High School of Demon Hunting-Chapter 57 - Suspicious Guide_1

57: Chapter 57 Suspicious Guide_1

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Nicholas was slender, his skin a bit sallow, with dark brown hair neatly tied back, firmly held by a metal band.

His eye sockets were deep-set, dark brown eyes always trembling involuntarily when he spoke, seemingly avoiding something or as if he were lying.

Just like earlier, when a new student asked about the scar on his forehead.

He spoke rapidly, explaining that the scar was left over from a terrible laboratory accident.

When asked about the specifics of the accident, he pursed his thin lips, chuckled mysteriously, and didn’t utter a word.

Seeing his fidgety eyes, the newcomers were skeptical.

Doubt filled Zheng Qing’s heart, though he wasn’t questioning Nicholas’ story — in fact, he didn’t believe Nicholas’ tale at all.

Because he was slightly doubtful of Nicholas’ identity.

He felt as if he’d heard this name somewhere before.

According to that overweight professor, newcomers were divided into groups by college, with one senior guide assigned to every four or five new students in the same college.

Senior guide!

Zheng Qing’s gaze fell onto Nicholas’ somewhat old deep-red gown.

The gown had black unidentified traces on the surface, and the collar and cuffs were somewhat worn and shiny.

Most importantly, there were no black borders on his robe.

Zheng Qing turned to look at Xiao Xiao.

The short young man with buzzed hair was holding his notebook, trailing the crowd nonchalantly, looking a bit absent-minded.

Zheng Qing turned his head back, continued to observe his guide.

Nicholas didn’t realize that among the newcomers he was leading, someone was carefully observing him.

He continued to endlessly share his experiences:

“First of all, remember not to buy anything!

Especially those things that ‘feel’ very useful!”

Nicholas emphasized the word ‘feel.’

He flicked his ponytail, lamented, “I remember, one time a classmate saw those very cheap lab materials, various pharmaceutical formulas, cultivation guidance, and was overjoyed.

He spent a month’s living expenses to buy them all.”

“Then what?” Someone curiously asked.

“That’s it, those materials are still sitting in the corner of the dormitory.

That poor fellow hoped you would learn from his mistake and is hoping one of you newcomers would take these materials back to your dorm — he would even be willing to incur some loss.”

“Why!”

“Because there’s no need,” Nicholas spread his hands: “Experiments done in class are supplied with materials, those that you guys are allowed to do outside class also provide materials for free.

Professors are always welcome for you to challenge them with all sorts of problems, and there are countless veterans in the clubs willing to share their cultivation experiences with you.

Unless you have some strange, abnormal plans, resources for learning are abundant.”

“But!

To use the school’s facilities, you will have to show your identity cards.” He shook the silvery-grey card in his hand: “You guys eat, bathe, enter the dormitory; read, attend classes, do experiments; all will require this card.”

Pleased with himself for arranging the words into a rough rhythm, Nicholas repeated it several times before continuing to explain: “To put it simply, a card will give you access to the whole school, without a card you will struggle to move an inch.

High grades will let you flirt with all the girls, low grades will make it hard to find friends.

Sure, once you are off-campus, for example, in Beta Town, and a few friends want to meet or buy some small gifts, you will need to spend some money.

The cost of living on the island isn’t high, a meal would be just a few silver coins.”

While speaking, everyone received their student cards.

Zheng Qing carefully examined the card in his hand.

The student credit card was about three inches long, entirely silvery-white, the material unknown, but it felt like a kind of warm metal.

The upper-left corner of the card displayed the holder’s photo; on the right were the college, major, student number, name, and most importantly the credit score.

At this moment, the number next to his credit score was a vivid red 0.

“The credit card serves dual purposes.

It’s not only a student ID for the First University but also a debit card from the Wizards United Bank.

In a while, you can try depositing your surplus money into this card.

You can do this at the Wizards United Bank’s Buji Island Campus Branch.”

“The bank is located in the front yard of the university, you can easily find it as it has Gold and Silver Wood, Yuanbao Maple, and Magnolia trees planted in front of it.

I’ll point it out to you guys in a while.”

The newcomers carefully examined their identity cards, whispering to each other and conversing in low voices.

Nicholas clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention back to him:

“Before the tour, I will give you a brief introduction.”

“After we landed, which for new students, it’s easier to accept the phrase ‘falling off the plane’.”

Nicholas rolled his eyes, seemingly trying to be playful.

Unfortunately, this reminder was a rude awakening to the freshmen’s recent terrifying experience, cooling down their mood significantly.

Feeling a little uneasy, the freshman guide clears his throat to continue:

“The small plaza we landed in is called ‘First Plaza’, then the grand gate you crossed is called ‘First Gate’, and this grand hall you are currently in is called ‘First Hall’.

Easy to remember, isn’t it?”

Zheng Qing couldn’t help but chuckle.

He had completely lost faith in the wizards’ ability to name things.

However, this laughter served as a huge encouragement for Nicholas, whose tone became slightly more upbeat:

“The ‘First Hall’ is a mandatory stop before entering every college, hunting ground, research institute, etc., of the university.

Without passing through here, it is quite difficult to reach your desired college.

Consider this place as the hub of the First University.”

“Since you are all freshmen, for daily gatherings, you can comfortably stay on the first floor viewing corridor of the First Hall.

As for the second and third floors, those are for upperclassmen.

You don’t need to worry about those at all.”

Speaking, he raised his head, looked at the high-up corridor, and fell silent for a few seconds.

“For safety reasons, the hall is closed off to the outside.

You can think of the glowing objects flying in the dome as stars, just don’t randomly attack them.

As for the beautiful music playing here constantly, honestly, I don’t know what’s going on.”

“Previous veterans bragged that the singing was from the elves living on those little stars.

That’s pure nonsense.

I tried to catch them and saw nothing.

I even lost a point for it.”

Nicholas pouted slightly, appearing somewhat chagrined.

Among the freshmen, a short girl suddenly gasped in alarm, “What’s wrong with it?

It’s been restless since earlier.

Is there something wrong with this place?”

Zheng Qing noticed that the girl was clutching a Flower Cat’s head, trying to soothe her little companion.

However, the Flower Cat in her arms struggled vigorously, continuously meowing non-stop.

“Don’t worry, just let it go” said Nicholas calmly, “As Professor Charles explained earlier, these creatures know where they are supposed to go.

This is the First University, there is absolutely no need for you to worry about their safety.”

The girl, half convinced, let go of her hand, and the Flower Cat elegantly hit the ground, stood up, shook off its fur, languidly straightened its body with a stretch.

It looked at the short girl with its amber eyes and glanced at the bystanders in a haughty manner, then strolled leisurely into the corridor, disappearing behind an archway.

Looking around, Zheng Qing realized that Poseidon had also vanished without a trace.

Xiao Xiao’s ancient turtle has also mysteriously joined in, working hard to crawl towards the archway.

“Drat, I forgot to remove the fox’s vest.” Frustrated, Zheng Qing scratched the box in his arms.

Inside the box, a few little elves restlessly rolled over.

Zheng Qing got scared and immediately loosened his grip of the box.

He hasn’t figured out how to face the little elves when they wake up.

“What are you holding?” The short girl pointed at the box in Zheng Qing’s arms and asked curiously.

“Destiny.” Xiao Xiao suddenly raised his head and replied.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, holding the box in his arms a bit tighter.

The little elves inside the box were still sound asleep.

The noisy sounds in the hall and Zheng Qing’s scratching of the box did not disturb their sweet dreams at all.