High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 484: Chapter 153 Starting of 8th week_1

Only when the spirits attending the evening party returned, donned their armor again, and began shooing people away in the corridors with their wavering, clanking movements, did the group of young wizards from Room 601, exhausted in mind and body, leave the teaching building.

But the busy day was not over yet.

Because in just over an hour, it would be October 20th.

This was Zheng Qing’s eighth Monday at First University.

The young scholarship student seemed to have just realized that he had a mountain of homework left undone. Even with the ’reference materials’ provided by Doctor Xiao, he could only prioritize the homework due the next morning.

For instance, Old Yao’s analysis of the spell ’Sky is Clear’. This spell’s importance had been stressed repeatedly by the professor in class, and homework assignments analyzing this spell had continued for several weeks. Even Zheng Qing, racking his brains, found it hard to come up with fresh phrases.

Another example was the ’Dual Manure Analysis’ assigned by Professor Li Qihuang — this was a name coined by the students, when in fact the professor only asked the students to analyze the connection between the herbs ’White Lilac’ and ’Chicken Arrow White’, and whether ’Chicken Arrow White’ can be considered a variant of ’White Lilac’.

Of course, no matter how much Zheng Qing struggled, there was never enough time.

By the time he fell into his quilt bed with his aching arms and neck, the moon outside the window had already set behind the distant mountains. The world was plunged into a pitch-black, as if it had fallen into an endless silence.

The young scholarship student felt as if he had barely placed his head on the pillow when he heard Xin Fat Man’s cries in the dormitory.

”We’re late! We’re gonna be late! Everyone get up!!”

”God, didn’t either of you go to morning class?!”

”We’re screwed... If we’re late, will Old Yao dock our academic credits?”

Zheng Qing listened to the Fat Man’s raucous noises in a daze, his sluggish brain seeming to take a long time to react before suddenly starting up.

He sat up abruptly.

Underneath him, the bed creaked under the sudden weight.

”What time is it?!”

The young scholarship student poked his head out of his quilt and struggled around in bed, hurriedly slipping on his gown, his face full of panic.

His eyes weren’t fully open yet, one eyelid drooping and the other revealing a slit, making him look rather comical.

”It’s ten minutes to eight,” Xiao Xiao, with a toothbrush in his mouth and messy hair, and huge bags under his eyes, said as he quickly packed up his homework and textbooks, ”If we run quickly, we should just make it...”

”We will make it. Absolutely.” Zheng Qing brightened, swiftly took out a bunch of Talisman papers from his grey cloth bag, ”The leftover ’Armor Horse Charms’ from yesterday’s practice, I still have a few of poor quality left, I was originally planning to consume them today anyway...if we strap two to our legs, from here to the classroom, it should take at most three minutes!”

Poor Quality Fu Lu have a very short shelf life, so they’re very cheap and virtually valueless.

This was the Fu Lu that Zheng Qing consumed the most on a daily basis — those of higher quality or above, he would sell directly to the Wandering Bar, saving up for his future wizard upgrade assessments.

”Rich man...” Xin Fat Man took a few quick steps, jumped in front of Zheng Qing and snatched two of the Armor Horse charms. He immediately slapped them on his own legs and sprinted out of the room.

From the hallway outside the door came his increasingly distant yell: ”I’ll go save spots for you guys...”

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With the help of the Armor Horse charms, the young wizards from Dorm 403 just managed to make it to their seats in the classroom a minute before the bell signaling the start of class rang.

As soon as Zheng Qing plonked into his chair, it felt like all the strength in his body, including his spirit, was drained away by some mysterious force, and he immediately slumped onto the table.

He didn’t even have time to pull out his Law book or the ”Standard Spells” textbook from his grey cloth bag.

”I was doing homework yesterday, so I went to sleep very late... but why didn’t you get up this morning?” the scholarship student asked the doctoral student next to him, lying face-down on the desk, his eyes closed, barely managing to get the words out.

”I took a sleeping pill before I went to bed last night, perhaps the ’Horse Bells Flower’ in it had expired, and the effect of the medicine was a bit strong...” Xiao Xiao slumped on the table, resting her head on her arm, her voice muffled.

Zheng Qing snorted a response, indicating that he understood.

He was hoping to catch a few minutes of sleep before Old Yao entered the classroom, to ensure that he wouldn’t be dozing off during the lecture.

But this little aspiration was doomed to be unrealized.

Because he came late today, the ’prime’ seats at the back of the classroom had already been snatched by other people.

Xin Fat Man had only managed to secure seats in the three or four rows in the middle of the classroom.

This was an incredibly poor choice for Zheng Qing— the front rows were too close to the classroom door, even the stick figure behind the door could see him without standing on tip-toe.

Considering that last night, he had offended the bad-tempered and ill-natured stick figure by covering its head with a tablecloth. So, from the moment the scholarship student entered the classroom, he was met with a non-stop barrage of ’greetings’ from the ’stick figure’.

From Zheng Qing’s single strand of hair on his head, to his red eyes, and then to the cufflinks on his robe, the stick figure tried all sorts of ways to use various vile words on the half-asleep young wizard.

Only when Jiang Da Headmaster threatened to throw a piece of chalk at it did the stick figure quiet down a bit.

Just a bit.

If anyone sitting in the front rows paid a bit more attention, they could see the stick figure swelling up its bun-like face, its mouth composed of a thin line moving, muttering silent curses.

Although for Zheng Qing, the front few rows weren’t very friendly, for Xin Fat Man, the seats weren’t that bad.

That’s because the middle of the front row was usually where the female witches sat, including the little loli, Li Meng.

Sitting behind them, it seemed like the fat man had entered spring early and was particularly excited.

Li Meng simply asked curiously, ’Why are you guys late today?’

And received a torrent of explanations from the Fat Man.

From the fact that Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao missed morning class today, to their hunting team testing until 10:30 last night, and to the afternoon’s trial of the hunting team assisting in Absolution training yesterday, the young witch was overwhelmed and filled with regret— if it wasn’t for the stick figure behind the classroom door loudly announcing ’the Professor is here’, the Fat Man’s explanation could probably trace back to the opening ceremony of the school hunting party last Thursday.

”Good morning, everyone!”

Old Yao, as always, pushed open the classroom door and strode to the podium.

He seemed in a very good mood, his face full of smiles, and even found the time to make a joke with the boys:

”Moon Hunting is the time of the year with the highest concentration of dances... if you can’t manage to get a date during this time, you’re destined to be alone for life... however, as your advisor, I can teach you a little secret.”

”This is a unique technique passed down among veterans, and generally unknown to others.”

The atmosphere paused in the classroom, feeling subtly interesting.

The witches all lowered their heads, their faces bearing awkward yet polite smiles; the male students, on the other hand, all simultaneously straightened up and pricked up their ears.

Old Yao cleared his throat:

”Ahem, single wizards can go to the Pet Garden and see if there are any dogs for rent.”

”Then fill in an application form, and take the dog for a walk around the campus.”

”When you see a girl you like, go forward boldly, and ask politely, ’do you have a dog? Spring is here, and my dog is still single...’”

The classroom fell silent for a few seconds, and then erupted into uproarious laughter.