High School of Demon Hunting

For the notice of the Assistant Team meeting, Zheng Qing hadn’t made up his mind whether to attend or refuse until the next day morning, right before the Curse Course.

"If you want to go, then go. If you don’t want to go, then don’t. It’s just a choice; is it really that difficult?" Xiao Xiao couldn’t quite understand Zheng Qing’s dilemma.

The warlock who was copying homework paused his pen.

"You’ve never made a choice, so you naturally can’t understand how painful it is." Zheng Qing rubbed the ink jade clenched in his palm, sighed with a bitter face: "If possible, I’d rather have no choice at all."

Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and stared at his deskmate.

"I feel like we’re not talking about the same thing." The Diviner from the Absolution Hunting Team had a subtle expression.

"That’s your illusion." Zheng Qing muttered, lowering his head again, comparing the differences in his homework with Xiao Xiao’s. After more than a decade in exam-oriented education, he had plenty of experience in copying homework, knowing never to copy identically.

Xiao Xiao ignored Zheng Qing’s distracted response, turned to look at Xin Fat Man, and kicked the front row chair: "Any interesting news today?"

The Fat Wizard was leaning against the wall, flipping through the "Beta Town Post" and "Daily Horn Newspaper" in his hand.

"Just the same old stuff."

The newspaper in his hand rustled loudly as he scanned his competitors’ work, unceremoniously criticizing: "Half of the pages are discussing Edge Academy—Edge Academy’s risks, Edge Academy’s dangers, Edge Academy’s impact on society, Edge Academy lowering First University’s educational quality, Edge Academy’s lack of a dean doesn’t work, Edge Academy students’ high risk of degeneration—rehashed over and over, talked about for almost two weeks... It seems besides Edge Academy, they can’t find new topics anymore! This is the biggest problem with commercialized media; they always focus too much attention on hot issues and ignore many inconspicuous but equally worthy matters happening around the rest of the world."

"Like what?" Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows.

"Like the persistent issue of private Hunting Competitions at First University, like next month’s Spring Hunting, and also the Hunting Competition at the Bull World Cup in June!" Zhang Ji Xin suddenly opened his eyes, speaking with a little annoyance: "You know, the World Cup only happens once every four years!"

"First University hasn’t established a new academy in a hundred years." Zheng Qing inserted softly—even though he was copying homework, he had his ears perked up, capturing his companions’ conversation.

"Anyone who hasn’t finished their homework, shut up." The Fat Wizard snided maliciously.

"Any other news?" Xiao Xiao fiddled with the divination tokens of varying lengths on the table, frowning, seemingly seeing some not-so-good signs.

"Well... Fizer Company has launched a new Hair Care Magic Potion that effectively prevents hair loss caused by magic power chaos; Martin Todd Alchemy Company improved the magic circuit of the Gargoyle Power System, achieving 17% energy saving; Gini Cottage reached a patrol task cooperation agreement with the Beta Town Management Committee for next year..."

Upon saying this, the Fat Wizard seemed to remember something, flipped through the newspapers in his hand, and added: "Also, speaking of patrol teams... Yesterday, the school patrol team discovered an ’accident site’ in Silent Forest, seemingly due to a conflict between a Horse-Man tribe and a small Ogre tribe. The Ogre Priest used some kind of horrible Shaman Magic, causing severe casualties; supposedly, only white bones remained, not a trace of flesh left! Such things are rare, but... the survival laws in Silent Forest are always this harsh! Survival of the fittest, especially for those humanoid magical creatures... Additionally, the ’Daily Horn Newspaper’ noted that Zheng Qing went to eat at Greenhill Mansion on the day of the Awakening Insect...

The last topic transitioned very abruptly.

But the effect was notably excellent.

Someone’s attention was immediately drawn to the news about the Horn Newspaper.

"How did they know? Were they tracking? Or divining?" Zheng Qing finally put down the homework he was copying, puzzled, raising his head: "But I went to Greenhill Mansion with an Invisibility Talisman; they shouldn’t know my whereabouts!"

"If it wasn’t a Great Diviner at work, ordinary diviners couldn’t figure out you ate three fried eggs." The Fat Wizard shook the newspaper in his hand, giving the young cost student a meaningful glance: "In my understanding of the journalist industry, such detailed information is generally provided by insiders... To put it more clearly, it’s a spy."

Zheng Qing’s mind immediately conjured the image of a Little Fox Maid.

Along with this, Li Meng sitting in the front row became much more suspicious, after all, Su Ya, although quite insensitive, is a qualified maid who wouldn’t casually divulge mansion intelligence to outsiders, whereas Li Meng often inquires about the mansion news covertly, frequently extracting a wealth of secrets from the little fox lady’s mouth—and Li Meng sometimes doesn’t have a ’closed mouth.’

Perhaps feeling the inexplicable ’concern’ in the air.

The Little Witch in the front row sneezed loudly.

She rubbed her nose, looked around suspiciously, and finally turned directly to the back of the classroom, staring at Zheng Qing, surprising the young cost student to withdraw his gaze immediately.

"Don’t look around! Have you finished the Chapter preview?" Jiang Yu reached out and twisted Li Meng’s head back in place, sternly, tapping her textbook with their fingers.

"I’ve finished the preview." The Little Witch answered with low confidence, her eyes spinning, quietly changing the topic: "Cousin, the jade in your hand seems to have a little cat outline now!"

"Really?" Jiang Yu’s attention was indeed diverted to the White Jade in their hand, but after examining it for a moment, they still couldn’t discern where the jade resembled a cat: "...Are you talking about this ridge? Indeed, it seems to have rounded a bit."

Li Meng chuckled silently.

At the same time, Zheng Qing’s companions also brought up the same topic.

"I’ve been curious since yesterday... What’s that jade stone in your hand for?"

Xin Fat Man peered at the ink jade in the young cost student’s hand in between flipping through the newspaper, his tone carrying a hint of curiosity: "The magical fluctuations from the stone seem very calm, unlike an amulet."

"It’s just a simple jade stone, the Transformation Course professor suggested I turn it into a cat to help earn credits." Zheng Qing answered vaguely, rubbing the jade stone in his hand, subconsciously glancing at the witch’s back sitting in the first row of the classroom—if guessed correctly, Jiang Yu also held a piece of jade stone at the moment.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but tilt slightly, and his mood improved greatly.

"Transformation Course... Tsk."

The Fat Wizard clicked his tongue, seemed about to say something but ultimately didn’t speak, instead reminding while flipping through the newspaper: "Even so, I’d still suggest you switch to a more common stone, in case it accidentally falls to the ground, you won’t regret it."