High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 610: Chapter 279: Again and Again, Once More_1

For the tubby one, the most tormenting thing in this world was surely hunger.

Even if he merely heard of someone else being hungry, he would feel an innate sense of compassion, thereby generating a subtle sense of identification... even if the other party was just a bug.

Of course, the sense of identification based on compassion is very fragile - fragile enough to dissipate instantly when the round officer of the Absolution hunting team saw the empty shell of the prey’s head.

”Utterly outrageous!”

With silk gloves on both hands, a tweezer in one hand and a knife in the other, the round man faced the empty head of the cow demon. He was so angry that his face turned pale, and his whole body was shuddering: ”Isn’t the flying centipede supposed to only eat brains? Why did it ruin the demon’s eyeballs!”

”This pair of eyeballs constitute over 20% of the score in a match! And now they are destroyed by a bug?!”

”If it had eaten them, that would have been acceptable... it would at least be an enhancement to our team’s combat power.”

”But all it did was puncture the eyeball and mash the inside, what’s the meaning of this!”

”Such a terrible thing! What a waste!”

The object of the plump man’s rage, was of course, Zhang Ji Xin’s flying centipede. Although it stole the kill from Blue Bird, as the ’pet’ of the chief hunter of the Absolution Team, no one cared about its act of illegal hunting.

However, when the gold light returned to its box, and the plump man named Xin began to harvest the trophies, a conflict arose.

For some unknown reason, after the flying centipede sucked out all of the cow demon’s brain, it also poked two holes in the cow demon’s eyeballs, causing the demon’s essence within to dissipate.

This naturally caused great dissatisfaction for the ’trophy collector’ of the Absolution Hunting Team.

Zhang Ji Xin appeared rather indifferent to the plump man’s complaints.

”It’s a baby, it has just grown up, don’t be so harsh on it... after all, we’re not really in competition now.”

The red-faced wizard, holding the small box of the flying centipede in his hands, eyes sparkling, seemed eager to follow the golden light into the box: ”...instead of focusing on those two ragged eyeballs, we’d better think about how to escape this hellish hunting ground. I don’t want to provide extra meal for the Big Mouth Gulu tonight.”

His reasonable remarks rendered the plump man speechless.

”Even if you’re right... this cow demon is still a trophy of our hunting team. What your bug has destroyed isn’t two eyeballs, but golden beans!” The tubby man, holding the cow’s horns, cutting the cow’s skin vigorously with a knife, gritted his teeth and said.

His words were no exaggeration.

In the wandering bar on Beta Town’s Pedestrian Street, there is a long-standing small blackboard for the purchase of all types of demon ’parts’ - whether it’s eyeballs or hearts of demons, demon blood, demon bone powder, demon’s skin, flesh, and scale armor, all of them are clearly marked and transparently priced.

If you provide a large supply, the price is negotiable, and some buyers may even pay in advance.

The reason why demon flesh and blood are so popular is that these creatures are the only source of magic-rich organisms that wizards can hunt and trade publicly.

Maintaining a herb garden consumes tens of thousands of pounds of magical bone fertilizer every year; each experiment on breeding Gu worms consumes tons of blood and flesh rich in magical power; not to mention the ink for copying spells onto magic books, and the hearts used for sacrificial rituals. Without exaggeration, the long history of magic can be described as a chronicle teaching how to utilize ’resources generated by demons’ to the maximum extent.

The famous Grand Wizard Carl Strauss wrote in the preface of ”Philosophy of Magic”: ”...From the moment magic came into this world to now, from head to toe, every pore drips with blood and filth...”

With such a high demand, even if countless hunting teams were killing demons in the multi-dimensional world, it would still be difficult to sustain the incessant need of the wizards. No wonder the wizarding world’s demon hunting competitions had been increasing year by year, with prizes becoming more and more generous.

”Although the Flying Centipede destroyed the Cow Demon’s eyes, it left behind an intact cowhide,” Xiao Xiao’s voice rang out from beside, interrupting Fat Man’s incessant chatter. ”...If we had gone according to our previous plan, this Cow Demon’s skin wouldn’t have been preserved in its entirety.”

”An intact Cow Demon skin is not only an essential prop for the ’Cow Transformation Technique’, but also an indispensable component in high-quality flying carpets. In these respects, that Flying Centipede didn’t necessarily do a bad job.”

”This could be described as a blessing in disguise, or maybe a misfortune lying in wait,” Zhang Ji Xin said, proudly shaking the box containing the Flying Centipede and for a change, quoting a few well-known phrases. ”Or to put it another way, it’s like losing something at sunrise only to regain it at sunset.”

As Fat Man was about to retort, a flash of gold light suddenly burst from Zhang Ji Xin’s box and shot towards a nearby bush.

This sudden event drew everyone’s attention.

”What’s happening?!” Zheng Qing, who had been engrossed in copying incantations, was startled by the drift. He abruptly stood up, sternly scanning his surroundings. ”Who’s casting magic? Weren’t you reminded that we are in a silence period now? What if a demon is attracted?!”

Fat Man and Xiao Xiao simultaneously pointed to Zhang Ji Xin.

Holding the box in his hand, Zhang Ji Xin’s face turned purple. Stuttering, he said, ”It’s...it’s not my fault... It just suddenly flew out...”

”As I always say, children who always have coughs and colds are usually pretending. A good beating usually does the job. The same goes for bugs.” Fat Man coughed dramatically and added, ”Bugs too.”

Zhang Ji Xin twitched the corner of his mouth and glared at Fat Man.

Meanwhile, the gold light had returned from the bush and hid back in the box.

Zheng Qing frowned as he eyed the box. He hurried over to the spot where the centipede had fallen, pushed aside the grass and took a look.

”It’s a Snake Demon.”

He straightened up, turned to the rest of the Absolution hunting team, dangling a small snake by its tail in the air and shook it slightly. ”Its demon aura is so weak that its intensity is not even a one. No wonder it wasn’t noticed by any of the surrounding talismans.”

”Another one?” Zhang Ji Xin scratched his head, a puzzled look on his face. ”Why do so many Demons insist on rushing to their deaths? Shouldn’t we be the ones scouring the hunting field for prey?”

”Perhaps this is what they call waiting for a hare at the tree stump?” Fat Man said with a grin.

”What waits by the stump may not be a hare, but perhaps a giant dragon.” Xiao Xiao sat up straight, worry on his face, but changed the subject quickly. ”Don’t know if you guys noticed, but when the Cow Demon first appeared, it was sniffing around as if looking for something.”

”It wasn’t me.” Blue Bird offered dryly.

Everyone nodded, stifling their laughter.

”And it wasn’t the Vine Monster either.” Fat Man, taking off his leather gloves, threw them into the fire pit for divination in front of Xiao Xiao, causing a burst of sparks.

By then, he had peeled off the Cow Demon’s intact skin, rolled it up, and placed it in his wristwatch. The Cow Demon’s heart, blood, and other parts had already been collected by him, soaked in a standard protection fluid and properly stored.

Xiao Xiao glared at Fat Man, stirring the fire pit with a branch in her hand, calming the bright green flames in front of her.