Hunting College

The excitement involving diplomatic accident level is no longer something that a few young wizards can participate in.

Zheng Qing and others did not continue to pay attention to whether the Duohui people finally found their lost child in the forestry market and the development of the subsequent incident.

Taking into account the large number of onlookers, there may be uncontrollable magic battle risks at the scene at any time. In addition, the three wizards discussed briefly and decisively gave up their intention to continue shopping and temporarily left the forest goods market.

Of course, for the sake of convenience, they did not go too far. They just searched for a clean restaurant next to the market, planning to rest for a while, and waited for the crowds to leave before entering the market to purchase again.

Lunch is very simple. Zheng Qing ordered three egg fried rice for everyone, plus two dishes of side dishes, one celery yuba and one cold cucumber. The drink is big leaf tea that is open in the store.

This rustic lunch made the fat man frown.

"It's better to be careful when you're out of the house, ordinary, low-key is the right thing." Zheng Qing dug a spoonful of fried rice with a spoon, stuffed it into his mouth, and comforted: "When you go back, you can buy what you want to eat. "

"This is Phuket Island, less than a kilometer away from the gate of the First University... Is there really a little thief who doesn't have long eyes who will trouble us?" The fat man tugged at his large robe, turning that shiny The school badge is more eye-catching.

Zheng Qing caught the envy of the surrounding parts, and felt that he was a little too fussy.

"If you insist." He nodded reluctantly, but then emphasized: "The meal that has been ordered must be finished. For other snacks, you can look at your belly to get some."

Fatty Xin patted his belly nonchalantly.

"I can't eat it, stuff it into the watch." He flaunted Zheng Qingliang's wrist, and the watch, which was both a timer and a memory, was hanging securely on his wrist.

Soon, the small dinner table was filled with Fatty's newly ordered fried chicken, beef soup, braised hoof buns, etc. After Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao insisted on eating a few spoonfuls of egg fried rice, they gave up low-key and happily chewed pig's feet with the fat man.

It's an old rule to not eat and sleep, but for energetic young people, this rule seems a bit too rigid. In particular, I just met a living alien, so everyone has enough topics.

"You said, did a dark wizard really stole a horrible child?" Zheng Qing held a pig's hoof, and patiently gnawed the skin on the bone, and asked curiously: Isn’t the child’s head fully developed, how can they tell? Also, are there really wizards who can do human experiments?"

Fatty Xin picked up a cup of big leaf tea and took a sip. Drinking this kind of tea after eating greasy, it feels really good.

"Is it really stolen by the dark wizard? I dare not pack the ticket." The fat man smacked his lips and added: "But since I was a child, I have often heard of a certain kid being disobedient and being grabbed by the dark wizard. Belly, the story of formalin."

"I've also heard stories about children being picked up from the garbage dump." Zheng Qing vomited: "Do you have the nerve to tell such stories about cheating children?"

Fatty Xin's face flushed a little, he immediately picked up a new pig's hoof, and began to chew dullly.

Next to him, Xiao Xiao, who had eaten fat snacks, spoke out in time to help him out: "It is mainly news involving aliens. Except for some positive, positive, and censored news, other news is rarely spread... It seems that the Alliance has an unwritten rule that prohibits the spread of these messages."

Zheng Qing's gaze hovered between the fried chicken nuggets and the braised feet, and subconsciously asked, "Why is it forbidden? Is it for the face of both sides, or to protect the aliens?"

"All said, it is an unwritten rule... In fact, I am not sure if there is such a rule." Dr. Xiao Da picked a chicken nugget, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "But in my opinion, Banning the dissemination of alien information should be the common choice of those families and forces at the top of the wizarding world."

"After all, even in the wizarding world, information is a very precious resource. Every piece of unknown information represents a huge benefit."

"Humans are already extremely selfish creatures, and sorcerers are even worse. The resources of this world are ultimately limited. Those aliens, behind every race, have enough benefits."

"It's a cold reality." Zheng Qing finally chose to scoop a small bowl of beef soup and sipped it.

"Compromise." Xiao Xiao chewed on the chicken nuggets, seemingly distracted: "The wizards have enough enemies outside...From the demons of the old world to the natives of the new world, from illusion to reality, from ancient times to the present, Even in the future... there are enough enemies that wizards need to deal with. There is no need to create conflicts internally for some small interests. This is not in the common interest of all wizards."

Zheng Qing does not like to listen to such discouraging negative comments.

Holding a small bowl of beef soup, he turned his eyes to the neighbor.

There, a chubby wizard was looking up, sitting lazily on a chair with his mouth wide open, letting a bee-sized green elf holding a fork in and out of his mouth.

"What is that guy doing?" He tugged at the corner of Dr. Xiao's robe.

Xiao Xiao frowned, took a careful look at the place where his robe was dragged by Zheng Qing, and found that it was not stained with oil, and then raised his head and glanced at the neighboring table.

"Oh, tooth picker." He replied briefly ~www.ltnovel.com~ again turning his attention to the food in front of him.

"Wow!" Zheng Qing sighed lowly, "It looks so convenient."

"Don't wow, you can't afford it." Fatty Xin curled his mouth, raised his greasy index finger and shook in front of Zheng Qing's eyes: "Dentists, lawyers and butlers are not services that the poor class like us can enjoy at will …Those picking elves have a shorter life span than mayfly, only a few hours, but the price is more expensive than normal green elves."

Having said that, the fat man seemed to think of something, and added in a slightly nostalgic tone: "But they are really comfortable to pick your teeth...and very clean. It's much better than we use small bamboo sticks and toothbrushes."

Zheng Qing felt that he did not need to emphasize this point again.

Just look at the enjoyable expression on the fat wizard next to you.

"It's a terrible world." The young public-sponsored student murmured and sighed.

He himself couldn't figure out whether he was mourning the short lives of those teething elves, or he was struggling with the obvious gulf between different classes of the wizarding world.