Hunting College

Zheng Qing closed his eyes in horror.

A biting chill hit his face, but it made his eyelids tighter.

for a long time.

When he opened his eyes again, he couldn't help being in a trance.

There is no longer the wet Linzhong Lake in front of me.

Green smoke lingers, orange light warm.

He did not know when he had returned to the office of the dean of Jiuyou College.

Wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead, in a moment, the scary figure in his mind disappeared, leaving only a slender hand, the dead white cat, and an indescribable feeling of palpitation.

"I saw it!" he yelled and jumped up from the soft leather chair, but was swallowed abruptly when the words reached his mouth.

Professor Yao sat behind the desk, holding his arms and biting his pipe, his head was once again shrouded in the tumbling smoke.

Next to the desk, I don't know when there was an old school worker in a gray robe, who was wearing reading glasses, and patiently opened Zheng Qing's inspection report page by page.

Hearing the shouts of the young wizard, the two old men raised their heads in unison, showing a curious look.

"What did you see?" Old Yao took the pipe away from his mouth and asked gently.

Zheng Qing opened his mouth and frowned tightly.

"I forgot..." In the end, his face showed a helpless look, annoyed: "Obviously, I remembered clearly just now, and I forgot it all in a blink of an eye... Only remembering is a terrible thing. "

"Horrible." The old school worker bit his words and asked in a very loud and clear voice: "Is it related to school safety?"

Zheng Qing hesitated and nodded slowly.

"It should be related," he said in an uncertain tone: "I think it should be related to demons..."

Old Yao suddenly let out a loud cough, interrupting the young public student's further description.

"Before you confirm, I think I should tell you the test results first." The professor knocked on the table and said with a smile: "As for school safety... Which safety accident in the first university has nothing to do with the monster?"

The old school worker raised his gray eyebrows and said nothing.

"According to the monitoring situation after you sleep, we are quite sure that you are an'witness'." Lao Yao shook the conclusion very simply, and at the same time handed over a few pages of documents across the table: "To be precise , Is 93% certain."

The soft paper seemed to be supported by an invisible hand, slowly and smoothly, floating in front of Zheng Qing.

"It's really accurate..." the young public-sponsored student muttered, his eyes falling on the pages of documents.

The densely packed formulas, data, and graphs flooded his eyes like tides, endless.

He quickly gave up his plan to understand these pages.

Raising his head, looking at Old Yao's encouraging gaze, he tentatively asked: "What is the 7% possibility?"

"It's some unsatisfactory results." The old school worker beside him interrupted Zheng Qing's question roughly, turning his head to look at Lao Yao, and asked in a loud voice: "Do you need to tell him?"

"It's impossible, it's impossible." The professor waved his hand again and again.

Zheng Qinggan laughed a few times and did not continue to question.

But he soon thought of another question.

"What is..." He recalled the words the professor had just said, and repeated it carefully: "Witness?"

This question has got a very detailed explanation.

The ‘witness’ is a special arithmetic ability.

In other words, a wizard with this ability can directly use some advanced divination skills without training.

Although after thousands of years of development, arithmetic has gradually got rid of the category of occult, there are still many unsolved mysteries in this science that puzzle the wizards.

For example, divination of the difference in ‘field of view’.

Although different wizards can learn the same divination skills, the pictures they can see during divination are not the same.

A wizard with only ordinary vision, when all the elements are available, can also calculate vague conclusions, and get vague statements such as'good luck' or'big evil'.

The vast majority of fortune-tellers in the wizarding world belong to this category, and they can only practice the complicated and difficult divination skills to be a well-regulated oracle.

The wizard with a special vision is different.

They can see clearer pictures and get more precise conclusions.

These special visions include tortoise shells, sky eyes, crystal balls, as well as star signs, clouds and smoke, tea dregs, and even dreams.

In the long development of witchcraft, wizards have planned different careers for these different perspectives.

Such as omniscient, such as prophet, such as observer, listener, or witness.

As the saying goes, there are thoughts on the day and dreams at night; there are many elements of divination in the dream. Some wizards whose vision belongs to dreamland can be witnesses.

In their dreams, some impressive or unforgettable events can be perfectly traced, and all the scenes that happened at that time can be perfectly simulated-as if they had witnessed it on the spot.

This is also the most direct reason why wizards named this special talent ‘witness’.

In a sense, their spirit is actually crossing the river of time.

But just as the prophet cannot see what will happen in the future anytime and anywhere, most witnesses can only touch some broken scenes under specific circumstances.

"Even if it's just a broken scene, it's a very amazing fact."

Lao Yao seemed very satisfied with the test results. The wrinkles on his face squeezed together like a giant chrysanthemum: "Many witnesses will be recruited by the Security Investigation Bureau... because each of you has the potential to be an excellent police detective. "

"The dream of a senior eyewitness can even be used as a testimony to the Wizarding Supreme Court." The old school worker on the side missed the opportunity to add, and at the same time handed Zheng Qing a form.

"What is this?" The young public-sponsored student dumbly took the paper ~www.ltnovel.com~First University Special Talents Registration Form. "The old school worker read the name on the form with a glance, nodded, and said: "As the name implies...All students with special talents will be registered in the school. "

"This is not only responsible for the wizarding world, after all, wizards with these abilities are the precious wealth of the wizarding world." Lao Yao also explained beside him: "It is still responsible for the students."

"Only the first university has enough abilities and resources to discover the secrets behind these talents for you."

Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly.

He took out his brush from the gray cloth bag and licked it.

"Do you have to fill in the above information?" He looked at the option of ‘has adult experience’ on the form, his expression aching.

"An asterisk is required. Other optional fields are fine."

The young Gongsheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the nib immediately skipped the strange question.