Compared to Zhang Jixin and Fatty Xin’s blatant ‘rebellion’, Xiao Xiao’s ‘mild criticism’ seemed more severe and put greater pressure on the young public-sponsored students.
He coughed twice and his eyes wandered around the dining table.
The plate in front of the fat wizard was empty, and the young public servant immediately greeted the waiter elf attentively and brought some braised pig's feet. After the elder's millet porridge was finished, the public servant hurriedly pushed the white fungus soup next to him.
Xiao Xiao put down the knife and fork in his hand and stopped Zheng Qing from giving him extra food, indicating that he was full.
"Do you need me to twist it on the spot?" The captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team obediently helped the fortune teller clean up the plates and cutlery, and asked with a pleasant smile.
Xiao Xiao rolled his eyes and burped.
"I do not need it, thank you."
The short wizard sighed tiredly, took off his glasses, wiped the lenses, then put them on and spoke again: "...The elder went to find a venue for our restorative training."
Zhang Jixin, who had just snatched a braised pig's trotter from Fatty Xin's bowl, was gnawing on the bones, nodding his head with his mouth full of oil, and making a sound in his mouth.
"Restorative...training?"
Zheng Qing repeated this easy-to-understand word, hesitated for a moment, and finally carefully raised his confusion: "I remember we agreed before that the hunting team would have a summary meeting during this period, review of the Black Prison, and trials.
Do you have the experience... do we still need training?"
When he asked the last question, he seemed very confident and his voice was a little louder.
Xiao Xiao looked at the wizard with a look that looked like an idiot: "A review is a review, and restorative training is restorative training. Experience is transformed into qualifications through continuous practice... If you want to write on parchment,
It is wishful thinking to truly understand what we gained on the battlefield of the Black Prison by writing pictures."
"Then when are we going to do that, restorative training?" Zheng Qing thought of the pile of homework he had just accumulated after two classes during the day, and still held a glimmer of hope in his heart.
"In the evening, after nine o'clock."
The apologetic fortune teller had obviously planned everything a long time ago. His hand was wet with water and he scratched a few times on the table: "You participated in the night patrol of Linzhong Lake for almost the entire last school year, and it did not affect your homework and studies.
So I think it is very reasonable to arrange recovery training in the evening... and it can also strengthen our hunting team's night combat capabilities and make up for our shortcomings to a certain extent..."
As he spoke, he turned to look at the elder and the fat wizard sternly, and added: "Others in the team also agree to this arrangement."
Zhang Jixin and Xin Wuji nodded in agreement.
"I want to sleep a little longer tonight!"
Zheng Qing wailed silently, his lips moved for a moment, and finally he lowered his head helplessly, accepting the fortune teller's plan dejectedly.
"Where is the training ground?" the young public-funded student murmured.
"My brother came out to a small, semi-abandoned hunting ground." Zhang Jixin threw the gnawed bones aside, wiped his hands and mouth, and said with a reserved look, "I heard it was used by the Judgment Hunting Team in previous training...
…The school is planning to resume its rest, and we have a lucky break during these few months.”
"You mean, that hunting ground is only used by our hunting team?" Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What about the fees? How to calculate the fees? The store has to stock up during the peak hunting season, which will take up a lot of working capital!"
It is not easy to find a hunting ground that can be used for training at any time before the school hunting party starts - even if it is only a small, semi-abandoned hunting ground.
"How fresh!" The red-faced wizard rubbed the tip of his nose and raised his chin: "If I have worked so hard to find a hunting ground and still need to squeeze in with other hunting teams, schedule time, and spend money, then I will find one.
What’s the point of my brother?”
Hearing this makes you angry.
"Hard work, hard work!" The captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team smiled with all his face. He grabbed Zhang Jixin's big hand and shook it hard: "Everyone will never forget your contribution..."
"Contribution is nothing." Zhang Jixin withdrew his hand with force and scratched his head, with a slight embarrassment on his face: "There is only one thing...my brother mentioned it when he arranged the hunting ground for me, and asked us not to
The hunting ground was destroyed...it was said to be the property of the school, and you would be fined if you destroyed it."
"how come!"
Zheng Qing vowed and patted his chest: "There will never be any accidents! Moreover, it is just a simple training of the hunting team, how can it destroy the hunting ground?"
As soon as he said this, the other three wizards around the dining table glanced at him in unison.
"I'm not that confident." Fatty Xin muttered and burped: "Hiccup... I only know that following Brother Zha, you will always encounter all kinds of bad luck."
"For example, shoot the current Augustus half to death." Xiao Xiao nodded.
"Didn't the Hunting Committee prohibit me from using the Talisman Gun?" Zheng Qing was a little annoyed. These guys were talking about this in his ears every day. Did he want to shoot Seprano to death at that time?
"Another example is the Black Prison Castle..." Zhang Ji's confidence was still trembling, and he looked at Zheng Qing's hands uneasily, as if the next moment the young public-funded student would grab a bright red in his hand and hit him on the head with a stick.
"I'll emphasize it again," Zheng Qing gritted his teeth and burst out what he had repeated countless times: "That was really an accident!"
"Yes, yes, that's it." The red-faced wizard nodded hurriedly: "That's what my brother means... don't have any accidents!"
Yes, I got bypassed.
Zheng Qing glared at him angrily, pushed away the tableware in front of him, stood up and urged: "Have you finished eating? Go do your homework as soon as you finish eating! There is a hunting team training in the evening!"
But at the same time, he thought of the little snake hiding in his ears and the 'demonstration' it had given in the ward, and suddenly he felt a little guilty.
"There aren't any dangerous creatures in that semi-abandoned hunting ground." He looked at Zhang Jixin and his tone was a little gentler.
"Dangerous creature?"
Zhang Jixin was stunned for a few seconds and frowned: "Theoretically, there is no such thing... My brother told me that the biggest prey in that hunting ground is a group of Gatraxi, and we will not encounter any more dangerous magical creatures than them.
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"What are you building?" Zheng Qing didn't catch the strange name clearly.
"Gatrash, a magical creature native to the north of England, um, probably near Lincolnshire and Yorkshire." Dr. Xiao Da naturally inserted into the conversation: "It is a kind of dog-like appearance with a tail.
A dark creature with bifurcated skin and pale hair, fast and dangerous... I have always felt that it has some kind of blood relationship with the swallow-tailed dog."
"Is it because of its forked tail?"
"It is clear."
"So, the most dangerous thing in that hunting ground is a group of dogs, right?" Zheng Qing seemed to be cheering himself up and nodded: "When we train, we will bring Maodou... It has the blood of the Tindalos hound.
It has a certain innate ability to suppress ordinary canine magical creatures!"
"I think leading Tuan Tuan is more reliable than leading edamame." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and gave his own advice: "I highly doubt that dog will play with those Gaitrashi."