Like the official hunting competition, the freshman competition is also arranged to be held at the No. 1 hunting ground.
It’s just that today, Xiao Xiao couldn’t take a shortcut through Mr. Sima’s teachers’ passage to enter the venue. He needed to join the rest of the Forgiveness Hunting Team and follow the hunting committee staff to the small auditorium next to the hunting ground to receive the pre-game instructions.
examine.
This is a process that all hunting teams must go through.
"If someone's law book is mixed with spells copied by others, or if you have 'accidentally' stuffed some prohibited magic props or alchemy gadgets into your backpack, then I won't poke the detector into you yet.
Before you touch your ears, please throw it into the trash can behind the door!"
"There are also amulets, scrolls, talismans, alchemy products, and black magic props that exceed the power range specified by the hunting competition. All are handed over to the front desk and will be kept by the hunting committee."
A gloomy-looking third-year student stood on the podium of the small auditorium, waving a slender metal rod in his hand, making a whining sound as he sucked the air. Beside him, several tall assistants held their arms and rushed
The young wizards in front of them showed malicious smiles.
They are the staff of this Hunting Committee, and they all come from four colleges. However, because they wear the uniforms of the Hunting Committee, the students in the audience cannot tell their specific colleges.
Seeing that no one said anything, the old man put away the metal rod and continued to add gloomily: "Those who are confident in their belongings can follow the order and walk into the small room next to it - there are two rooms over there.
, male on the left, female on the right, look at the sign for yourself - leave a drop of blood and three ounces of urine... Have taken mental soothing medicine, blood stimulating medicine, blessing elixir, lucky water, etc. within 24 hours in "
Those who are prohibited from using pharmaceuticals in the Hunting Game Management Regulations should get out of this room while your body fluids are still on them."
"Even hunting animals are not allowed to take medicine!"
"Compared to being punished with a major demerit by the school for cheating later, I will only receive a little complaint when I go out now. I believe that everyone is smart and can make wise choices..."
"That..." Fatty Xin raised his arms cautiously, with a flattering smile on his chubby face. [*@ !￥Free reading]
The old student looked very dissatisfied with his speech being interrupted. He lowered his eyelids, glanced at the young wizard who was being supported by the side, and hummed: "Everyone only has one chance to ask questions."
"Is sleeping potion considered a mental soothing drug?" Fatty Xin asked immediately.
"Forget it." Laosheng paused, and after seeing the frustrated expressions of several young wizards, he slowly added: "However, sleeping potions are not included in the list of prohibited drugs in the "Hunting Competition Management Regulations"... After all,
No idiot would sleep in a hunting ground, would he?"
There was a low roar of laughter in the small auditorium.
The eyes of all the participating hunters invariably focused on the Forgiveness Hunting Team - obviously, someone in this hunting team seemed to be in a comatose state. Judging from his limp appearance, he must be the 'idiot' who took the sleeping potion.
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Downton, Elena and others, who are also in Astronomy Class 08-1, although there was some concern on their faces, no one dared to wander around in the auditorium before the people from the Hunting Committee officially announced that they could move around freely.
They could only look at it worriedly.
"Although I know that the night before a hunting match, everyone is very nervous and can easily not sleep. But no one has ever drank too much sleeping potion and affected the match the next day... let alone sleeping before the start of the match.
I'm unconscious." The old student shook the metal stick in his hand and pulled out a few beautiful stick flowers. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and showed a somewhat sarcastic smile: "If you plan to give up the game, then please turn back.
Quietly walked out of the small hall...the other hunters still need to be inspected and don't want to be disturbed by the noise."
Several members of the Forgiveness Hunting Team silently glanced at the senior officer of the Hunting Committee, without making any sign of exiting.
It seemed that because the old man's words were too harsh, many hunters in the other hunting teams could not help but frown, but they all stood quietly and no one spoke.
"Excuse me, I have a question too!" A voice suddenly sounded.
The old man turned around and saw a fat wizard wearing a silver-gray hunting jacket, waving to him with a big smile. On the five fingers were hanging bright gems of different colors.
These gems made the old student's expression become more gloomy.
"Before you ask, I must remind you that any magic item that exceeds the power stipulated in the hunting competition is prohibited from entering the hunting ground." The old man emphasized in a stiff tone, and his eyes once again glanced at the wizard's fingers: "In your case
The school will keep it on your behalf until it comes out."
Andrew Taylor, the wizard who just raised his hand, had just the right amount of surprise on his face.
"There is no magic attached to these rings," he raised his hands, revealing ten bright fingers, and emphasized with a smile: "They are just some luxury goods... luxury goods."
This answer made the old student's face look even worse.
"Your question." He interrupted Andrew's endless explanation impatiently.
"Problem?" Andrew was stunned for a moment before he reacted.
He glanced around shyly and whispered something. Several hunters around him who heard him looked sideways, with strange expressions on their faces.
"Louder!" The old man waved the metal rod in his hand and beat the air hard: "Didn't you have lunch at noon?!"
Andrew was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath and said loudly: "I want to ask, how can you accurately pee three ounces when peeing?! For someone with my body type, one tube will weigh a pound..."
Beside him, other members of the Ouroboros hunting team hid their faces and lowered their heads, pretending not to recognize this person.
The old student standing on the podium also stayed under the strange question of the young master of the Taylor family for a few seconds. It was not until the roar of laughter and buzzing noises from the audience that he slowly came back to his senses.
"Quiet!!!"
The old student's face turned red, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he shook the metal rod in his hand hard.
The stick whipped the air, making a sharp roar that echoed in the small auditorium, irritating everyone's eardrums. The atmosphere that had just been boiling seemed to have been poured a ladle of cold water, and it instantly became quiet.
"There is a measuring cup in the house." The old man gritted his teeth and said word by word.
"Oh, I see, thank you!" Andrew bowed obediently and thanked him.
The old student took a deep breath and glanced at the whole place gloomily: "Now, those whose names are read, come forward and undergo examination...and then go to the next room to leave bodily fluids."
After saying that, a tall hunting committee officer behind him stepped forward and handed him a thin roster.