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 only came to the classroom at 9:15 with a chill all over his body.
More than forty minutes late.
There is a history class in the morning.
The history class instructor is Sima Yangyun.
The short wizard who was late was not only not punished in any way, but also received a concerned "Gaogaorise sun, Xigufenfeng" 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's it going? 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 magic had been used to drive away the cold, 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 sips of it. Then he tore open the paper bag and swallowed a greasy meat bun in three or two mouthfuls.
There was no cover-up during the whole process, except that I suppressed my voice 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, who was 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, did not continue to embarrass the fat wizard, and turned to look at Zheng Qing.
"The materials should be fine."
His mouth was stuffed with buns, and there was a puddle of grease 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 6 pm. I queued up at 6 am. How could I not be registered? The only problem is that our hunting team will be promoted to the official registration list this year. The hunting area assigned by the school during the winter hunting must be
Very close to the periphery...theoretically it will be more dangerous than last year."
Zheng Qing touched his nose noncommittally.
He had reason to remain skeptical about this conclusion. Because during last winter's hunting trip, the Exoneration Hunting Team had faced several uninvited guests who were suspected of being dark wizards - one of whom was a legendary being - and the hunting area they were in was even connected to the timeline.
All were twisted once.
Others may not remember the most dangerous situation in that encounter because of time magic, but Zheng Qing remembers it clearly. It is impossible for him to encounter such danger every time.
"What should we prepare? Has the student union informed us?" The young public-funded student asked a different question.
"No."
Xiao Xiao adjusted his 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 replied 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 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 class monitors - 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, which makes 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 nonsense at the beginning, which is like an eight-legged essay, 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 will be 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. It is still based on hunting teams, and each hunting team is assigned a small hunting ground. The location of each hunting team's hunting ground is marked in detail in the appendix of the plan. But it is different from 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 kappas, water ghosts, eight-eyed spiders, red chain snakes, 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 any sincerity." The young public-funded student muttered and threw the plan back to Xiao Xiao: "These tasks... can be completed with your 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 expanded to thirty kilometers. Also, most of the hunting team caregivers in the middle level were part-time teachers last year, and 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 are you doing?" 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
The congressman serves as the instructor…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 weakly, 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?
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