High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 436: Chapter 105: That is a Small World_1

The wind and sand ceased their rampage.

The five-colored soil began to gather from nothingness and, in a moment, towering mountains emerged, expansive grasslands grew, and strong levees formed.

The floodwaters on both sides receded, converging back into the broad riverbed. They flowed quietly into the distance under the protection of the levees.

Swarming bugs, as if receiving an order, began to fight each other like worms. Leaving behind scattered limbs and wings, the few surviving bugs silently burrowed into the depths of the earth.

Receiving such blessings, the dead trees sprouted new buds, and dormant seeds started a new cycle of life.

This world regained its vitality once more.

Just as Professor Yao prayed in the ’Hunting words’.

The Academy.

The opening ceremony of the hunting party.

The fog in the hunting ground, at some point, ceased its chaotic roll. It slowly gathered amidst the echo of incantations, forming a huge vortex enveloped in mist.

The vortex’s center was elongated, looking like a giant’s eye.

And the spectators in the stands, through this gigantic ’eye’, clearly saw that faraway but tiny world.

Zheng Qing felt like a deity seated high above the world, overseeing the earth.

The atmosphere in the hunting ground, after a moment of silence, began to bustle again—people even ignored the low pressure emanating from the opening ceremony’s host. Everyone was vying to share their insights.

”What a grand spectacle!” Xiao Xiao stood up in astonishment, adjusting his crooked glasses, exclaiming over and over, ”What a grand spectacle indeed!”

”This is fitting for the top university.” Not far away, a few wizards gestured excitedly. They were so thrilled; it seemed as if they might leap over the railing and jump into the hunting ground, posing for a photo next to the gigantic vortex.

”Ha... The ambassadors of those other civilizations, their faces have changed.”

”Exactly, especially the ambassador from the Tongue Hand Clan, his tongue has been hanging out for so long and it hasn’t retracted yet...”

The noise gradually arose in the stands, accompanied by continuous exclamations and astonishments from all around. Some distinguished guests in the rows behind the chair stage even rudely removed their hoods, revealing bizarre faces.

Even the photographers who initially roamed around to take shots of the chair stage and the hunting ground were so excited that they dropped their cameras onto the ground.

Such excitement was understandable.

In the enveloping cloud of mist, a seemingly illusory world slowly unfolds like a painting.

Under this bright sun, in this real world, everyone was witnessing the shadow of another world.

”Oh my God!...” Zhang Ji Xin’s eyes were as big as copper bells as he dumbfoundedly stared at the world under the mist, murmuring incoherently.

”I must have harvested too much mist grass in the herb garden yesterday... Now I’m hallucinating...” Xin Fat Man rubbed his sleepy eyes, his tone a bit Addle, ”Mist grass...”

”Cousin! That’s a world!! That’s a real miniature world!!” Li Meng clung to Jiang Yu’s arm, dangling like a koala, her voice trembling with excitement.

Jiang Yu didn’t speak, instead she held her breath, her eyes unblinkingly fixed on the depths of the mist.

”Merlin Above!” Nicholas tightly gripped Liu Fei Fei’s hand, his lips trembling.

”Merlin Above.” Liu Fei Fei responded absentmindedly, occasionally throwing glances at the wizard beside her, her cheeks flushing red.

Listening to the ear-splitting exclaims and discussions, Zheng Qing found it strange.

”Isn’t it just a small world?” He turned his head, looking at Xiao Xiao bewildered: ”I thought people from this school would be more... more.... um, more composed.”

The young state-sponsored student pondered for a long time before picking a more appropriate word.

”Just a small world...” Xiao Xiao repeated Zheng Qing’s words, his tone somewhat helpless: ”Sure enough, the wisdom of our forebears always transcends - ’Ignorance is bliss.’ Only when you know nothing do you not fear.”

Zheng Qing sprang up like a cat whose fur had been ruffled.

”Speak nicely!” He glared at the Doctor, his face hostile: ”I’m telling you, it’s really easy to get smacked when you talk like that... who are you calling ignorant?”

Xiao Xiao slanted his eyes at him, giving him a glance.

”A small world, is not as you imagine, that by expanding a room with space magic can it be created.” Xiao Xiao held up a finger, shaking it: ”A finger can represent one, ten fingers can represent ten ... what about a hundred? Can you count a hundred fingers?”

Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows.

A multi-arm race guy should be able to muster a hundred fingers. The young state-funded student thought of the bartender at the Wandering Bar and couldn’t help but mutter in his heart.

Of course, this is being nitpicky — he naturally wouldn’t say this in front of the doctor.

”Any change or development of a thing is a process of quantitative change to qualitative change. The limitations of the wizard’s abilities mean we can’t infinitely expand and overlap space... and the space transformed by such magic lacks many of the necessary characteristics of real space, so wizards also refer to such spaces as ’virtual spaces’... and to expend a lot of manpower and resources to maintain an ’virtual’ space that is not stable is not something a rational wizard would do.”

”So, by your logic, there are wizards who have lost their rationality?” Zheng Qing habitually strayed from the topic.

”Many.” Xiao Xiao made a fist, then extended a finger: ”For example, the Emperor Qin who suppressed a beast from ’The Classic of Mountains and Seas.’ It is said that his tomb is a virtual space...”

”Even such powerful wizards die? How did he die... Okay, I’ll shut up.” Zheng Qing looked at the doctor with blue veins appearing at the corners of his eyes and wisely zipped his mouth shut.

”If you’re really interested in Emperor Qin, then graduate early and go to the New World to ask the ’Xianqin’ people. If they don’t kill you on the spot, you might be able to learn something.” Xiao Xiao very grudgingly threw the young state-sponsored student another bone.

Zheng Qing felt like his heart was being scratched by a cat’s claw, arousing countless question marks.

Some of the terms Xiao Xiao mentioned couldn’t be found in related information at the Book Mountain Library’s normal borrowing area - which means unless he really went to study for a year and then graduated, the young state-sponsored student wouldn’t be able to learn more in a short time.

But Xiao Xiao didn’t leave him much room for fantasy.

”In short, a true small world is a world that can birth life, can accommodate life’s survival, can be self-sufficient, can grow autonomously... We just happen to have such an example right in front of us.”

”Small world?” Zheng Qing repeated the term.

”Yes, a small world.” Xiao Xiao pulled out his notebook, licked the brush in his hand, and tremblingly recorded as he spoke:

”A reality that is born and attached to our reality.”

”It signifies a legend, a miracle...of course, it also means a real hunting ground!”

”This is a very rare, very rare...thing.”

”Looking at its previous rundown appearance, it seems that the school had just captured it not long ago... they didn’t even have time to clean it up. To open it today under the watchful eyes of everyone, to tell the truth, I think the school has some ideas...” Xiao Xiao’s voice grew smaller and smaller until it was inaudible.

Zheng Qing pricked up his ears, but he didn’t catch any more news.

Seeing the doctor already lost in thought and not in the mood for conversation, the young state-sponsored student had to turn the telescope in his hand and shift his gaze back to Old Yao.

Just at this moment, the atmosphere in the hunting ground returned to solemnity.

In the lens, the thick law book under Professor Yao’s hands had just been turned to the next page.

”Hunting Song!”

The Professor’s clear voice echoed again in the hunting ground:

”Broken Bamboo, Continuation Bamboo, Flying Soil, Zhu Rou!”