Professor Monteria is not the only one who is wrong.
Ever since news of the Green Dragon's accident broke out in the Silent Forest last weekend, Zheng Qing has paid special attention to the reactions inside and outside the school. But what made him speechless was that the whole incident seemed to be based on the report in the "Beta Town Post"
Here, the "Daily Bugle", "Ganges Daily" and other newspapers, which usually chased all kinds of rumors like smelly flies, all fell silent on this matter, as if they didn't know what was happening in the woods.
A murder occurred.
There is very little discussion about this matter even in Wandering Bar and in various corners of the school. It is understandable that the students react slowly to a green dragon that died in the Silent Forest, but why do the dark wizards in Wandering Bar keep silent?
This is very abnormal.
Considering the speed and perfunctoryness of the school's handling of crow-related cases, it's hard not to think deeply and be horrified.
Zheng Qing had a vague feeling. It seemed that the longer he searched, the thicker the fog in front of him became, leaving him at a loss. There were so many clues about the crow that he could almost weave them into a robe, but there were just a few missing.
The key buttons keep this robe from taking shape.
"...Have your devil friends not inquired about this recently?"
In the study room on Thursday afternoon, Xiao Xiao was a little annoyed by Zheng Qing's nagging, and finally couldn't help complaining: "If even the devil doesn't care about that green dragon, you really don't need to spend so much time on it.
.There are two weeks left until final exam week, and what you should be most concerned about now is your test scores in nearly thirty courses! And your graduation thesis!"
Thursday afternoon was supposed to be a class at Edge College.
However, due to the fact that the end of the term was approaching, and the Edge College was busy preparing for the founding ceremony, and the unexpected impact of the experimental accident of the 'Giant Soldier' project, Zheng Qing's class was cancelled. At the same time, he followed him to carry out volunteer service
The young wizards of Astronomy Class 08-1 also have no mission.
Then, everyone has an extra afternoon of 'leisure'.
At this time, it is impossible to have a holiday. It makes no sense for a certain class to have a holiday when the rest of the college is in class. But as the end of the term is approaching, there is no need to arrange other volunteer services. After going back and forth, Lao Yao simply let everyone study by themselves.
This is good news for everyone.
"It's not that I put too much thought into this matter."
Hearing the doctor's complaint, Zheng Qing sighed in frustration: "There is a word called 'like stuck in the throat', do you know? Fish bones are stuck in the throat, making people uncomfortable even swallowing... But who can bear it?
How many weeks can we live without swallowing our saliva? As for those devils, probably because the end of the semester is approaching, they have been very low-key recently and no one is talking about meetings."
"You can drink some vinegar. Vinegar can soften the fish bones." Fatty Xin, who was reviewing the submissions for the school newspaper, gave his suggestion without raising his head: "Or with your physical ability, you can just slit your throat and remove the fish bones."
It won’t have much impact if we come out.”
"What he needs is not vinegar, but ginger cat fruit."
Zhang Jixin on the other side repeated his brother's experience with confidence: "My brother said that students who are about to graduate will all have this kind of situation - upset, absent-minded, mentally weak, etc. - the ginger cat fruit is for
Prepared at this time.”
The cat fruit here is not the fruit from Zheng Qing’s cat fruit tree, but the active ingredient used in many placebos. The turmeric color is a sign of its maturity. Among them, the most widely used demulcent by students can be used
To calm irritability and help wizards focus.
Of course, the most important thing is that this magic potion is not an illegal drug like Hu Meizi dried feces powder. Especially fourth grade students, as long as they go to the school hospital and say a few words that they are "upset" and "can't sleep", they can always get rid of it.
Get a satisfying dose.
Listening to these unreliable suggestions, Zheng Qing knew that he could not expect more from his companions.
He sighed again, lowered his head, and rechecked his magic cosmology homework - in dimensional theory, Thomson's atomic model is used to explain the possible shape of the universe. Ask, this universe model is also called ()
Zheng Qing skillfully sketched the three options ‘A, B, and C’.
He was very impressed by this universe model, because in the entire magical cosmology, there seemed to be only one model that used various foods to describe the shape of the universe, which made him very suspicious whether the wizard who originally named this model was a dessert lover.
Xiao Xiao pushed his arm.
"...You reminded me just now when you said 'something's wrong'." The doctor adjusted his glasses and looked curious: "The day before yesterday, you said you wanted to divine something about Professor Monteria. What was the result?"
Fatty Xin and Zhang Jixin both raised their heads and looked at Zheng Qing.
For these young people, daring to 'provoke' a great wizard, no matter what the outcome, is admirable. This fun is much more interesting than boring homework or manuscripts.
Zheng Qing drooped his face and said angrily: "Since I am still sitting here in high spirits, naturally there is no result... Do you believe that I have deduced that Professor Monteria is a dead person three times in a row?"
The other three people suddenly burst into laughter.
In everyone's opinion, the only possibility to draw this absurd conclusion is that Zheng Qing ran into the great wizard's confusion spell while doing divination.
Xiao Xiao wanted to say something, but suddenly there was some commotion in the study room.
Several people looked at the place where the commotion occurred.
It's the entrance to the study room.
There was a strange witch standing at the door, leaning her head and looking around. She was wearing a black robe, tall and had a lock of silver hair on her forehead. Her whole body exuded an aura that was incompatible with First University.
Zheng Qing felt something in his heart, and suddenly had an unknown premonition.
Maybe he noticed the curious eyes in the room.
The witch simply took a step forward, entered the study room, and said politely: "——I'm looking for Zheng Qing."
The crisp and sweet voice echoed in the small study room, completely shattering Zheng Qing's last extravagant hope. The classmates skillfully raised their heads, turned their heads, smiled, and looked at a corner of the room.
Zheng Qing felt that this scene was particularly familiar, as if it was not the first time he had experienced this kind of thing - which was indeed the case - almost at the same time this thought flashed through his mind, the classmate sitting at the door repeated the strange witch in a loud voice
Appeal: "Zheng Qing? Zheng Qing! Someone is looking for you!"
The boy carefully glanced at the direction of Jiang Yu's seat. Thank God, she did not turn her head along with the others, and also stopped Li Meng from joining in the fun.
But Zheng Qing was a little unsure whether this was a good thing or not.