Hunting College

Mr. Wu took Zheng Qing and fell from the sky, slowly descending towards the northern district of the town.

The direction is clear.

There was a street where he fell, called Gu Diao Street.

There is a small pub on the street called Sakura Tavern.

The closer the distance to the tavern, the more disturbed Zheng Qing's mood - he didn't think that his husband didn't know the relationship between him and Korma-senpai, but the husband still took him from a different perspective. What is the profound meaning?

The boy was unpredictable for a while, so he could only put this doubt into his stomach.

In the process of whereabouts, the husband did not remain silent, but chatted with Zheng Qing like a chat:

"What do you think is a wizard?"

Zheng Qing recalled the definitions in textbooks and dictionaries, and tentatively replied: "...a forerunner who pursues the truth? Or a person who knows magic?"

The husband smiled.

"These statements are correct, but they are not profound enough." He raised his hand and drew an arc in front of him, as if stroking the whole university, his voice seemed a little vague: "...In fact, most wizards are just a group of chasing Poor bug of time."

"The wizard's obsession with time is the same as Bai Ding's obsession with money."

"Just like for Bai Ding, money is never too much. For wizards, time is never enough. So few wizards are willing to stay in Bai Ding's time. On the one hand, it is because of the wizard's code and the silent effect. On the other hand, it is also because the Baiding world is too barren and lacks long-term biomass...On the contrary, the new world has a lot of substances that can sublimate life. This is why young people with ideals like to work outside."

The northern district is called the concave district. In addition to gathering a large number of jugglers here, it is also because there are not enough ideas here? Zheng Qing immediately combined her husband's words with the current situation.

Then he put forward his own view-just like a good student who tried to show attendance and good questioning in class: "I remember the book said that time is the most accurate measurement?"

"Indeed, many people insist on this view." Mr. nodded, but didn't care:

"But believing a book is worse than having no book... Wizards' preference for time makes them believe that time is the most accurate measurement. Just like many people who use money as a sign of success. In fact, every dimension should have its own Unique and precise weights and measures. Time only covers a slightly wider range."

The husband is always so reasonable.

Zheng Qing nodded secretly, his expression becoming more sincere.

The husband glanced at him:

"I originally thought that natural growth will bring natural fruits, and the seeds of'order' can affect everything. I considered all aspects and many details. But I ignored the most basic part."

"Cityman, you have; petty citizens, so are you; good students, you have always done this."

"The only thing I didn't expect was that you read too many books, so that you, who grew up in a world of pragmatism, were full of romantic thoughts in your mind-for those elves and friends. It’s the same for myself."

"The question and answer just now confirmed my opinion."

"Alpha people often say that Jiuyou is a group of nerds, and you have a bookish and dull spirit. But this is not my hope for you. Your pattern should be bigger."

"Quality wins literature, then the wild, the literature wins the history, the gentleman, then the gentleman."

"Starting today, I will take you around and look around, so that you can re-understand the world and re-examine your own essence. Knowing others is wise, knowing oneself knows... The content of the first lesson is born as a person. What do you think of human (ren)."

After the words fell, the two figures also fell on the second floor of the Sakura Tavern.

Going through the wall and entering the house directly landed in the center of the lobby on the second floor.

The hall was very busy with people coming and going, but no one was making loud noises, and it seemed quiet and solemn—unexpected by Zheng Qing, everyone turned a blind eye to the two bodies that appeared suddenly in the middle of the hall. Sister, the same is true.

Not seen for a few days, Senior Sister Korma-or more formal with the title of'Great Sage'-has a little more majestic aura on her body, sitting like a queen on the'Throne' at the end of the hall. on. It was a simple but heavy black high-backed chair, sitting on a stone platform, nearly half a meter taller than all the surrounding chairs.

I don't know if it is an illusion, Zheng Qing feels that the figure of Senior Sister Korma looks very tall in this hall.

The round tables in the original hall were removed at some point, and what was left was a long table with sauce-red velvet tablecloths on both sides, like two rows of ceremonial guards under inspection, neat and quiet.

Also neat and quiet, there are the ‘northern wizards’ sitting behind a long table.

They were the first batch of young conjurers to obtain the curse. Following in the footsteps of the great sage of Korma, many people dyed their hair white, but they did not dye all of them white, leaving a lock of hair dyed white. To show respect.

There are two things on the table in front of every wizard in the North District. On the right is a book of Dharma, and on the left is a frog. The frogs are all alive. I don't know if they have been given medicine or not. They all lie quietly on the plate with their eyes closed, motionless. Only when they occasionally bulge their belly can they prove that they are still alive.

A skinny middle-aged juggler, wearing a slightly gorgeous plain robe, crawling between the long tables and under the black chairs, whispered something in his mouth.

Zheng Qing listened for a while before he understood that he was bragging about his contribution to the magician.

The middle-aged juggler is in charge of a chamber of commerce in the northern district of Beta Town, and is responsible for purchasing the herbs and other magic materials collected by the jugglers from the Silent Forest. Occasionally, he also acts as a broker, providing suitable candidates for alchemy workshops that lack labor.

According to the words of the juggler, during his years of work, he has provided work for thousands of jugglers and maintained the lives of hundreds of jugglers’ families, which is useful to the North District~www.ltnovel.com~ It is worthy of a curse seal from the great sage.

Of course, the juggler’s rhetoric was more euphemistic than Zheng Qing understood. He didn’t even make it clear that he deserved a curse seal as a reward, and most of his words were complimenting the great sage of Kormar for his outstanding achievements in the North contribution.

It's just that Zheng Qing listened that way.

The young wizard felt a little tired.

Sister Colmar seems to feel the same way.

"understood."

The great sage waved his hand to signal the middle-aged juggler to retreat, without expressing his opinion.

The magician didn't retreat immediately, just creeping lower.

"Thank you for your mercy." He said respectfully, only raising his voice slightly: "For the prosperity and stability of the North District, I brought a thousand fat living frogs to the Gini Masters... and every month They have brought so much. If I get your approval, I will try to increase this number to five thousand."