High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 261: Chapter 185: New Recruitment Meeting_1

Friday morning is a morning full of hope.

Just need to endure another eight or nine hours, and a brief yet leisurely time of two days will greet you.

Zheng Qing felt as if the wonderful weekend life was already waving at him.

After returning to the dormitory from the morning class, he first checked the condition of the little elves.

Thanks to Dr. Du Zemu, these little creatures have been doing well lately - which means, when Zheng Qing lifted them from their sleep for an inspection, these little guys also had morning grumpiness.

According to the health check chart given by the doctor, Zheng Qing instructed the elves to perform different movements, observing their vital signs; meanwhile, using the Detection Talisman Paper, he recorded the corresponding quantified data.

After such a fuss, the elves became much more awake.

After greeting the cost student by tugging at his ear, these little guys flew out of the balcony one after another to collect morning dew.

When all the data was recorded, Zheng Qing made a brief comparison with the health data of the past week and couldn’t help frowning.

Even though his professional knowledge in health care was not sufficient, but after more than half a month of learning, he had still accumulated some experience about the health of the elves.

He was very sure that the health index of the elves was slowly declining.

Although the decline was subtle and not apparent in their outward performance, it was still an issue that couldn’t be ignored.

”I must have a good talk with the doctor tomorrow,” Zheng Qing muttered, collecting the health records into the file folder, planning to take the elves to Dr. Du Zemu for a re-check and discuss this matter in detail.

”Did you call me?” Xiao Xiao, who just put on his academy robe on the side, hasn’t put on his glasses yet, so he squinted at Zheng Qing, ”What matter that can only be discussed tomorrow?”

Zheng Qing was stunned, and exhaled.

”When did your ears become so sharp.” He shook his head, and asked, ”Have you decided which club to join? The recruitment event officially starts at noon today.”

”No time!” Dr. Xiao put on his glasses, raised his chin proudly, and snorted disdainfully.

Zheng Qing pursed his lips and said nothing.

Ever since having a meltdown in history class two days ago, Dr. Xiao’s mood has been somewhat sensitive - it’s easy to understand, time is the best medicine for those who have failed to confess, and especially to a teacher - so now the quiet library has become his permanent station after classes and meals.

Xin Fat Man, however, was resentful that those societies without discernment didn’t send him an invitation letter, and was determined not to sign up.

Though Xin might appear rough and strong, he had a heart that was fragile to the wind.

Without three persuasions and pleas, he was determined not to join those ’no-level’ ’spiritless’ clubs.

As for the small clubs that had sent him an invitation letter, after a bit of investigation, Xin also decisively gave up.

”It’s better to lack than to overflow.” Xin explained to his roommates.

Whether Xin really valued the quality of the clubs, Zheng Qing was not sure. But when he heard that the ’freak’ club not only didn’t have any females but also shared the office space with other small clubs on rotation, he gained a deeper understanding of Xin’s choice.

According to the curriculum schedule, there was an Alchemy class on Friday morning, and there was also Assistant Hilda’s Practice class in the afternoon.

Because they couldn’t rule out the possibility of walking out of the Practice class, after lunch, Zheng Qing eventually chose to go to the office building with Zhang Ji Xin to explore the recruitment activities of the various clubs.

The schedule was a bit tight.

But as a certain good person once said, time is like water in a sponge, there’s always some if you squeeze it.

Zheng Qing made a resolute decision, planning to carve out some time from his lunch break to get his registration settled as soon as possible.

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In the afternoon, the office building was bustling with people, lively with a bustling scene.

As the annual freshman recruitment day, at this time every year, the usually quiet office building could always be lively for a while.

The veteran students dragged out tables, chairs, and banners full of spider webs and dust from the tall cabinets, cleaned them, and sprayed quick-acting insecticide in the corners of the office - dark corners are prone to foster roaches, many wizards have severe allergic reactions to these bugs.

The little elves in grey uniforms carried cloths and water basins, and scrubbed the old murals on both sides of the corridor clean.

Of course, in Zheng Qing’s view, it might be better to simply put a layer of velvet over these murals.

At least, the velvet wouldn’t loudly complain about the oil paints on their faces being rubbed off.

Traditionally, many clubs would custom-make magic roll-up banners from Beta Town to attract first-year wizards to stop and look, enticing them to register - although most of the time, the handsome male and female wizard models on the roll-up banners were dozing off. For them, the college club recruitment was just a dessert during their daily work, there was no need to take it too seriously.

Some wealthier clubs would prepare some magic puppets to attract young female students.

Zheng Qing watched eagerly as several pretty first-year witches were pulled into an office with a black wooden door by the chubby soft puppets.

When he tried to squeeze in behind the girls into the black door, his shoulder was firmly gripped by Zhang Ji Xin.

”What are you trying to do?” Red Face shouted: ”That’s Atlas’s club... Do you plan to pray in gratitude before each meal?”

”Just curious,” Zheng Qing said insincerely, inhaling regretfully as the strong scent at the tip of his nose began to fade.

”Which one do you plan to join?” Zhang Ji Xin clasped his arms, looking around anxiously at the passing figures. ”Although my brother told me to join the JiuYou Academy Student Union, I don’t plan to go there... I would rather join the Hunting Team of the Jiuyou Academy, but the college’s Hunting Team only recruits students from the second year and above... If that doesn’t work out, I’ll just choose a small Hunting Team; for instance, the Hunting Team of Sacred Will accepts first-year students...”

”The first major college student union,” Zheng Qing interrupted his chatter: ”Foreign Affairs Department, I’m only applying to this place.”

”Where’s your invitation?” Zhang Ji Xin’s attention was easily diverted: ”With an invitation, you could directly become an officer in the student union... Why are you here today?”

Zheng Qing’s face reddened, looking quite like Zhang Ji Xin’s cousin.

He would never admit that he did not receive an invitation from the first major student union - for some reason, he felt it was very embarrassing.

”It’s been busy lately and I still have to patrol tomorrow.” Zheng Qing mumbled unclearly: ”In any case, I’m going to find where the campus student union is registering...”

”Don’t you plan to join a few more clubs?” Zhang Ji Xin couldn’t help but ask: ”Like the Young Talisman Maker Association, they would certainly very much like to exchange learnings with you.”

”I don’t have time.” Zheng Qing spread his hands, speaking sincerely.

Although the first major university does not restrict the number of student clubs or organizations students can join.

But considering the pressure of academics, Zheng Qing eventually decided to only opt for one student organization.

Adopting the attitude of joining the best organization, he bypassed the Jiuyou Academy Student Union, Sacred Will, and a bunch of other large organizations, and directly chose the first major Student Union.

Since JiuYou Academy belongs to the first major university, then the student union of the first major university must be much stronger than Jiuyou Academy’s.

This was his simple logical thinking.

Of course, more importantly, the first major University Student Union was the only large student organization that did not extend an invitation to Zheng Qing.

This gave Zheng Qing a few more expectations for this organization.