Hearing the news that Zhu Si had been ‘cut off’, Zheng Qing was unexpectedly not surprised.
In other words, after a period of real-life beatings in recent times, he has improved his immunity to this kind of seemingly sure thing, but the result is unexpected.
He always felt that fate was playing some malicious joke on him.
"Then Jusi, PASS."
The captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team picked up his quill, drew a line on the parchment in front of him, and crossed out Zhu Si's name. His attitude was calm and his tone was calm: "Then, the next one..."
The next person to report was Zhang Jixin, who was responsible for persuading Teacher An from the Academic Affairs Office of Jiuyou College and the professor of the elective course Occult Codex.
The previous teacher An regretted not being able to provide hunting competition guidance for You Zui due to job conflicts - a more accurate statement is that a large part of the work of the Academic Affairs Office involves the organization and management of this hunting competition. For the sake of fairness,
Teachers in the Academic Affairs Office will consciously avoid projects related to hunting games - his situation is similar to that of Sima Yang Yun, except that Sima is working in an institution outside the school, while Teacher An is working in the school.
Then there is a professor of occult manuscripts, who can only be said to be a professor of occult science. He is so mysterious that no one can catch his whereabouts on weekdays. He always comes to the classroom quietly before class and remains silent after class.
of leaving.
When Zhang Jixin finished copying the lecture notes left on the blackboard on Thursday afternoon - which reportedly contained midterm exam questions - and chased him out of the classroom, the professor had already disappeared without a trace.
The red-faced wizard looked around and saw hurried footsteps and a miserable life.
And it was already Thursday afternoon, less than forty hours before the final deadline, and there was no time to go all over the campus to find the mysterious teacher.
"So, Teacher An and the professor of the Occult Codex, PASS." After listening to Zhang Jixin's explanation, Zheng Qing finally nodded and drew two more slashes with his pen.
"I think it's really a pity for Teacher An," Xu Shi felt a little embarrassed on his face. The red-faced wizard tried hard to defend his failure: "It can be seen that he really wanted to be the hunting guide... but due to work reasons
……well."
"The reasons for each refusal are legitimate and sufficient." Zheng Qing raised his head and glanced at him expressionlessly: "We don't need to pay attention to the reasons for their refusal, we only need to find the one who does not refuse."
These words made Zhang Jixin's face darken a little.
"Then," Zheng Qing lowered his head, scratched the next name on the parchment, then raised his head and searched around, finally determining the location of Dr. Xiao: "Well... Judging from your expression, I already know the result...
What’s the reason for this refusal?”
Xiao Xiao is in charge of the professor of magical cosmology.
"Old Yao."
The apologetic diviner lowered his eyelids silently, carefully examined the crystal ball in front of him, and replied without raising his head: "You should know that Lao Yao's new project is related to the re-emergence of the original black prison world from the ruins...
...This is a very valuable subject for magical cosmology. He serves as Lao Yao's assistant and basically stays there except for classes."
Zheng Qing held his forehead and crossed out the last name on the list one by one.
"Where is the Magical Biology teacher you are in charge of?" Fatty Xin seemed to remember something, his eyes turned around Zheng Qing and Jiang Yu, and he said with confidence: "He also refused!"
"This level of guessing doesn't even require divination." Xiao Xiao said with a cold joke.
It's a pity that Zheng Qing didn't smile.
It was Jiang Yu who smoothed things over and explained briefly.
A teacher of magical biology has to take care of a group of pregnant unicorns. These rare magical creatures are particularly mentally fragile during pregnancy, so the professor needs to devote all his energy to taking care of them, and he really doesn't have time.
"This season is the peak period for magical creatures to give birth. In addition, many magical creatures injured in hunting games will eventually be handed over to the professor's working group for treatment... The professor said that they have been very busy recently.
We are making reports and asking for people everywhere, so it is impossible to send out the core manpower of the project team at this juncture."
After Jiang Yu explained, Zheng Qing added some details: "When we went to convince the professor, we were almost persuaded by him to join his working group to help treat those magical creatures."
"But the credits given by the professor are really high!" Jiang Yu rarely showed a trace of regret.
"This is not a question of whether the score is high or not." Zheng Qing said with a long face.
"What a disastrous day." Fatty Xin muttered, looking up at the flaming clouds outside the window: "This scene, this mood, this result...it feels like we are in hell."
"Speaking of hell," Xiao Xiao pushed up his glasses, with a hint of memory on his face: "My father is an Ockham wizard, the empiricist school that believes that 'magic does not exist in philosophy' and 'rationality cannot prove magic'..."
He once said that hell is a very good concept, but it is also a very bad concept."
"The good thing is that hell is just a product of wizards' morbid imagination. Before the wizards' consciousness was born, there was no real hell."
"The bad thing is that the birth of hell proves that whatever existence wizards can imagine, they can generally create."
"Like our current situation?" Zhang Jixin interjected with great interest.
"Just like our current situation." The doctor shrugged and made a helpless gesture: "Maybe you feel that this kind of suffering is like hell... I can only say that our situation can be better, but it can also be worse.
Oops. It depends on what we do next."
"Listening to your words is like listening to your words."
Fatty Xin finally couldn't help it and complained: "No wonder Sister Linda said not to chat with fortune tellers, 'They will interpret a piece of nonsense into an article in different tones'!"
The fat wizard imitated the voice of the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and said the last sentence with a tight voice. He imitated it so vividly that Zheng Qing couldn't help laughing.
This laughter finally dissipated the heavy atmosphere surrounding the situation, but it also brought an end to today's impromptu meeting.
"There are still more than thirty hours left, don't give up."
Before leaving, Zheng Qing cheered everyone up: "If such an excellent hunting team like us can't find an instructor, then it's not us who are at fault, but the student union that organized the hunting competition this year... If there is any situation, please contact us in time
, don’t be afraid of disturbing me if it’s late.”
In this way, the young hunters of the Forgiveness Hunting Team once again scattered to every corner of the school, continuing to work hard to find a qualified instructor.
Zheng Qing did not stay on campus like others.
He did not go to the library, Baicao Garden, laboratory building and research institute, but went straight to Beta Town Pedestrian Street.