Hunting College

"How about the Salted Fish Welfare Society?" The cyan shorthand quill nib poked under the letter paper, Zheng Qing shook the list in his hand, looked at the crossed-out list of names, and called out the next name weakly.

"I'm not a salted fish!" Zhang Jixin immediately retorted loudly, patting the table.

"Neither am I!" Dylan agreed immediately.

"That name... shouldn't the club have any benefits?" Fatty Xin's thinking was really different, and he immediately grasped a certain detail.

"Pass away!" Zheng Qing decisively stroked out the name with a pen, and refused to answer any questions from the fat man.

"The next name... Trafford Club... No, no, no." The public student who presided over the meeting immediately crossed out the name and criticized by name: "Dylan! We can't always use names that are not authorized by others. !"

"Received..." Mr. Vampire Werewolf's casual answer came from the coffin, but he could hear that his tone was not sincere in the slightest introspection.

"And the secret service? What kind of messy names are these!" Zheng Qing looked at the next name on the list, and suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his forehead: "Why don't you call MTF..."

"If it is called MTF, it is very likely to be targeted by scp lunatics." Zhang Jixin explained in a serious manner: "It doesn't matter if it is called the Secret Service...There are not a thousand organizations in the world that are affixed with a Secret Service, and there are eight. Hundreds, there is no nominal risk at all."

"Well, I remember that there is a Secret Service 5 in Great Britain that is very famous, how about we change the name to'Secret Service Nine'?" Fatty Xin seemed to be very interested in the name: "It is better to add a prefix, um, we Is it okay to hang the name under the three-pointed sword? Three-pointed sword special service nine?"

"The trigeminal sword might not mind, but the Federation of Societies will definitely veto this name as soon as possible." Zhang Jixin shook his head and vetoed it, but he immediately added: "We can't use the official organization of the Umbil League to endorse our society. ...But I think it shouldn't matter if it is changed to'Crusa Academy'... After all, this mysterious faction of wizards has been obliterated in history for a long time."

"In addition, the name of Secret Service 9 is a bit big...We don't have that many people. It's better to be smaller and add a subordinate." Dylan interjected abruptly, "Do you think,'Crusu College Special Service 9 Hunter 3 Ko' how?"

"If you add a separate team, it will be even more perfect." Xiao Xiao spit out a little bit: "The Special Service 9 Demon Hunting Division 3 Ranger of Crusu College."

"Are you serious?" the young public servant widened his eyes and shouted in an incredible tone.

The orange cat who was napping on the pillow let out a dissatisfied meow.

The chaotic sounds in the dormitory bothered him a little.

It's just that this time the upset young wizards didn't care about its thoughts, and everyone's attention was focused on the name of the society that was too late to determine.

"Naive." The blue bird who had been silent for a long time finally spoke and said two words without further explanation. I don't know if it is evaluating the name of the second-time blast, or the question Zheng Qing just called out.

This made the atmosphere in the dormitory suddenly fall into a fascinating embarrassment.

"Of course, this name is just a choice." Fatty Xin haha, breaking the silence in the dormitory, looking at Zheng Qing and saying, "What is the next name on the list?"

"It's so difficult... It's really so difficult... When can we officially start other agendas!" Ling Guo sighed, and slammed his head on the desk: "There are still classes in the afternoon."

"Since it's so difficult to start... Then just call it'Difficult to Open Society'," Zheng Qing vomited: "You can take a homophonic,'Nankai', what do you think?"

No one speaks.

Everyone looked at Zheng Qing with subtle eyes.

This makes the young public student feel like an idiot.

"It's just a joke...Are you serious?" Zheng Qinggan laughed a few times.

"No, no," Xiao Xiao helped his glasses with a strange tone: "I just think that the name you gave is unexpectedly suitable..."

"Nonsense..." The young public-sponsored student vetoed himself, and then glanced at the few uninteresting choices at the back of the list. In the end, instead of continuing to sing the votes, he grabbed the letter paper in his hand into a ball of paper and threw it to the dormitory. In the trash can, he pointed his finger at Dr. Xiao Da who had just spoken, and said in a positive tone: "Since I am presiding over the meeting... then I announce that the name of the club will be finalized by Dr. Xiao! What does he say, what do we call it? objection?"

The others shook their heads in unison, agreeing.

The whole dormitory seemed to be relieved.

"You are a disease of choice...it is a disease, which can be cured." Although Xiao Xiao complained verbally, he did not refuse this seemingly troublesome task, but he still lowered his head, writing and drawing in his notebook. .

It wasn't until Zheng Qing repeatedly urged that he slowly raised his head and helped his glasses.

"What is the reason for us to form a society?" Xiao Xiao looked around and changed his rhetoric: "Or, what is the original intention of this society... This question must be answered because it is also a mandatory question on the application form for the society. ."

"Credits?" Fatty Xin replied in an uncertain tone: "Without a club, we would not be able to participate in the school hunting club, nor would we be able to earn credits..."

"This is just a few of you reasons.

Xiao Xiao interrupted the Fatty's statement impatiently, and turned to look at the other figures: "Dylan, Blue Tit, Linguo... and Shi Yuan who hasn't come, what are their reasons for joining this club?" "

"Because of boring." Dylan's account came out a lazy answer.

"I want to truly defeat the demon once." Linguo clenched her small fist and waved it.

"Fight." As always, the blue bird was concise and concise.

"That's the problem." Xiao Xiao grabbed the pen and poked the notebook in front of him, raising his voice and said, "Everyone has a variety of mentalities, and there is not a common goal. How can it be possible to form a real team... "

"I didn't even think about forming the top ten clubs of the first university year." Fatty Xin muttered.

"Listen to me!" Dr. Xiao Da gave the fat man a vicious look, patted his notebook, and continued: "Although our actions are a bit sloppy, I must emphasize that the establishment of a club at the First University is a very serious matter. Thing... the name of the society we use must also conform to everyone's thinking. This is a requirement of the magic contract."

"Magic contract?" Zheng Qing couldn't help but interrupt again.

"According to the statement on the application materials~www.ltnovel.com~If a society is formed, everyone’s names will be drawn into a magic contract similar to a roster. If someone’s ideas are inconsistent with the purpose of the society, his name will be Can't be recorded." Xiao Xiao didn't get angry this time, but patiently explained it again.

"So, we must seek common ground while reserving differences and find a common goal for everyone."

"Listen to my analysis first!" Dr. Xiao Da ignored the fat hand that Fatty Xin raised again, and looked down at his notebook: "Aims vary in size. We can first select the characteristics that everyone will have, and then ask for them. Greatest common divisor."

"For example, Linguo wants to defeat the monsters, and the blue **** want to fight, so the'army side' is one direction for us to name."

"But we must also consider the ideas of other members. For example, Dylan has always wanted an elegant and noble name."

"Right, right, right." Mr. Vampire Werewolf hurriedly echoed from the tent: "The name must conform to the elegant and perfect temperament of the nobleman under the moon."

There were a few retching noises in the dormitory.

"So we should choose a name that is elegant, noble, but inclined to the side of force." The doctor was not affected at all, and finally concluded: "As far as I am concerned, I prefer the slightly neutral concept of'Knight Order'. ...Do you have any other suggestions?"

"What about my thoughts? You haven't asked my thoughts on the name.

"Fatty Xin finally found the opportunity and yelled anxiously.

"If you have a club that allows you to participate," Zhang Jixin vomited: "Could you be opposed to it?"

The fat man was speechless.

"But, is the name of the Knight Order a bit vague?" Zheng Qing raised his doubts: "Just like the secret service you mentioned just now...Will the name of the Knight Order seem a bit too big."