Hunting College

When killing, also make sand or sand.

Magical creatures, magical animal phylum, Insecta, Diptera, Sucking family, Super dimension, and time-killing insects.

This is a translucent magic beetle the size of a grain of rice, which feeds on the "time" of other creatures, most like the ‘time’ of magical wizards or other magical creatures.

The creatures that it targets will be plundered for most of the time in a very short period of time, until they die of old age, so this kind of insect is called ‘killing time’ by wizards, which means ‘killing time’.

Where this kind of magic insects entrenched their nests, the entire area of ​​‘time’ would be ‘dried’.

In the initial stage, the animals on this land were dying of old age, followed by plants, microorganisms, bacteria, and viruses. When all the biological time was taken away, it was the turn of non-living creatures.

The running water was air-dried and the stones were eroded, so that in the end, except for the sand, the whole area could not even find the larger stones.

The area desertification caused by such magical creatures is the reason why they are called ‘sandstone’ by wizards.

Because the expressions of "killing time" or "sand stone" are not beautiful enough, in some old-school magician manuscripts, this kind of insect is also called "sand time".

Sand is a social creature.

Most of the sand time society is composed of one sand time mother and hundreds to thousands of ordinary sand time; in some extreme environments, the sand time group will give birth to two or even three sand time mothers to maintain The survival of the entire ethnic group.

Compared with ordinary sand time, the individual of the mother of sand time is terrifying. In almost all magical works, the records about the mother of sand time have descriptions similar to ‘fist size’, ‘big and heavy’, ‘wingless but quick to move’.

The mother of sand time is responsible for laying eggs and reproduction, while maintaining the stability of the nest of sand time. As a magical creature that feeds on time, any kind of nest is inevitable from the risk of overturning. Only the mother of sand time can keep the nest time relative balance.

Ordinary sand time is responsible for collecting ‘time’.

As a kind of "pseudo-super-dimensional" creatures, the sand time is like a bug that clings to the timeline, biting off the timeline bit by bit, eating it into the stomach, and turning it into nourishment for their survival.

No one can understand how time materializes in the belly of these little bugs and becomes a mysterious ‘mortar mortar’, just as wizards still cannot understand how the mortar time strips the timeline of creatures from three-dimensional space.

Although it has a pair of thin wings, it can't fly when it's sand.

These wings are more like the knife and fork and dinner plate when they eat.

When sand is hung on a person's earlobe, a paralytic hormone is secreted and injected into the host's blood through a sharp mouthpart. Then it shakes its wings and makes a pleasant buzzing sound.

When their wings vibrate, they produce a special sound wave that can hypnotize their prey. Of course, some wizards have speculated that the vibration of the wings in the sand can peel off the prey from the three-dimensional space, so that they can extract the timeline.

In any case, the paralytic factors secreted by these little bugs can inhibit some functions of the human brain.

Wizards will only feel bored, frustrated, numb, weak, and so on.

Then time will flow quickly in this emotion.

Wizards hunted by sand do not suffer from illnesses, magic fluctuations, etc. They are only accustomed to being in a daze, accustomed to staring at the notebook scribbling boredly, and accustomed to staring at a flying bug And enjoy it.

Some wizards who are allergic to the secretions of sand may also have symptoms of sleepiness and dry eyelids.

Of course, there are also wizards who fall asleep during the hunting process in the sand time-this helps them a lot. These little bugs can safely extract the timeline of their prey without laboriously shaking their wings or secreting a large amount of paralysis.

"The most precious wealth of mankind is time, and when you kill, your time will pass by inadvertently."

An old wizard with a gray face and a skinny figure summed it up in a soft voice: "Many hosts of the beetle when killing them don't realize that they are parasitized - they just feel that they have wasted some time."

The old wizard's name is Dorag Barton, from the Institute of Magical Biology of the First University, and is a professor specially invited by the school working committee to train the patrol students to capture sand time skills.

The crowds by the lake were crowded together, adding to the already dull atmosphere.

But everyone stood quietly on the lawn, afraid to speak.

About to face the legendary magical creatures, everyone raised their spirits, lest they miss the words of the old professor.

Zheng Qing touched his earlobe and twisted with worry. He always felt that his lack of energy in writing homework recently was due to these little bugs.

According to the old professor's previous explanation, Shashi most likes to be attached behind the wizard's earlobe.

"Maybe you call these cute little bugs'murderers'," Professor Dorag raised his voice slightly, his tone a little disturbed: "But you should notice that they did not harm any wizard... any one!"

"This is the first university," a voice behind Zheng Qing said with a low smile: "Maybe the mother of sand time knows the consequences of hurting wizards."

Perhaps this teasing voice was relatively small, and Professor Dorag's lecture was not affected.

"This magical insect survives by transforming the time of other creatures," the old professor emphasized: "In this process, very many, very many, precious derivatives were born."

"For example, the paralytic hormone secreted in sand, this is an inert additive with excellent performance, which can play a good stabilizing effect in many violent biological experiments."

"For another example, lazy worm is a natural stimulant. It does not require any special processing, whether you eat it raw, steamed, stir-fried, stewed, or even shabu-shabu, smoked... Use whatever you can accept. Any way to eat will keep you energetic for a certain period of time and improve your concentration during homework."

This is another wonderful irony.

Zheng Qing couldn't help but smile.

Lazy worms are larvae in the sand.

Although the mother of sand is responsible for laying eggs, it does not nurture them.

When the larva in the egg bites through the coat, it needs to support itself.

Adult sand will throw these slackers on other creatures-they like to throw their eggs in the corner of the wizard's eyes or behind the ears.

These slackers hid in the wrinkles at the corners of the wizard's eyes or in the thick hair behind the ears, and occasionally took a few bites of the wizard's timeline carefully until they matured.

It is different from hunting in the sand ~www.ltnovel.com~ Wizards parasitized by slackers do not often go in a daze and wonder for no reason.

At best, they are a little lazy and can't lift their energy.

If the professor didn't explain it, who would have expected that the murderers who caused the wizards to be intoxicated would turn out to be a refreshing medicine?

Thinking of this, Zheng Qing couldn't help but have a heartfelt respect for the first wizard who cooked slackers.

"And the most precious!" Professor Dorag who was still explaining in the crowd emphasized.

"The'Sand Hour Royal Jelly' brewed by the Mother of Sand Times," the old professor's neck was violent with blue veins, his expression was excited, and his expression was even a bit hideous: "This is a very mild life-saving medicine without any additives!"

"It does not need to be formed through complex and advanced magic processing like the sage stone; nor does it need to be like the star-studded seven-day life-renewal magic circle, which requires the main formation of the great wizard level, but also bears the scourge and disaster."

"Just put it in the dew, warm it with the medicine cup, and take it while it's hot, and you can gently extend your life."

"Any more precious gifts than this?"

The crowd was in an uproar.

It is true that for these young wizards, there is no hidden danger of exhaustion.

But who doesn't have an elder who is close to each other?

Even if you are alone, you can exchange it for jade coins and even credits.

I believe no one can refuse such a deal.

Everyone is enthusiastically discussing the disposal plan after the sand is discovered. Everyone is thinking about handfuls of jade coins, piles of experimental supplies, treasures, beauties, and credits.

Only Zheng Qing was stunned.

He thought of the elves in the dormitory who had come back to life.

He finally knew the reason for the strong sense of sight that had been constantly produced since the beginning.

In the first week of school, Li Qihuang, a potions teacher, mentioned this kind of bug to him.