Hunting College

The office building -101 is the largest conference room in Jiuyou University.

Under normal circumstances, it only hosts various conferences organized for professors. Occasionally, high-level delegations from the Umbil League or other world envoys visit the school and choose this place as a meeting place.

Therefore, the school strives to reflect Jiuyou's momentum in the decoration design of the conference room.

According to the logic of the old-school wizards, there is no direct shock from “big” and “emptiness”. Therefore, they expanded the space of the meeting room and stretched it to all directions; they also blurred the walls and windows, using endlessly. The dark black fills the blank at the end of the space; many small stars are also arrested from the starry sky, dotted in the void in all directions, acting as the light source of the meeting room.

Meeting in this conference room is like being in the galaxy universe, making people feel insignificant about themselves for no reason.

Inadequate guests can easily show their timidity in this environment-there is an old story in the school, saying that a little prince from outside the territory came to the school to visit and study. After entering this large and empty meeting room, he did not dare to walk. , Climbed from the door to the conference table.

This incident made many Jiuyou students talked about it, and it seemed that the little prince's experience fully satisfied their unique sense of pride.

The conference table is also the core of this conference room. It is located in the center of the entire void and has an oval shape. The ring table is placed with neat high-back chairs, soft leather chair surfaces, and no armrests.

The table stands out of nothing, with the endless darkness at its feet, and a hovering dragon above its head.

This is a dragon-shaped lamp with gorgeous decoration and unique shape. The ten thousand year coral tree is the horn, the blue night pearl is the eye, and then the golden branch is the bone, the chalcedony is the blood, and the tung leaf is the scale.

In order to show their aura, the old wizards even chopped off the four claws of the South China Sea Evil Flood and made specimens and hung them under this lamp.

It is said that this chandelier was finally completed by the Alchemy Research Institute of the First University. The technical houses attached hundreds of different effects of flashing magic to those gorgeous crystals and gems, enough to dazzle the most greedy dragon.

However, since the opening of this office, few people have been able to make this light shine other than white.

So those exaggerated rumors gradually disappeared.

There are only dozens of little elves in gray uniforms, sitting in a scattered and orderly manner among the golden branches of the chandelier, telling everyone that it is not easy to maintain it—compared to ordinary offices, the small elves that serve this Zhong101 There are more than a dozen elves, and most of them are used to take care of this dragon-shaped chandelier.

In the center of the conference table, a row of green Clivia was planted.

This may be the most vibrant decoration in the whole room.

Lan Ye Shu unfolded, blooming their vitality to this world wantonly. Occasionally, the leaves were trembling lazily, but a few flower sperm strayed between the branches and leaves.

The regular meeting has not officially started.

Dozens of high-back chairs crookedly surrounded the conference table. The professors gathered in twos and threes, discussing their topics in low voices, and the book in hand and the pen tip collided with brilliant colors from time to time.

At the main seat of the table, Old Yao, Professor Yi and Professor Li stood together, discussing something with serious expressions.

They were not seated, and their voices were very small, which made the wizards who pay attention to the emotions of several big brothers more and more nervous.

Suddenly, a dark red flame exploded in the depths of the void with a slight beeping sound.

The chuckle of footsteps followed.

"Ha, it's not the latest!" Ms. Emma's loud voice broke the silence of the conference room.

"Jiuyou's regular meeting, what is she doing?" Old Yao knocked on the pipe in his hand with a headache, and sighed deeply at Professor Li who was smiling wryly beside him.

"It's not too late, it's not too late," Professor Yi greeted him with a smile: "When you come, it's never too late."

Professor Emma changed to a pair of white half-rimmed square glasses, the lenses were so big that they almost covered half of her face. A slender silver chain hung on the temples of her glasses, shaking violently with her hurried steps.

"Those old men were really not afraid of trouble," Professor Emma always complained a few times every time he came to this conference room: "A good room, abruptly tossed into this look... I heard that this year there are nine school working committees. Five percent of the budget went to repair this office. Didn’t they think about the rate of magic decay in the first place?"

"When there was this conference room, magic decay was still a controversial topic. I remember that there were also great wizards claiming that the magic they cast could last forever." Old Yao bit his pipe and added:

"It wasn't until later that someone discovered that the wizards were always secretly strengthening their magic when others were not paying attention... This forced the Witch League to send an investigation team and put an end to the ‘Eternal Magic’ argument."

"In other words, you don't have any opinion on the Umbil League sending the investigation team to the First University?" Professor Emma keenly perceives the deep meaning behind Lao Yao's words.

"I never said that, never." Professor Yao quickly took the pipe from his mouth, spouted a puff of smoke, and shook his head quickly: "You extend this...If something happens in the future, it means you are also responsible. ,right."

"Ha!" Professor Emma's swollen eyes widened and he became angry.

"By the way, have you noticed today's door god?" Professor Li hurriedly played round the field and moved the topic to another direction: "When I came in before, why did you feel that the state of Shen Tu Yu was a bit strange?"

"Yes, yes, I also found it." A black-robed wizard next to him said, "I didn't play cards or burn cigarettes. I was sitting on a small tart~www.ltnovel.com~A serious gatekeeper... even next to it. The white cat is also patrolling with its tail erect."

"It was the first time I saw their serious look. To be honest, it was a bit scary." Another young assistant smacked his lips, with an uneasy look on his face.

"I got a letter from my hair," Old Yao put up his pipe, pointed to the sky, and said with a smile: "I heard that a professor's office was broken into by a stranger a few days ago, but the two door gods who guarded the door unexpectedly I was drunk and slept...the thunder was furious, and the words in the document were very rude."

After being interrupted in this way, Professor Emma finally did not get angry.

She moved her chubby body, sitting heavily on a high-back chair next to Lao Yao, and indifferently put her legs aside, choosing the most comfortable posture:

"It's hot, it's hot!"

While complaining, she snapped her fingers at the chandelier above her head and said, "This horrifying weather, it's still so sultry at the end of September! Who is in charge of the weather these days? Just mean it, why is it so serious? !"

The elves in the chandelier swarmed up with their wings flapping.

Several elves in charge of grooming were holding wet wipes, makeup mirrors, etc., carefully cleaning up the sweat stains on Professor Emma's cheeks; the others floated in the air, stirring light feather fans, sending Xixi cool breeze to Emma Between the professor's neck; some of the remaining elves carried bamboo baskets and served iced fruit plates and refreshing refreshments.

"Thomas is responsible for the weather this month." Old Yao easily grabbed a purple-black grape from the elf's fruit basket, threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely.

"Ha, it turned out to be that Germanic little guy!" Professor Emma touched the silver-white hard-shell book in his hand with some annoyance, and muttered: "Those rigid guys, tsk."

"What were you discussing just now?" She quickly changed the subject.