The small gray-white fish shuttled briskly through the mist.
These little beings condensed from the mist have slender bodies and agile movements. They chase each other in small groups and bite each other. In the blink of an eye, thousands of small fish disappear into the bellies of their companions.
The body of the little fish that devoured its companions became thicker, and its face became clearer. It had round eyes, a wide mouth, and an airy cavity on its back, making it look like a small whale.
These little whales are still biting and devouring each other, growing and growing in this mist-shrouded world.
till the end.
The only surviving small fish has turned into a giant.
When it flicks its tail on one side of the foggy sea, huge waves will rise on the other side of the sea; it opens its mouth and inhales hard, and the fog in the whole world becomes much thinner.
"There is something under the fog!" Zheng Qing grabbed the brass telescope hard, almost stuffing his eyeballs into it.
Before waiting for the big bosses and wizards on the presidium to arrive, the young public-sponsored student, bored out of his mind, began to carefully watch the story shrouded in the fog above the hunting ground.
A very cliche story about the big fish eating the small fish and the small fish eating the shrimp.
The only thing that is addictive is that the small fish that are constantly evolving during the bite are so vivid, as if they are real creatures.
More than once, Zheng Qing saw fry that had just broken through their cell membranes being swallowed by finger-sized hunters; he saw small fish with their tails bitten off rolling around in the mist, trying hard to prey on weaker ones. The white mist continued to flow from
It spreads from their wounds and accumulates through their bites.
This path of evolution is so cruel that young public-funded students do not dare to ask the doctor whether these creatures in the fog are real or fake.
Until the last big fish swallowed most of the fog in one gulp.
"There is something under the fog!" Zheng Qing stared closely at the place where the fog was thin, opening his eyes wide, trying to see clearly the scene shrouded in the fog.
His shout resonated with many people.
"How do I see that there is a big desert below?" Duan Xiaojian turned the telescope in his hand and looked a little surprised: "Could it be that the theme of this year's hunting competition is 'Desert Hunting'... Oops, what a big storm!"
"Where did the storm come from! It's bugs! There are so many bugs!" Li Meng interrupted him and screamed: "It's so disgusting...it's all bugs...Cousin, let's go back, we'll have nightmares after watching this tonight!"
"Where are the insects?" Jiang Yu comforted the little witch, her voice a little confused: "What I see is a vast sea... maybe a big lake? There are egrets standing on dead trees on the water."
Zheng Qing was just about to open his mouth to share what he saw. When he heard everyone talking about it, his heart suddenly pounded. He couldn't help but turn the telescope again and start looking again.
What he saw was a lush grassland.
There are soft carpet grass, rough cowgrass, tall basil, baby's breath covered with small white flowers, blooming hyacinths, etc. If there is another willow tree among the grass, a shepherd boy taking a nap, a foraging dog
Big scalper, that is truly a very poetic picture.
Before he could see clearly, the air cavity on the big fish's back suddenly opened, like a volcano erupting, and billowing mist surged out, flooding the center of the hunting ground again in the blink of an eye.
Zheng Qing blinked, and finally couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and turned to look at Xiao Xiao.
"What's below? Can you see clearly?"
Xiao Xiao hesitated for a moment and shook his head rarely, saying that he didn't know.
Zheng Qing did not ridicule him.
He suddenly remembered a problem he had struggled with before.
"Isn't this hunting ground a bit small?" The young public-funded student opened his arms and gestured, asking: "If it is used to play a football match, it will definitely be more than enough...but for hunting monsters?"
As he spoke, he shook his head repeatedly.
"I put on my armor and ran ten laps in this field, and I'm afraid I won't even be able to use it for a minute." Zheng Qing finally thought of a suitable example and couldn't help complaining: "I've watched many monster hunting competitions.
In the actual records, those hunting teams often traveled dozens of miles and traveled for more than ten days...Are they all staging a 'fight between trapped animals' in such a small hunting ground?"
"Probably not." Xiao Xiao denied, but seemed a little confused, and finally just said: "Wait a little longer...we will know after a while."
While he was talking, the flags around the hunting ground suddenly flapped, and a sudden strong wind fell in the center of the fog.
The big fish in the sea of fog seemed to have taken stimulants, flapping their tail fins crazily, stirring up the fog, and riding on the wind, soared upwards.
"Kun...Kunpeng??" Zheng Qing stammered as he looked at the figure that was constantly changing in mid-air.
He was not the only one to lose his composure.
Shocked screams rang out from the stands on all sides of the hunting ground.
"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun..."
"When it turns into a bird, its name is Peng..."
"Flying in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky..."
"The water hits three thousand miles and surges up to ninety thousand miles..."
"Absolute cloud energy, holding back the blue sky..."
After a short period of astonishment, the young wizards seemed to be inspired by the 'Kun' struggling out of the fog, and they couldn't help but sing Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou".
But before finishing a single article, it came to an abrupt end.
The big fish that broke free from the sea of fog had not yet flown high when a thick horned dragon suddenly swooped out from the depths of the fog and swallowed the bird-fish that was about to transform into a roc.
The fog rolled in and gradually subsided a lot.
The hunting ground was silent.
Everyone stared at this scene blankly, stunned and speechless.
"Disappointed." Li Meng summed up her mood in one word.
"Here we come!" Xiao Xiao suddenly tugged on Zheng Qing's sleeve.
Although there was no explanation, Zheng Qing immediately understood the doctor's unfinished meaning.
He turned to look at the podium.
Under the red curtain, on the three high-backed chairs in the first row, three figures in black robes appeared at some point.
"On the left is the Speaker of the Moon Council, on the right is the Speaker of the Wizards Council... The principal is sitting in the middle." Xiao Xiao also held a brass telescope in his hand and introduced in a low voice quickly.
Zheng Qing tried hard to turn the telescope in his hand, but no matter how he adjusted the focus, the three black figures in his sight were always as hazy as mist.
Giving people the feeling that they are in another world.
"I still can't see clearly." The young public-funded student finally dropped the telescope in frustration and said in a somewhat indignant tone: "That cheating hawker from Wandering... I will file a complaint against him later!"
Xiao Xiao shook his head, he knew what Zheng Qing was angry about.
"If you can see his face so easily, then he is not the president of First University." The doctor murmured while holding up the telescope and carefully looking at the rostrum.
Zheng Qing sighed and did not argue, but raised the telescope in his hand again.