The decorative style of the small hunting ground hall No. 1 obviously imitates the first hall.
The iron-gray floor is engraved with criss-crossing silver-white lines and many hollow characters. Stepping on it gives people an inexplicable feeling of peace of mind.
The ceiling is as deep as the night sky, empty and lonely, only dotted with some large light groups, clustered in groups, like fireflies on a summer night, or like migrating fireflies, leaving patches of milky white light behind them.
There are also tall columns surrounding the auditorium.
However, compared with the first hall, this small auditorium does not have those arches behind the columns, nor does it have walls with long paintings, and there is no higher-level corridor above the hall.
Of course, the freshman hunters from the four colleges paid little attention to the decorative style of these halls. Everyone focused on the ongoing pre-match inspections.
Lists on the roster are in alphabetical order.
So no one was surprised that Andrew Taylor was the first to be called forward - but it also aroused everyone's interest, because the young master of the Taylor family had just used questions to confront the senior hunting committee member on the stage.
Officer, others can read a lot from the old student's subsequent attitude towards Andrew.
Not surprisingly, the young master of the Taylor family received extra ‘care’ at the first level.
To be precise, it was strictly inspected.
The hunting attire of the Ouroboros hunting team is a silver-gray dragon leather jacket. The slightly shiny leather surface and slightly brown wrinkles give these jackets a unique sense of weight, which also brings a huge risk of 'entrainment'.
The young werewolf took off his leather jacket and deerstalker hat, and let the old man from the hunting committee keep a straight face as he grabbed the slender metal rod and stabbed him randomly - from the nostril to the ear hole, and then again.
To the mouth, etc. - it looks like you want to poke every hole in his body.
Several other officers of the Hunting Committee were standing aside, as if they were just waiting for Andrew Taylor to break out because he couldn't stand the inspection, so that they would have sufficient reason to suppress him and drag him out.
Although the little wolf of the Taylor family was tall and thick, and looked a bit rough in temper, at this critical moment, he showed the corresponding IQ of a nobleman born under the moon. He allowed the metal rod to poke at him randomly, and didn't care.
He even took the opportunity to turn around and make faces at some of his fellow Ouroboros hunting team members.
Due to limited time, the old man forcefully took the rings off the young werewolf's ten fingers and finally let him go.
"Next!" He looked gloomily and reopened the roster in his hand: "Anna Wintour... you go to the inspection office next to it, which is responsible for the inspection of witches."
As he spoke, he raised the stick in his hand and pointed at a place with a curtain not far behind him.
At the entrance of the tent, a short witch with a round face was leaning on her toes and looking hard.
"At this rate, it will take about half an hour before it's our turn." Zhang Jixin frowned and counted on his fingers: "Lan L, Xiao X, Xin X, Zheng Z, Zhang Z... except Lan
Except for Bird, which ranks relatively high, the others are basically at the bottom."
"Tell me, will I be treated differently like that little wolf from the Taylor family... You know, I also asked a question just now." Fatty Xin watched the third boy being let go quickly, and finally endured it.
Unable to stop himself, he turned to look at Xiao Xiao and asked in a low voice: "Doctor, do you know the leader of the Hunting Committee in front of you?"
"Xin Xiangbian, a native of Lingnan, a 06-year student of the Alpha College of Law, and the deputy director of the Supervision Department of the Alpha College Student Union. He has an extreme personality and a tendency to hate the rich. He is good at cultivating herbal medicine and has strong attainments in alchemy. He was once the vice president of the 3A club.
Head."
"once?"
"It's no longer the case... He comes from a poor family and was originally admired by Sir Friedman for his superhuman talent. However, after becoming the deputy leader of the 3A club, he lost many of the club's resources due to various reasons.
, and was eventually found out. Although it did not constitute job embezzlement, he was eventually expelled from the Jazz."
"Is the Alpha Student Council already so horny?" The fat man snorted unhappily.
"I have been curious from the beginning, why professors are not responsible for inspections... Even if a few teaching assistants or a few researchers are transferred from the institute, it would be better than these old students!" Zhang Jixin couldn't help complaining: "This year's hunting
Have the brains of the people in the committee been soaked in wine by the devil?!"
"The freshman competition was originally just a derivative event of the 'College Cup'. It was not the main competition, so naturally it would not be so strict. In addition, in recent times, there have been a few teaching staff in the school, so it is very difficult not to arrange them to do this.
Normal." Xiao Xiao didn't even raise his head and added softly: "Besides, what happened last night, I'm afraid they are even busier now..."
Last night, an accident occurred in a laboratory of First University. Although this morning's school newspaper did not issue a temporary extra to report the accident in detail, it still added a tofu block to the news bulletin to briefly confirm the incident.
thing.
Perhaps as Xiao Xiao speculated, the occurrence of this accident has further consumed the school's already insufficient faculty and staff, resulting in the fact that only some senior students are in charge of inspecting the freshman parade today.
"Otherwise, our hunting team should give up... I don't want to be stabbed by him with that stick." The fat man mumbled and suggested in a low voice: "Anyway, our captain has been feeling sleepy..."
"Are you going to give up? This is good news." A sudden voice sounded behind Fatty Xin.
He turned around quickly, and it was Matthew Cullen who spoke.
The hunting attire of the Cullen Hunting Team is in a retro British style, with a uniform ivory tweed suit, knee-high boots, soft felt hat and fawn leather gloves, which looks extremely elegant.
In comparison, the dark red academy-style hunting uniforms of the Forgiveness Hunting Team look much simpler.
Behind Matthew were Elena and other members of the Karen hunting team.
"What happened to him?" The gypsy witch took a few steps, passed Matthew, and came to Zheng Qing first, opened his eyelids, took a look, and asked in a low voice.
Several of the hunters looking at each other looked at each other. Finally, Zhang Jixin coughed and explained vaguely: "Something happened last night, so I asked him to use some sleeping potions, maybe the amount used was a little too large..."
"What kind of medicine was used?" the gypsy witch continued to ask: "Barbiturates? Diazepam? Triazolam? Or Trichosanthes? Ophiopogon japonicus? Baiziren? Dragon bone? Polygonum multiflorum vine?"
Before the hunters could answer, she continued to ask: "Did you find a therapist? Why didn't you go to the school hospital?"
"I've already seen the school's therapist. They said it's just because we're mentally exhausted and we need to take a good rest. They didn't prescribe any medicine for us... so we weren't hospitalized in the end." Zhang Jixin chuckled, scratched the back of his head, and asked for help.
He looked at the rest of the hunting team.
Xiao Xiao lowered his head and stared at the notebook, Fatty Xin gnawed his fingers to look at the hunting committee inspection in the distance, and Lan Que squinted as if he was wandering in the world. No one responded to his look for help.
Elena frowned, her expression still a little dissatisfied, but before she could speak, the public-funded student who was leaning on Zhang Jixin twitched slightly and his eyelids twitched.
This abnormality immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Are you awake?" the chief hunter of the sinner shouted in surprise.
"Wucao! We've been shouting all morning to no avail. Others just came over and said hello and you woke up... It's too disrespectful!" Fatty Xin's focus is always different.
Elena's face turned slightly red and she pretended not to understand the meaning of the fat man's words. She just quickly and lightly took a step back and landed behind Matthew again.
The young vampire of the Cullen family curled his lips and said nothing.
"This is not magic," Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses, his eyes a little confused: "The therapist said that based on his mental wear and tear, he needs to rest for more than twenty-four hours... Why did he wake up so early?"
"thump!"
Zheng Qing broke away from Zhang Jixin's support, staggered to his feet, opened one eye, and suddenly looked up at the ceiling.
"Danger!" he warned softly in a hoarse voice.
"Dangerous?" The fat man laughed and patted the wizard on the shoulder: "It's indeed dangerous... You haven't woken up. We almost thought you couldn't even pass the hunting team inspection!"
"There is danger." Zheng Qing murmured, raising his head and staring at the ceiling, still covering one eye, only exposing the right eye that had become red due to congestion.
This time, all the people with keen senses, including Xiao Xiao, Nan Jian, Elena, Matthew, etc., all raised their heads and followed Zheng Qing's gaze upwards.
As if in response to their gazes, the group of light bugs that had been circling and flying under the ceiling suddenly went out, and the entire small auditorium suddenly fell into darkness.
The surroundings were quiet for a few seconds, and then there was an uproar.
But then, a strange, cheerful voice sounded in the darkness, echoing in the auditorium, suppressing the noise of everyone: