Then don't talk to me anymore!" Fatty Xin had visible resentment all over his body.
The doctor shrugged his shoulders and did not continue to embarrass the fat wizard. He turned to look at Zheng Qing.
"The materials should be fine."
His mouth was stuffed with buns, and there was a puddle of oil on the corner of his mouth. His voice was a little dull due to poor airflow, which made Zheng Qing subconsciously worry that his deskmate would be choked to death in the next second: "Forgiveness is not the new hunter who just formed Team... The deadline for submission is today at 6pm. I queued up at 6am. How could I not be registered? The only problem is that our hunting team will be promoted to the officially registered list this year. The hunting area assigned by the school during winter hunting must be Being very close to the perimeter...theoretically would be a little more dangerous than last year.”
Zheng Qing touched his nose noncommittally.
He had reason to be skeptical of this conclusion. Because during the winter hunting last year, the Sin Hunting Team faced several uninvited guests who were suspected of being dark wizards - one of whom was a legendary being - and the timeline of the hunting area they were in was even distorted once.
Others may not remember the most dangerous situation in that encounter because of time magic, but Zheng Qing remembers it clearly. Such danger cannot be encountered by him every time.
"Has the student union notified us about what we need to prepare?" The young public-funded student asked a different question.
"No."
Xiao Xiao adjusted the glasses that had slipped off the tip of his nose because he lowered his head, and carefully tore the broken coat of the tea egg. Taking advantage of his free time, he answered in a very soft but fast voice: "Deng Xiaojian - he was dragged to the office by Qi Qinglan. Help - He said that relevant preparations will be uniformly notified to all hunters participating in the winter hunt within three days of the completion of material submission. However, he also said privately that this year's process will most likely remain the same as in previous years, and there will be no What a change..."
Having said that.
In fact, just one day later, at noon on Thursday, the school’s detailed arrangements for this school year’s winter hunting plan were quickly distributed to each hunting team through the monitors of each class—obviously, this plan followed the general plan from last year. The frame, even the printing color and cover format of the notification materials have not changed at all, making people suspect that they used last year's inventory.
Taking advantage of the break before the magic literature class in the afternoon, Zheng Qing briefly flipped through the plan.
Excluding the eight-part essay-like nonsense at the beginning and the impassioned concluding remarks at the end, the content in the middle is lackluster, almost exactly the same as last year.
Hunting tasks continue to be divided according to difficulty level as last year. The outermost layer (a range of ten to thirty kilometers deep into the Silent Forest) is handled by the teaching assistants and fourth-grade students. However, this year’s joint meeting of school professors has sufficient manpower. , each graduating class is assigned a supervising professor who is responsible for overall safety.
The middle layer is responsible for the cleaning task of one to ten kilometers from the edge of the Silent Forest. Hunting teams are still used as units, and each hunting team is assigned a small hunting ground. The appendix to the plan details the location of each hunting team’s hunting ground. But unlike last year, this year the school working committee will not participate in the winter hunting activities, and the hunting teams will be looked after by their respective instructors.
The innermost hunting ground is located inside the campus, including the main campus, various colleges, research institutes, and other areas arranged by the winter hunting office. Hunting objects are relatively easy, such as kappa, water ghost, eight-eyed spider, red chain snake, etc., according to In the past, the school would release some evil spirits, pig monsters or ghouls in the area as supplementary prey.
If the Sin Hunting Team was still nervous after being assigned to the middle-level mission last year, when he looked at the plan again this year, he could not feel any danger at all.
"A perfunctory work without sincerity." The young public-funded student muttered, throwing the plan back to Xiao Xiao: "These tasks... can be completed with eyes closed."
The apologetic fortune teller was facing the bright sunshine outside the window, holding a piece of velvet cloth, dipped in magic oil, and carefully wiping and maintaining his scroll of bamboo slips.
Hearing this, he glanced at the plan and replied smoothly: "If you read it carefully, you can actually find many subtle changes. For example, this year's winter hunting range has been significantly expanded compared to last year... Last year's outermost hunting area It is within ten kilometers of the Silent Forest, and this year it has been expanded to thirty kilometers. Also, most of the hunting team caregivers in the middle level were part-time teachers last year, but they are all school teachers this year. Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, get out of class is over today Finally, you may need to go to Qingqiu Mansion..."
"What?" Zheng Qing was obviously overreacting, like an angry cat.
Xiao Xiao glanced at him calmly: "If you read the plan carefully, you should know that this year's winter hunting plan supplements the hunting team instructor system at the school hunting meeting... For the sake of stability, I suggest that you continue to invite Su Councilors serve as mentors…smooth in every sense of the word.”
He spelled the word 'stable' very clearly.
Zheng Qing looked gloomy and had no idea of refutation.
"Professor Monteria is here!"
The little stick figure behind the classroom door shouted feebly, and then complained in a voice that anyone could hear: "Damn it, today is a day off, and I have to work overtime... Have you heard the ghost story about making the magic portrait work overtime? ?"
