Hunting College

Several similar but completely different voices came from the newly split mouths on the tentacles, and at the same time echoed in the ears of the young wizards, appearing muddy and noisy. At the same time, those dark eyes purring aimlessly, made the noise a little weird.

Zheng Qing refused to believe a word of what this antenna said.

Just like the old school wizards often say, ‘if you can’t see where its brain is, never believe it can think, don’t believe every word it says. ’

Zheng Qing didn't think there was a brain on this antenna.

And he didn't see where the old house owner's mind grew from behind the door.

"Patients usually think that they are not sick, so you feel that you are very stable and can't explain any problems." The young public-sponsored student implicitly and resolutely rejected that antennae's plan to continue to listen to the hunting team meeting, pointing with a talisman gun, indicating It retracted behind the door: "Besides... If you don't mind, we hope to have a little private space."

"I'm just coming out to see if the soup is ready." The tentacles politely retracted the eyes and mouth that had just grown on it, and retracted it calmly.

When passing by the cauldron, the antennae plunged into the mushroom soup again and stirred.

The gurgling soup was silent for a moment, and then it sounded silently again. There was a tempting smell in the air, the aroma of mushrooms and meat mixed together.

Zheng Qing retracted his gaze with a stern face, and tried his best to shield the rustling sound that was about to sound behind the door. He was very curious why the owner of the old house had such a deep obsession with mushroom soup.

He was also very curious whether that boiled tentacles would be chewed and eaten by the owner of the old house after returning to the door.

It looks delicious after all, and it should be almost cooked.

The wizard shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the frightening thoughts in his mind. He felt that he should also drink a bottle of Lourdes holy water to wash away the bad luck in his head.

"...Although I disagree with what he said, I must admit that what he said is very reasonable." Xiao Xiao cleared his throat and reopened the meeting in the small circle: "The risk of using the Forgetting Curse is too great, and we cannot afford it."

"Even if we can afford it, who of us has the ability to erase a certain memory of a great wizard?" Zheng Qing agreed with the doctor's point of view, but also gave up the idea: "The possibility of marking him as an idiot is even higher. a little."

"Physical forgetting method?" Xiao Xiao squeezed his chin thoughtfully and nodded: "It can indeed be included in the options...The only drawback is that this method is too uncertain-which part of the memory? The uncertainty that is eliminated, as well as the backlash during the elimination of operations, are uncertain."

This suggestion accidentally sparked heated discussions in small circles.

"The fat man made his fist a little bigger, then grabbed a rock from the mountain and smashed it hard."

"...I wonder if there is any option for dizziness in his head."

"Don't persuade... Never be like a softie in front of the enemy, that will make you lose the last hope of victory. We are hunters of sin! We are students of the first university! We are invincible!"

"Sounds really uplifting." Fatty Xin absently commented: "But we always have to think of a perfect plan... Anyway, we are also students of the first university, not tauren with muscles growing into our brains."

Zhang Jixin put up a finger and shook it in front of the fat man's nose: "Don't pretend that you are smart in front of the black wizard. Just be stupid. It's the smartest way to move directly."

The fat man remained unmoved, still trying to use his brain: "Then what do you think we should discuss directly with him and knock him out? This is also for his benefit."

"Good idea," the red-faced wizard glanced at the black cauldron not far away: "If you are willing to be thrown into the cauldron and take a hot bath with mushrooms... If you are lucky, you will still be able to cook well. Help us fish out that golden bean before."

"According to the general memory principle, the more profound the memory, the less easily it will be erased." Jiang Yu also joined the discussion, but she was not optimistic about this reckless suggestion: "Even if he doesn't resist... we beat him to amnesia , I think those memories from the starry sky will not necessarily be erased. On the contrary, they will completely fall into this world because they lose the control of consciousness."

"Turn into a real starry family." Xiao Xiao nodded: "This is indeed a very likely thing."

Listening to these increasingly bizarre conversations, Zheng Qing finally couldn't help but uttered aloud, interrupting the discussion among several teammates.

"Are you all serious?" The young public student opened his eyes, looked at the doctor, and then looked at other people: "I just made a joke!"

"But we are not." Zhang Jixin glanced at the wizard in surprise, as if he was curious that he would joke about such things: "We are serious."

"As long as there is a possibility of one in ten thousand, this suggestion is not a joke." Xiao Xiao helped his glasses and added with a serious expression: "...we need to grasp as many possibilities as possible."

With that said, the fortuneteller of the Evil Hunter wrote the second plan on the parchment, physical forgetting, briefly described the content of the plan, and drew a pentagram after the plan.

Zheng Qing caught a glimpse of two pentagrams drawn behind the first project, the "Forgetting Curse".

It seems that those pentagrams should represent the degree of difficulty of implementation of the plan.

Then write down the three words'Proposal Three' with a quill pen.

"Any other suggestions?" Xiao Xiao looked around, especially at Nikita: "Anyone, any suggestion is okay... We are now a whole. We share weal and woe.

The banshee lowered her eyelids, covered her scarlet eyes, pretending not to see the inquisitive eyes of the little wizard ~www.ltnovel.com~ She wished these young wizards could not find their way home.

There was a brief silence in the small courtyard. This time, there was no heavy breathing from the young wizards and the sound of the ampoule cap being pulled off, nor the sound of the old house owner rustling tentacles behind the door.

Everyone can only hear the mushroom soup gurgling boiling in the cauldron, and the slight cracking of bubbles after colliding with the ceramic wall.

Fatty Xin said softly.

"Hey, how did I forget this." He flipped his watch and found out a small jar of clear liquid: "Veritaserum can make wizards lose consciousness and then fall into a special state of calm... and this."

As he said, he swiped the menu projected by the watch, and soon another small bottle appeared, which also contained some clear liquid.

"Peaceful whiskey, the neutralizer that eliminates all conflicts-La Plata water." He raised the small bottle in his hand, as if toasting to the air: "Now, I only lack a little Tochili wood. "