The most familiar school worker Zheng Qing has since entered university was Mr. Verne.
After all, when he was a freshman, he followed the old man many nights, patrolling around Linzhong Lake, and meeting and dealing with him even exceeded most of the professors who taught him.
Last year, due to a mistake in patrol work, the old man Verne was transferred from the Linzhong Lake patrol team and went to the Silent River Ferry to serve as a boatman; later, when the Yusin Hunting Team participated in the trial mission, he became the administrator of the hunting team camp in the Black Prison.
Zheng Qing vaguely heard that because the punishment of the old man Verne had not been revoked, he was transferred so frequently. His position in the patrol team of the school work committee was frozen. Therefore, he was a little surprised when he heard Xiao Xiao say that the old man Verne had a patrol mission tonight.
"Suspension, reflection, left-handedness, and then reinstatement...a very standard internal processing process, is there any problem?" The fortune teller of the Yusin Hunting Team knocked on the table impatiently: "Don't try to use your simple and simple diode brain to understand this matter, is that okay?...but this time he is not responsible for the night patrol of Linzhong Lake for the time being, and is responsible for the North District of Beta Town, and the North District Wizard assists him."
Another North District Wizard.
Hearing this term, Zheng Qing immediately forgot the old school worker holding a Shapi dog, and recalled the bad experience last night and scratched his head.
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When Zheng Qing was upset, a crow they hunted for was also in distress.
“Those kids disturbed me.”
Although he has escaped from the pursuit of Yusin Hunting Team, Gan Ning's face is still a little ugly.
At this moment, he was standing in a slightly narrow laboratory, which was a temporary backup base for Crows in the silent forest. In the laboratory, there was only Professor Monteria standing in front of the test bench.
His words were also said to the professor:
"...This is definitely not my nerves or my attempt to make excuses for my mistakes. Really, those kids make me feel a little uneasy. I think we should pay more attention to them... They are too young and have not even graduated... Youth means recklessness and innocence. They are still in a young age who believes in their ideals, without the slightest maturity and caution that adult wizards should have, so they are likely not to understand the kindness we release..."
"Good intention? What kind of intention? Let them pick up some of the wreckage we left behind to go to the Triple Sword to cross? You are not much older than them. Does this mean that you also have naivety and recklessness similar to them?"
Professor Monteria stood under the only light source in the laboratory, lowered her head and meticulously dissected an experimental subject lying on the table without raising her head to interrupt Gan Ning's words: "...so you dare to take the courage to record the relevant data of a rampage experiment subject in front of everyone, completely ignoring the great wizard who was close to you?"
Gan Ning stood behind Professor Monteria's side.
The shadow cast by the professor's tall figure blocked his face slightly covering his white face because of shame and anxiety.
"I thought the North District Wizard had similar goals and had a tacit understanding."
He murmured, his voice a little weak, but it still seemed very clear in this small and quiet laboratory, which made his self-debate a little more: "And, in fact, the one in the Gini House did not interfere..."
"The Great Sage." The professor interrupted concisely.
"Um?"
"You should respectfully call her the 'North District Sage', not a strange title like 'the one in the Gini House'. Why, after being brought up by a witch younger than you and worse than you, I feel ugly on my face, so do you want to get some sense of balance in the title? Childish."
The last two words seemed like a heavy punch, hitting the young crow's face hard, his expression could not hide his astonishment and a faint panic.
Although the professor turned his back to him, he seemed to see his expression and slowed down his tone: "It is depressing to be surpassed by a wizard who is much smaller than himself, but this does not mean anything. We are on different paths from the Great Sage in the North District. The wizards that our experiments can benefit far surpass the Curse Seal of the North District in terms of breadth and intensity. If the Great Sage in the North District raised the average magic level of the wizard from 1 to 5, then the experiments we conducted can increase the average magic level of the entire wizard world from 10 to 100... We are on a different level track, and you should not be confused because of her."
"We...I don't..."
"I've heard a sentence," Professor Monteria interrupted Ai Ai's voice again, and reached out his hand: "Laminar bone biting forceps..."
Gan Ning was a little rushed to pull out the silver bone-biting clamp and watched it fly towards the professor impatiently.
"The sentence is, 'If you don't have money, then money means everything; if you lack confidence, then confidence means everything'. Now I'll give you this sentence..." The professor looked at the clamp and flexibly biting the experiment body, and said in a very soft voice: "If you lack faith, then faith means everything."
The young wizard lowered his head and received the professor's reprimand.
The sound of the metal utensils colliding sounded again in this quiet laboratory. Professor Monteria lowered her head and started working again: "What do you think of the children I just mentioned?"
"As soon as possible, a test subject with the strength of a great wizard can be selected, and the black wizard in the wanted order... let them think they have completed the hunting mission." Gan Ning replied without hesitation. Obviously, this idea has been circling in his mind for a long time: "As for us, I think the mask replacement that Riven proposed before is a good way to hide his eyes..."
"It's a good idea, but it's not the root cause."
The professor's tone did not fluctuate at all: "After the winter vacation, they will eventually return to school, and we have been staying in school... As you said, they are still young and will not ignore the darkness in front of them. If they find signs of crows in school again, out of the mentality of making up for their mistakes, they may chase them even harder."
His words made the young assistant a little uneasy.
‘Basic treatment’ has always represented some bad meanings in this kind of dialogue.
"Professor, those children are very talented and are highly valued by the school." He tried to remind him tactfully: "We have no way for people to ignore their existence."
"Do you think I want to murder them?" Professor Monteria was amused by the stupid words of his assistant and chuckled in a rare manner: "I mean, let them join the crows instead of standing opposite to the crows."
This requirement seems even more incredible.
"With their talent, there is no reason to join the crow?" Gan Ning looked confused.
"Who said they must join the crow?" The professor focused on the experiment, as if he did not realize the secondary psychological impact of his replies on the crow behind him.
"Hmm?" Gan Ning seemed to be unable to grasp the professor's words, and a hint of astonishment appeared in his eyes.
Professor Monteria stopped the work, raised her head, and looked at him seriously.
"Who said they had to take the initiative to add crows."
He repeated what he had just said, but this time, he did not use rhetorical questions, but instead used a more affirmative tone.