Hunting College - Vol 5.2 Chapter 225

Remember [New] for a second,! After leaving Qingqiu Mansion, Zheng Qing did not go back to the dormitory immediately. Instead, he took the authorization letter signed by Su Shijun and went straight to the library. Before the library closed, he filled out the relevant application materials for the Guilty Hunting Team to confirm the instructor, and then folded it. A large paper crane about a foot tall sent the materials to the hunting committee.

Seeing Zhi He’s figure leaving gracefully, the wizard heaved a sigh of relief, and then began to worry.

He seemed to have heard the hustle and bustle in the student union office tomorrow morning, and saw the excited faces looking in at the door of the classroom of Tianwen 08-1.

Of course, there was something to worry about earlier than ‘trouble tomorrow’.

For example, how to explain this matter to his companions—he must tell all the hunters that Su Shijun is serving as the guilt instructor before the matter is fermented, and undergo the first round of ‘bombing’—it can be regarded as a rehearsal for tomorrow , The young wizard was enjoying himself, and the idea flashed through his mind.

With full of melancholy, dragging a heavy pace, and walking in the academy for half an hour, Zheng Qing still did not find an excuse to have the best of both worlds, but the dormitory mountain was already close at hand.

“Go in and out at night, don’t bother!”

After swiping the wizard’s student card, the bronze little beast guarding the door scolded and opened the closed door of the dormitory with one tail, while complaining, “If I have the right to deduct credits…”

Zheng Qing hurriedly took out a handful of ochre smoke **** from his pocket and stuffed it into Fifth Master Ni.

After the small bronze beast got the ‘bribe’, it stopped a little, and retracted itself into the doorway that was about a foot high above the door, spraying clouds and mist.

The silver-white corridor behind the door was as empty and quiet as ever.

“It’s a blessing, not a disaster, it’s a disaster that can’t be avoided!”

After giving himself a boost from the bottom of his heart, the young Gongfeisheng pushed open the door and tried his best to look cheerful: “Good news! Good news… Where’s the person?”

Dormitory 403 was empty.

There was only one fat cat lying lazily on the desk, and a dozen little elves were lying on the cat’s back, purring together. Hearing the sorcerer’s voice, the fat cat barely raised an eyelid and shook his whiskers to show his welcome, but the little elves flew up from the cat’s back in a hurry, or looking for hot towels, or preparing hot tea and snacks to give. Boys catch the wind.

“What about them?”

Zheng Qing took the hot towel, wiped his face, then took a strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth. While chewing, he looked around: “It’s understandable that Dylan is not here. He has a class in the evening… What about those two guys?”

Saying that, he took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time.

It was a quarter past ten in the evening, and the library and the study room were already closed at this time. Even if you wanted to find an instructor, now is not a good time. And there is no hunting team training mission tonight.

“Xixi~”

A few elves waved their arms and chirped, trying to gesture to Zheng Qing. The wizard couldn’t read or understand, but he noticed a yellow-and-white cat’s hair on an elf gauze skirt.

“No hurry, no hurry, I’ll just fly them a paper crane, you all continue to rest.” He was relieved, and hung the elves on Tuantuan again.

The fat cat flicked his tail in dissatisfaction, but he didn’t shake the little guys off his back after all.

The efficiency of paper cranes at night is higher than that during the day, because during the day there are always various birds intercepting and making fun of these clumsy magical creatures, but at night, the birds go to rest early. Their efficiency will naturally increase.

In less than five minutes, Zheng Qing received Xiao Xiao’s reply.

There are only two words on the letter.

cold dew.

Zheng Qing suddenly woke up—today, October 8th, Thursday, August 20th of the lunar calendar, coincides with the cold dew season. During the potions class in the morning, Professor Li also reminded the classmates to remember to collect cold dew for medicine tonight. It’s just that after the whole day was overwhelmed, the wizard had already forgotten about it.

He screamed, dropped the letter in his hand, and ran out of the dormitory.

Unsurprisingly, after the small bronze beast guarding the dormitory door was awakened again, it sprayed a few clouds of thick black smoke at the wizard, causing him to burst into tears, his vision was blurry, and he could hardly find a hundred herbs. Entrance to the garden.

The Baicao Garden is where the students gather the cold dew tonight.

When Zheng Qing rushed to the garden, some people had collected enough dew to leave early, only a guy like Xiao Xiao with a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, and a few people with a sin, looking for the purest leaf by leaf of dew.

When the boy approached, he happened to hear the voice of Dr. Xiao Da explaining:

“…Although cold dew is used as medicine to take its ‘yin and cold’ energy, the dew collected in the ordinary copper dew plate is attacked by gold energy, and the ‘yin and cold’ is excessively magnified, and it is not beautiful… So we have to look for the yin and cold. The cold dew neutralized by the wood gas will react more gently when used as medicine.”

“Is there any difference in the effect of cold dew on different leaves?” Zheng Qing asked.

The people with their backs to him turned their heads.

“Fuck!”

Fatty Xin, who was closest to Zheng Qing, shrank back in fright and almost fell to the ground: “Damn it… I almost thought I saw a Santa Claus?”

Zheng Qing blinked and looked down at his clothes, not understanding the meaning of this sentence.

Jiang Yu waved and called out a water mirror, placed it in front of the boy, and handed a handkerchief at the same time.

With the magical light around him, Zheng Qing saw his face in the mirror was black, as if he had just climbed out of the chimney.

He couldn’t help sighing, took the handkerchief, looked at the beautiful patterns on it, and smelled the delicate fragrance on the handkerchief, but he couldn’t directly wipe his dirty face. .

“Five Master Ni?” Xiao Xiao raised his glasses and asked with certainty.

“After all, the old man must have a bad temper after being disturbed his sleep over and over again.” Zheng Qing wiped his face with a handkerchief, muttered, looked around, and said with joy, “Fortunately, Li Meng is not here…otherwise she would have fainted again.”

“It’s not funny at all. UU reading www.uukanshu.com” Fatty Xin rubbed his stiff cheeks, and after a while, he asked, “Why are you here so late, the monitor almost went to the school work committee to report his disappearance.”

Zheng Qing smiled apologetically at the witch, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally told the truth: “I was busy in the library for a while… I submitted the confirmation materials from the instructor.”

This sentence immediately attracted the attention of several wizards, making them forget about making fun of Jiang Yu.

“It’s done?” Zhang Jixin confirmed cheerfully.

Zheng Qing nodded affirmatively.

“You’re not lying to us.” The fat wizard looked suspiciously at the young public fee student: “Everyone has been busy for so long and they haven’t done it yet. How can you go out and get it done after a while…”

“How about being your captain.” Zheng Qing smiled and replied lightly.

“Who is the instructor?” Xiao Xiao was more concerned about the specific candidates.

“Master Su Shi.”

Zheng Qing replied very succinctly, with a hint of refreshment on his face after unloading the burden – as the saying goes, people die and birds face the sky, and they will not die for ten thousand years.