"The Three Fork Sword...well, to be precise, it was the school's news that the Three Fork Sword was notified."
“How to say it?”
"A hunting team in the school discovered a new illegal laboratory somewhere in the Silent Forest, which was related to crows." Zheng Qing briefly conveyed the information he had just received to several companions, as if he noticed the expression on Dylan's face that he was reluctant to speak. He raised his hand and whispered a little calmer, adding: "...It's not the kind of specious information we have received. The school's news is very reliable. Investigators have confirmed that a wizard wearing a crow mask has entered and exited the laboratory in the past few days."
The last sentence made several companions lit up.
It seemed that in an instant, the aura on this wasteland became much more friendly, and the vicious sun above his head seemed warm and hospitable.
Rumble.
A huge blue figure appeared at the end of the wasteland in the distance, running towards them like a hill. The heavy footsteps buzzed the ground, and the small stones jumped into crackling. As the distance got closer, the figure became smaller and smaller. Until it was close, the figure was no different from ordinary people.
"It's over?"
Fatty Xin was holding a wide-mouthed glass bottle in his arms, and the bottle was filled with fat Peruvian red scorpions. They waved their big pliers, hugging each other, holding a bunch. Even through the glass bottle, Zheng Qing seemed to be able to hear the rustling sounds of these insects.
"It's a great harvest." Mr. Vampire were floating to the fat wizard like a fog, and he stretched his head and looked into the bottle: "How do you plan to eat them?"
"Frying is of course the best, but you can't fry too much, because it's too fast. I prefer to fry one-third of the frying, one-third of the carbon roast, and one-third of the remaining one-third soak the wine... soak them in the green bees, and the taste is, tsk." Fatty Xin described it with a slut, but at the end, he changed his subject: "In addition, the doctor guessed it well. When I caught the scorpion, I checked it. Within a radius of dozens of miles, these scorpions have become the top of the food chain, and there is no trace of predators that are bigger than it."
Zheng Qing thoughtfully touched the talisman gun hanging around his waist.
"In other words, either, these scorpions are powerful enough to dominate this wasteland." He glanced at the small grave he had kicked out before and shook his head: "Or, it was the fallen wizard who was still hiding in this area..."
"What about us now? Leave it behind and go back to school?" Xiao Xiao frowned and looked back at the salt mine ruins they had just investigated not far behind him.
On the other hand, Dylan had already explained the current situation to the fat wizard in a low voice and quickly.
"You can't leave." Lan Bi, who rarely speaks on weekdays, unexpectedly expressed his attitude. He looked at Zheng Qing with a firm look and shook his head with a very small amplitude.
"I can't leave!"
The fat wizard who had figured out the situation also started to yell: "Although the doctor burned the corpses that were bitten by demons, if we leave now, before the Sancha Sword sends the next hunting team over, God knows how many more murders the fallen wizard will cause... Although I like the red scorpion, I don't want the only one kind of insect left in this wasteland!"
"But, we have no time."
Zheng Qing sighed, took out a silver knife, cut a small mouth on his finger, sprinkled it around, and then quickly wrapped it with a bandage, applying a layer of ointment with a strong smell to the wound.
The red scorpions in the wide-mouth bottle seemed drunk, waving their giant claws frantically, and the knocking bodies made a sound. Outside the wide-mouth bottle, under the stones and gravel in the wasteland, one by one, a few maroon figures defeated the trembling from the depths of the soul, and looked in the same direction greedily.
"If you want to eat, catch more," Zheng Qing looked at Fatty Xin calmly, and stretched his fingers to the gray cloth bag: "They are all yours, you can eat half of them and soak half of them."
The fat wizard glanced at his captain in surprise.
"Oh, look at this young hunter. Last year, no, when I came to school the previous year, my eyes were as innocent and panicked as a newborn Bambi (deer), but now, tsk," he waved his arms exaggeratedly: "Now his eyes are as cold and ruthless as an eagle."
Accompanied by the fat wizard's waving arms, slender vines poked out from the void like tentacles, rolled up the red scorpions that emerged from the gaps in the wasteland, and quickly shrank back.
"Why is it 'Banbi', not Bonnie, Katie, Papi?" Zheng Qing tilted his head, with a hint of curiosity in his tone. He took out a small wooden box from the gray cloth bag and opened it. Inside it was a row of neat talisman bullets. In the bright sunlight, a thin but eye-catching red halo appeared on the surface of the talisman bullets.
"First of all, I like dogs, so you can't be a Pappy; secondly, Katie is a woman, and you don't want to be a female cat, right? Finally, out of kindness, I didn't let you be a rabbit." The fat wizard replied seriously, throwing the first wide-mouthed bottle stuffed with red scorpions into his watch, and taking out a larger bottle.
Zheng Qing huh.
"I thought you prefer Tuantuan instead of edamame." His fingertips slid over the talisman bullets in the box one by one, and finally chose the one with the dimmest halo, took it out, and stuffed it into the talisman gun.
call!
Huh!
A tall figure in a ragged cloak slowly emerged from the wasteland not far from the young wizards. It bent its back, its eyes under its hood flashed with a manic red light, staring at the direction where Zheng Qing was. Its heavy breathing was like a huge bellows swelling, causing heavy pressure to fall from all directions.
Bang!
A dazzling red light flashed at the muzzle of the raised talisman, and a thunder sounded in the void. The tall figure arched from the saline-alkali land had not yet completely solidified, but collapsed in the blood-red talisman bomb, turning into a bunch of ashes in the air.
“Time is tight.”
The captain of Yusu Hunting Team seemed to be infected by Lanqin's classmate and became rude to words: "Catching, transferring, and aftermath will take a lot of time and energy... Anyway, it's out of help, so it's better to destroy it directly."
Xiao Xiao shrugged without expressing his opinion.
Dylan raised a thumbs up with appreciation, stopped, and added a second thumb: "At this moment, you are more like a student from Star Academy than me."
Zheng Qing silently put away the talisman gun and hung it back to his waist.
Although this winter vacation hunting was only more than half a month, it gave him a deeper understanding of the wizard world. The more he saw, the colder his heart became. Zheng Qing found that he could no longer sympathize with the depraved wizards as he did at the beginning.
Compassion and empathy seem to be the only two things he has been regressing in his rapid growth process.