Chapter 68 The Hunting Team in the Late Night Campus
"I think this is good."
When Zheng Qing vaguely mentioned to Lin Guo the hidden dangers caused by "chaotic time", the little wizard replied firmly.
The two of them stood at the patrol meeting place by the lake, with the cold wind blowing, and the atmosphere seemed a little stiff for a moment.
The temperature is already a bit low in late autumn. Although Linzhong Lake can slightly affect the surrounding temperature to some extent, it is still powerless against the cold wind passing over the lake.
"The weather is getting colder..." The young public-funded student smiled dryly and changed the subject. At the same time, he stuffed the pile of materials in his hand into the gray cloth bag again, and then wrapped his velvet cloak tighter around him.
Lin Guo seemed to be a little overwhelmed by the slightly awkward atmosphere between the two, and stiffly agreed: "Fortunately, the school has issued coats... they are very warm to wear."
As time slowly slips into winter, patrols, especially night patrols, gradually become a chore. For this reason, the school working committee specially provides warm coats and cloaks for each wizard on the patrol team. It's just these 'work clothes'
They are all stored in cabins by the lake and can only be worn when patrolling.
Zheng Qing nodded and did not continue the previous topic.
Perhaps it was indeed a bit rash, he thought to himself. For any wizard, time and soul are two very private areas. He should change to a warmer environment and find a more relaxed way to talk to Lin Guo about this matter.
"No matter what, I think you should talk to a professor." The young public-funded student did not give up in the end: "Any professor will do."
Lin Guo's expression softened a little.
He could still feel the concern in Zheng Qing's tone.
The little wizard had a straight face and nodded imperceptibly.
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When all the members of the patrol team arrived, a middle-aged school janitor took the place of old man Verne and stood in front of the team loudly assigning today's patrol tasks.
The patrol members whispered to each other. Zheng Qing focused on catching the individual words that escaped the mouths of the senior students, and did not even hear the name of the new person in charge.
So when the middle-aged school janitor stood in front of him, the young public-funded student was speechless except for making his already pale face even paler.
"Are you sick?" Unexpectedly, the middle-aged school janitor's attitude was very gentle.
He glanced at the young wizard and added: "If you don't feel well today, you can go back and rest first... Just make up for the missed patrol mission another day. Fill out a form and report it before leaving."
When Zheng Qing heard the first half of the sentence, he was a little excited and moved in his heart.
But the next sentence immediately suppressed his plans to ask for leave.
"It doesn't matter." The young wizard blew his nose and muttered: "It's a bit cold today, it's just a cold... I can hold on."
Besides, I hate filling out forms. He muttered unhappily in his heart.
"Very good!" The middle-aged school administrator patted his shoulder encouragingly, and then patiently assigned the two freshmen their patrol tasks for the day.
It's no different than before.
It is still the patrol area along the lake corridor on the west bank of Linzhong Lake - the relatively easiest section of the entire night patrol.
There are no grass burrows to entangle your feet, and there will be no bugs running around burrowing into your trouser legs along your ankles. You just need to walk back and forth along the dry, flat corridors, and at most pay attention to the lakeside, and don't let the kappas who hunt for wild food climb up.
The embankment will do.
"I've always been curious why kappas don't hibernate." When Zheng Qing used his stick to poke this little thing full of fangs into the lake again, he couldn't help complaining: "Both frogs and water snakes know how to stay in winter.
Warmer water bottom...why are they so stupid!"
"Because they want to go to the shore to bask in the moon." Lin Guo replied gloomily, lowering his head.
Perhaps the conversation not long ago affected the little wizard's mood, and his mood always seemed a little depressed.
Zheng Qing sighed and looked back.
Lin Guo's big black sheep with coiled horns kicked its hooves and followed the two young wizards leisurely. There was a furry little fox nestled between the black sheep's horns.
It's Poseidon.
Before today's patrol, Zheng Qing finally remembered this incident and hurriedly ran to the office building of the school working committee and filled out a bunch of forms.
It's just that the little fox obviously failed its owner and seemed a little dissatisfied with being dragged out of bed to bask in the moon on a cold day. So from the beginning, it lay on top of the black goat's head with a 'non-violent non-cooperation' attitude.
"Do you know where Uncle Verne went?" The young public-funded student changed the topic and tried to divert the little wizard's attention.
But obviously, the topic he chose made the atmosphere heavier.
"It is said that because of the incident where he encountered a wild demon during the night patrol last week, Uncle Verne was expelled from the school for dereliction of duty..." Lin Guo's mood became increasingly depressed: "But I heard from the seniors that he is still
He is the ferryman on the silent river."
Zheng Qing had also heard a lot about Verne's plight.
According to rumors, the old man's resignation seems to be related to the game between the two vice-principals - because Verne is the senior member of the school working committee and an important assistant to vice-principal Ruoyu, and he belongs to the conservative side of the school.
Many of Vice President Shi Hui's reform plans were forced to stop due to the obstruction of these old people. Therefore, there is a profound meaning behind this resignation.
Although Zheng Qing did not sneer at these rumors, he did not take them to heart either.
He is just a pink freshman in the first year of First University.
Even if you are lucky enough to become a public-funded student, and then be lucky enough to receive a Merlin Medal - it is nothing more than that. For this school with a profound foundation and many talented people, it is just a relatively bright spot on the towering tree.
Just leaves.
There is absolutely no position or ability to influence whether this big tree should grow to heights or to all sides.
Zheng Qing wisely ended the topic of old man Verne.
He made another disturbing discovery.
"Are there a few figures in the woods over there?" The young public-funded student poked the little wizard next to him, his voice a little nervous: "Are they students escaping for the night? Or is the fishman in the lake coming ashore again? Do we want to
Alert other patrols?"
Lin Guo squinted, looked at it carefully for a moment, and shook his head.
"It's the hunting teams in the school that are training at night." The little wizard gave him a strange look: "The uncle just said it before assigning tasks, because it will be moon hunting soon, and each hunting team will strengthen night training recently.
The intensity...didn’t you hear it?”
Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly and laughed haha.
It was impossible for him to admit that he had only listened to the nonsense chatter of the senior students next to him, and had not paid any attention to what the middle-aged school janitor in front of him said.
While they were talking, the hunting team training at night was very close to the two of them.
He seemed to notice the curious looks of the two young patrol members.
A tall and thin wizard turned around, looked at them a few times, and then quietly discussed with his companions before walking straight towards this side.
"Zheng Qing?" The tall and lanky wizard greeted Zheng Qing from a few meters away and stretched out his hand to Zheng Qing: "I won't disturb your patrol..."
Zheng Qing hesitated, grabbed the other person's hand and shook it.
Although he seemed kind-hearted, he confirmed that he did not recognize the tall and lanky wizard in front of him.
"Hello, are you..." The young wizard sounded hesitant.
"Ah, I haven't introduced myself yet." The tall and thin wizard showed a bright smile: "Let me introduce myself... My name is Deng Xiaojian, Deng from Deng Lin, small from big and small, from sword to sword... My friends all call me 'Deng Zi'.