Hunting College

Professor Yao didn't walk into the classroom alone.

Behind him was a young female school worker with a straight face wearing a gray robe, a ponytail and a straight face.

As usual, the professor strode up to the podium, patted the lecture notes in his arms, and then habitually patted the dust on his sleeves.

The two school workers stood quietly at the door of the classroom, silent, like stone statues.

The students' curious eyes hovered between the professor and the school staff, and many people writhed restlessly, whispering to each other. The atmosphere in the classroom looked a little strange.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous," the professor rubbed his bright big back, and suddenly grinned, showing yellow teeth: "I remember before the end of the last get out of class, I will discuss your opinions before the beginning of this class. Guardian's understanding."

Suddenly, the classroom was full of grief.

Almost everyone is complaining about Lao Yao's homework.

"I can't find a clue, Professor!" Fatty Xin waved his chubby hand, trying to attract Old Yao's attention: "Even our Dr. Xiao spent a week in the library, but he didn't find an explanation for this word. ."

Xiao Xiao's face suddenly darkened.

Zheng Qing snickered.

This has become one of the few black histories of Xiao Xiao. In order to find the source of the term Lao Yao, he has searched almost all curse books that the first-grade wizards can touch, even including "The Source of Curse". A super big reference book.

Fatty Xin's remarks obviously gave other people a huge encouragement-even the well-recognized Doctor Xiao Da couldn't understand ‘Yuan Chen’s Guardian’. It must be because of his IQ or insufficient effort, but the professor’s topic is too rough.

The complaints in the room became more and more justified.

Old Yao smiled and watched the students complaining, without showing the slightest unexpected expression on his face.

It wasn't until the discussion in the classroom gradually subsided that he coughed twice and spoke again.

"It's okay, if you can't find it in a week, then two weeks, if you can't find it in two weeks, then three weeks." He took out the black pipe from his arms and flicked out a few sparks from his fingertips. A wisp of blue smoke rose up.

"Ahem..." The female school worker who was originally like a sculpture at the door of the classroom suddenly coughed.

Old Yao's arm holding the pipe stiffened suddenly, then turned his head, smiled awkwardly, put the pipe out and put it back into his arms.

"Find a few more days, you can finally find the meaning of that sentence." The professor ended the speech dryly, and then put the handout on the table back in the surprised eyes of everyone, and waved his arm vigorously: " As for today... the rest of the time will be given to the staff of the school work committee."

"You are free."

"No class this morning."

The classroom was quiet for a few seconds, and then immediately boiled.

Although Lao Yao's curse class is not as difficult as the astronomy class, it is a formal magic class after all, and every student will feel restrained and uncomfortable in class.

It is a rare enjoyment for every student to be able to abstain from class openly.

Only good students such as Liu Feifei, Matthew, and Jiang Yu will show a little disappointed expression.

Zheng Qing tried his best to contain the smile on his face, trying to maintain his image as a public student in front of his classmates.

But this effort soon failed.

"I originally planned to go to the pedestrian street to find Dr. Duzem after the talisman class in the afternoon," he gleefully looked at Xiao Xiao: "If you're okay later, let's go together... You don't always want to meet the legendary Genius alchemist?"

"I'm going to the library." Xiao Xiao had a dark face, still not recovering from Fatty Xin's recent blow: "If you have some insight, you should know that although Lao Yao is not in class, there must be other arrangements. "

Everything was in Dr. Xiao Da's expectation.

The cheerful young wizards in the class are still too Yang.

After only a few minutes, when the stern female school worker stepped onto the podium, she explained clearly the reason for the cancellation of the morning class in just a few words.

It was the fault of Shashi.

Since the school work committee confirmed that the unidentified creatures that invaded the university were a group of "lost" sands, the campus work committee of the first university has been caught up in a jump. From last Saturday night to this morning, the school The heads of the working committee have been staying in the black office building, studying the final solution.

In Zheng Qing's view, since the mother of Shashi has been caught and the Worm's Nest has been destroyed, everything will be fine.

But the experienced old school workers are naturally not so naive.

If Zheng Qing didn't read the "Encyclopedia of Wizarding World" with a single glance and ten lines, he would naturally find some explanations in italics under the column of Shashi.

According to the conclusions of many magic experiments and the records of magic notes, when the sand time group loses its nest and mother insects, it will lose control.

They will change from a precious magical insect to a ‘legend’-level magic disaster that reproduces rapidly and spreads rapidly—another creature of this level is the ‘natural disaster undead’ familiar to wizards.

Because after losing the mother of sand time, any sand time will start to covet her position, and automatically transform from oviparous creatures to mitotic creatures, opening the way to metamorphosis.

This kind of unrestrained violent behavior will not come to an end until the insect swarms that carry it in the end unify the lost sand and rebuild the nest to become the mother of the sand time. This kind of rice-sized flying insects will come to an end. Restore the familiar, docile, interesting, and valuable look of wizards.

Before that, these little bugs would only frantically grab the time of other creatures to expand their power.

Unfortunately, the capture behavior at Linzhong Lake that night, although the identity of the murderer was finally confirmed and he was finally brought to justice, but very badly, the reckless students broke the insect nest and made the end soft and as if The female worm like a leech was poked into several segments.

When the old man Verne noticed the actions of the young wizards, he was stunned, but there was nothing he could do.

"According to the committee's calculations, the number of sand-hours currently on the campus is between 1,000 and 3,000," the female school worker's voice is very crisp and clear: "In addition, there are many slackers that were raised by the sand-hours before. , The number is unknown."

"We must kill them before they completely riot!" Standing at the door of the classroom, Old Yao waved his hand, his voice was very powerful.

The girl school worker flicked his pony tail ~www.ltnovel.com~ and glanced at the professor sideways.

Old Yao smiled, and stood back behind the door of the classroom in a proper manner, no longer speaking.

Zheng Qing looked at them curiously, and estimated that the story behind the two might be astonishing. He filled up many chapters and paragraphs.

"It's very difficult!" The girl school worker emphasized from the podium.

Zheng Qing nodded in agreement, and continued to wander away.

"...Especially like the first university-the environment here is very suitable for sand-time hunting, and it is also very suitable for the incubation and transformation of slackers...because this is the largest gathering place for young wizards in the entire wizarding world... the magic of young wizards is enough. Enough, but self-control is at a low point... This makes them very easy to be confused by these insects."

Wizards are not afraid of brutal beasts, weird demons, and mysterious curses.

But they fear the passage of time.

And Shashi is the murderer of many time passing by for no reason!