High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 2895: Chapter 1114: Dragon Boat Festival

The words of the Divination course professor abruptly shifted Zheng Qing’s consciousness from a simple view of ’good and bad’ and ’good and evil’ to the complex and cold reality — he wasn’t sure if this was an upward shift in perception or simply a parallel shift to another evaluative system, but undoubtedly, each occurrence of such a shift profoundly impacted his values.

Just like today.

Until the evening class ended, Zheng Qing hadn’t fully recovered.

So much so that when Zhang Yu came to room 403 to take him to the Giant God Soldier project team, seeing the boy’s dazed expression, he hesitated whether he should first take him to the school hospital.

"—No, no need, thank you."

Zheng Qing naturally declined the group leader’s suggestion politely, waving his hand repeatedly, muttering, "It’s just, just that my perception got a little shaken... It’s not the first time something like this has happened, I’ll recover... Rest for a few days, and I should be able to forget."

Despite saying this.

He himself didn’t have much confidence.

A long time ago, he had read a novel by Luo Sen titled "Zhu Yan Xue," and his spirit was greatly polluted, the explosive stories within it seriously traumatized his young mind, unable to shake off the shadow of these three words for many years — this kind of value-shaking impact is absolutely not something that can be cured in the short term.

Of course, Professor Yi’s words were not that bad.

"Did you catch a cold?" Zhang Yu scrutinized the young man’s face: "——I still have some leftover Mulan Soup here, do you want to wash your face before setting off?"

Saying this, he looked around at the empty walls, shook his head slightly: "No Calamus or Wormwood hanging, although I don’t understand their mystical principles, since the old generation of wizards passed down these routines, they should be respected a bit. Life besides studying and exams also has health and blessings."

Zheng Qing listened confusedly, calculated with his fingers inside his sleeve, then suddenly realized.

Oh, today is the Dragon Boat Festival.

Last year’s Dragon Boat Festival was at the end of May, this year it’s in mid-June; don’t underestimate the difference of just half a month, to young wizards preparing for finals, it’s a world of difference.

In a few days, it’s the final exams, the whole Jiuyou Academy has been plunged into the suffocating pre-exam frenzy atmosphere, no one would, at this critical moment, care if grass dragons are tied to the trees on the sidewalks, nor would anyone joyfully tie colorful ropes on their wrists on such days. Everyone wanders like the wind through the academy, perhaps the only thing reminding everyone of today’s date is the exam point concerning the distinction between ’Noon Water’ and ’Dragon Boat Festival Water’.

Zheng Qing is even burdened with graduation and ’crows,’ two troubles — the former is imminent, the latter just slammed him a few times these days.

"Damn... Almost forgot!"

The young protagonist muttered, and he rummaged out a stack of ’Noon Time Charms’ from the Grey Cloth Bag, gifts he prepared for friends for the Dragon Boat Festival, if it wasn’t for Zhang Yu mentioning it tonight, he almost forgot: "Everyone who sees gets a share, everyone must be safe and smooth..."

The not-so-renowned talisman drawer generously handed out these talisman papers to a few black-robed folks and roommates, giving Xiao Xiao an extra one, whispering: "Cough, when the Black Gem Cat returns later, let it run over and deliver two Noon Time Charms over there..."

"Your cat will return around midnight, Dragon Boat Festival will be over, does delivering Noon Time Charms still hold meaning?" Doctor Xiao somewhat dismissively shook his head.

"Gifts can be inconspicuous, can be cheap, can be late, but cannot be absent." The boy who often dances on eggshells patted his own Diviner on the shoulder, speaking earnestly: "—Sending gifts is a matter of attitude."

Zhang Yu stood at the dormitory door, listening to his two classmates’ whispers, his expression becoming subtle.

As it turns out, forgetting the Dragon Boat Festival today was not exclusive to room 403 or Jiuyou Academy’s young wizards.

There was equally no holiday atmosphere in the Giant God Soldier Laboratory, the black-robed, white-robed, and grey-robed folks hurried back and forth, with witches’ messy hair complementing the warlocks’ disheveled beards, imbuing the laboratory’s air with a sense of urgency.

Zheng Qing casually greeted the bald Alex, slipped into the Resonance Chamber, and adeptly piloted the Edge Type-One.

Opening his eyes, the towering monster was already standing in that empty hall it was in last time. But unlike before, there were fewer black-robed guards tonight in the hall.

Zheng Qing surmised many might have been pulled to catch Professor Montreya.

The other surprise he had was seeing Korma in the hall.

It wasn’t Korma ’wearing’ the Edge Type-One but Korma truly standing on the hall floor herself, in a black robe, with her flowing silver hair standing out amid the black robes.

"Where’s your Giant God Soldier?"

The monster piloted by ’Zheng Qing’ hugged its knees, sitting beside the witch, asked in a shrill, piercing voice. The surrounding black-robed folks collectively showed discomfort, making him feel a bit apologetic.

Next second.

The witch’s thoughts collided with the boy’s conscious sea — he then realized, even without a Giant God Soldier, she was still a genuine Big Wizard.

"... They didn’t arrange for me to enter the Resonance Chamber, directly brought me here." Korma’s voice sounded very cheerful, but Zheng Qing kept feeling a slight unnatural stiffness: "I guess tonight we might proceed to the next test."

Next test?

Edge Type-One has already gone through several practical tests, unless further experimenting with ’super-safe range’ resonance state, what else is there to test?

Given Zheng Qing’s current situation, he felt the school shouldn’t arrange for him to do such things.

And if it’s not testing Edge Type-One, then what’s the next test about?

Special configuration?

At this thought, Zheng Qing’s breathing halted for half a second, the thoughts already circulating in his mind for days finally couldn’t resist rushing out, landing on the witch: "—Is your body alright?"

He clearly remembered what Old Yao and Korma previously said to him — her status as a Big Wizard and piloting the legendary level ’Primordial’ inevitably requires paying a sufficient price — and just days ago Korma suffered an attack from another top Big Wizard, got injured, he didn’t believe a few days later, Korma’s injuries could heal.

"I guess today should just be a simple warm startup, testing whether various functional areas can operate normally. It won’t involve overly profound operations... The physical burden is slight." The witch seemingly guessed the boy’s worries, smiled, eyes shining brightly: "As for my current condition, it’s more than enough to handle today’s task."