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Chapter 652 Clover

The 'weeds' that the fat wizard was talking about were those pale green, weed-like patterns that were all around the lining of the appointment letter. You could vaguely see the triangular school emblem of the First University flipping and rolling among them.

Xiao Xiao stretched out his hand and wiped it.

A small enlarged pattern appeared in mid-air, slowly rotating under the white light. Several lively elves flew out of the tent, flying up and down around the green, dancing happily and happily.

The rustling sound even caused Tuan Tuan to open his eyelids and take a second look.

"Did you see it?" Xiao Xiao pointed at the patterns in mid-air with a brush: "Although these patterns look complicated, upon closer inspection, they are all variations of the same symbol..."

The tip of the brush in his hand was gently stroking between the patterns, occasionally cutting them, rotating them, and overlapping the same patterns one after another. It only took a short time, and only the last one was left in the air.

Extremely simple pattern.

Zheng Qing touched his ears unconsciously - this process of simplifying the complex and finally simplifying a complex magic pattern into a certain symbol easily reminded him of the process of converging the forbidden curse.

But now, the picture that Xiao Xiao finally 'convinced' was a clover.

There are three tender green grass blades, one hanging to the left, one hanging to the right, and one shaped like a leek leaf, like a sharp sword, pointing straight up, stabbing firmly into the sky.

"It's not one of the basic talismans." Zheng Qing came to the conclusion easily.

"Of course not." Xiao Xiao glanced at him strangely, as if curious about what he was thinking, then pushed up his glasses, snapped his fingers, and four other pictures immediately appeared next to the clover.

A pattern is round on the outside and square on the inside, and is red all over, just like a copper coin.

A pattern consists of a silver line crossing each other, which is a deformation of the ancient Greek letter α.

There is also a golden triangle, and a blue nova.

"You mean, this wild grass pattern is the emblem of Fringe College?" Fatty Xin immediately understood the doctor's unfinished intention, with a hint of excitement on his face.

Another excellent piece of news material.

As the news of the establishment of Fringe College spreads, every minute and every second now becomes extremely precious to reporters. It is conceivable that every piece of news related to this new college will cause great excitement within the alliance.

It attracts a lot of attention, especially the basic information related to the establishment purpose of the college, admissions principles, college emblem and other basic information, which is the top priority that the public wants to know.

And reporters who can dig out this kind of news will definitely gain a higher voice in the editorial department.

Xin seemed to have seen himself sitting behind the desk of the deputy editor of the school newspaper.

The excitement activated the nodes in his brain, making his thinking a little brighter than usual. He could easily think of other aspects from the college emblem.

"Speaking of which, if Fringe College is really established, shouldn't the school emblem of First University also be changed?" The fat wizard stretched out his stubby fingers and outlined a circle composed of four equilateral triangles above the five symbols.

of a regular triangle.

Zheng Qing blinked.

At the opening ceremony of the freshman year, the principal on the podium once said that First University represents the progress and tolerance of the wizarding world, and each college is equal, just like the school emblem of a regular prism, no matter which direction it is viewed from

Look, it's all positive.

"The school has never acknowledged in writing that each side of the school badge represents a college." Xiao Xiao frowned, looked down at his notebook, and sounded unsure: "This kind of statement has always been just private speculation among students.

...Of course, in my opinion, fringe colleges do not necessarily have to occupy a 'certain aspect'."

Having said this, he paused for a moment, stretched out his writing brush and tapped the school emblem in mid-air with the penholder. Watching the rectangular prism rotating in the air, he added meaningfully: "...you know, the original closed ones in Fringe College

It’s those groups who are on the fringes of the alliance... Every college has more than one fringe group."

Zheng Qing looked at the shining ridges on the edge of the triangular prism, and mentally listed the students on the edge of each college, feeling slightly lost in thought.

So much so that Fatty Xin had to scream for a long time before he could react.

"What?" he asked in confusion.

The fat man rolled his eyes and waved his stubby fingers in front of the young public-funded student's nose: "You can refuse to answer if you don't want to say it. Don't pretend not to hear. We are less than one meter apart now...I am

I was chatting with Li Meng after the regular meeting, and she said that Squad Leader Jiang has been living in Qingqiu Mansion during this time? What is the relationship between you two? "

From the corner of his eye, Zheng Qing saw Xiao Xiao's ears pricked up, and he was speechless.

He didn't know why there were such big jumps and deviations in the topics of chat among his roommates during the moment he was in a daze. But he knew that even in the dormitory, there were some topics that could be discussed and some that couldn't be discussed.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

The wizard muttered, stretched out his arms, yawned greatly, and plunged into his tent. Hanhu replied: "No more chatting, no more chatting, we have many classes tomorrow... Huh, uh.

"

There is no concealment of the false sleepiness.

Fatty Xin cursed and complained a few words outside the tent and slightly lowered the brightness of the light in the room. Zheng Qing also very obediently lowered his snoring.

Through the curtains, he could still vaguely hear the voices of fellow reporters ‘interviewing’ the doctor.

"...It's easy to understand that Senior Colma should be the deputy dean...but Professor Monteria...there are many qualified wizards in the school. Why do you think he was chosen to be the other deputy dean of Fringe College?"

"

"It still has something to do with the nature of the college. Edge, edge... I guess it's because the major he studies is a fringe field at First University, or his research is on the edge of danger... These words are just for private talk, you

Don't include it in your report, it will kill people... I heard that the professor was involved in research on demon flesh and blood transplantation a long time ago!"

"Hell, it has something to do with demon flesh and blood... Why doesn't the school simply seal up this research completely?" The fat wizard cursed in a low voice and changed the topic: "It's like I never quite understand, if God really

He is almighty, so why didn’t he kill Satan directly?”

A mocking cat meow was faintly heard in the distance. Zheng Qing, who was in the middle of the lake, couldn't tell whether the meow belonged to Tuantuan or some other cats he knew. He just thought it sounded familiar.

Suddenly, Xiao Xiao's answer sounded, driving away the vague meow: "...This question is too big, you should ask the professor of Atlas to answer it."

"no doubt."

"...Perhaps this is the difference between God and the devil. God cherishes every life and will practice her kindness and mercy, even if that life belongs to the devil. The Buddha probably had similar ideas, such as cutting meat to feed eagles? Faith is like a

Every rope saves those sinking souls."

"This is why I will never become Buddha or God, and I will never be in line with Atlas' enrollment philosophy...Compared with mercy, I believe that dead devils are good devils worth saving."

Chatting in the dormitory can easily go astray. Zheng Qing listened to the chatting of his companions becoming more and more "esoteric" and "obscure". Finally, he couldn't resist the exhaustion in his heart and closed his eyes in a daze.

He spent three and a half hours longer than others today, and took one more complex and difficult magic theory class, which naturally consumed more energy.

And he will have five more days like this in the next week!


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