Just like Xiao Xiao predicted, before the spring equinox, the cold air balloon of the meteorological supervisor seemed to be free of money, throwing seventeen or eighteen in one night, and it became strangely hot during the day, resulting in a temperature difference of more than ten degrees between day and night.

Although it has not yet reached the level of 'wearing a leather jacket in the morning and wearing a yarn in the afternoon', it has also caused a mess of dressing styles on campus, some are still wrapped in winter coats, some have changed into summer thin shirts early, and some have thick upper bodies and extremely thin lower bodies, which is amazing.

This changeable climate coincides with the eerie atmosphere on campus.

Nine schools, Alpha Castle, the Fish-Man Tribe, the Divine Will, the Blood Friends Society, and so on, all kinds of complicated relationships are linked together, making public opinion on campus chaotic into a pot of porridge.

Some elders of the Fish-Man Tribe called for the tribe to be relocated from Linzhong Lake and moved to the scenic waters outside Alpha Castle, and to rebuild a new Fish-Man Reserve that coincided with the free atmosphere of Alpha Castle.

Alpha Academy was vague about this, and did not give a clear answer, but repeatedly reiterated some of the Wizarding Alliance's opinions about the Fish-Man Reservation, as well as the nonsense of respecting the Nine Talents Academy's ownership of Linzhong Lake.

In addition to the solemn statement, Jiuyou Academy also announced that it would further strengthen the night patrol of Linzhong Lake, saying that it would agree that the patrol members of the patrol team would carry strong magical equipment such as magic books and talismans, and would authorize the patrol members to prevent possible terrorist acts in advance.

Compared to a few semi-official statements, the actions of the Divine Will and the Blood Friends are much more straightforward. From Monday to Friday, every evening in the school's many hunting grounds, there were hunting competitions between the two societies - the only consequence of this no-nonsense style was that the beds in the school hospital were obviously so tight that Zheng Qing once heard Lady Bella complain that the classification of the school's roster was too arbitrary, and that many students who clearly belonged to Starry Sky Academy were assigned to other academies.

This mess lasted for a week, and there was no sign of improvement until the spring equinox on Friday, and it looks like it will continue for a long time.

Although the Knights of Yousin established the principle of 'one-sidedness' after the meeting, in private, Zheng Qing repeatedly reminded all friends to pay attention to restraint, 'those who come on can do it, but those who don't play', pay attention to keeping a low profile on weekdays, and do not accept interviews from any media, including Xin Fatzi, any reporter, so as not to become the first bird to be shot.

On Saturday afternoon, after returning from the Montella lab, Zheng Qing collapsed in bed like a dead dog.

Tonight's search mission was led by Xiao Xiao, so Zheng Qing rarely stole a moment of leisure. It's been more than a week, and there is no trace of either Liu Feifei's pet snake or the faceless monster mentioned by the mouse in Tsing Yi. The hunting team is also a little slack.

At noon yesterday, the pet snake has been lost for more than 13 days, and Liu Feifei also submitted relevant application materials to the school working committee. But according to Nicholas, the gray-robed wizard received by the school committee was a little pessimistic, saying that there were more than one or two small animals that had recently disappeared near Linzhong Lake, and the probability of finding them was very low.

According to the gray-robed wizard's cryptic account, there is a good chance that the missing little ones were dragged away by the abominable fishmen in the lake.

Xiao Xiao has reservations about such a statement.

According to him, for now, the relationship between the Fish-Man Tribe and the School Committee is very poor, and it is very possible for the Gray-robed Wizard to give the Fish-Man Tribe some eye drops in this way, and from another perspective, it is almost impossible for a large number of small animals to go missing under the supervision of the school's guardian array, which would make the Wizarding Code a joke.

And the Wizarding League hates it most when everyone treats the Wizarding Codex as a joke.

Thoughts drift through my head, and I don't get tired of it. Zheng Qing shook his head vigorously, and his eyes fell on the window.

The sun had already set, and the color was a little pale under the silver-gray sky.

Yesterday was the vernal equinox.

After the vernal equinox, the weather supervisor in charge of weather changes no longer has a reason to casually cool down and snow, so the weather has suddenly warmed up today.

The dormitory was empty, except for Zheng Qing, everyone else was a member of the search team tonight. Only the elf and the fat cat that ate and slept and ate kept him company.

Since the last time Dr. Duzem did a physical examination for the elves, saying that they were unexpectedly healthy, Zheng Qing has visited the Institute of Abnormal Life several times later, without exception, and has not found any problems with them.

Up to now, the elves have not taken special potions for a long time, and they just drink some dew and nectar on weekdays, and live in Zheng Qing's tent, and they don't see any difference from other elves.

Dr. Duzem took an interest in these little ones, and at one point hoped that Zheng Qing would give him a hand, promising to write a high-coefficient paper for the young wizard. Zheng Qing politely declined.

As for Tuan Tuan, after half a year of fat in the 403 dormitory, his body is much more rounded than when he first came, and his temper towards the male witches is a little kinder. The only thing that remains unchanged is its lazy temperament and its penchant for chicken legs.

Because of their preference for chicken legs, Zheng Qing and others can support it to do a little irrelevant work on the basis of not violating the dignity of the civet.

Like now.

"Tuan Tuan?" Zheng Qing lay on the bed, lengthened his tone, and then bent his right thumb and pointed to his back.

"Meow ......" Tuan Tuan dragged out the call for a long time, with undulating tones and rich timbre.

Zheng Qing pursed the corners of his lips.

"I only have one," the young wizard turned his head and pressed the pillow against his head, his tone more threatening, "You think clearly, none of them are here tonight, and no one can give you chicken legs except me." ”

The fat cat snorted disdainfully, looking like a soldier could not be killed, pacing square steps, walking around the desk steadily, the tip of the hanging tail accidentally swept a chart to the ground.

The corners of Zheng Qing's eyes twitched.

"Add another chicken wing," he drooped his eyelids, and his voice was full of negotiation: "It's all old customers, you have to learn to discount...... This is a long-term business, and we must learn to benefit each other and learn to achieve a win-win situation. ”

Tuan Tuan narrowed its orange eyes, thought for a long time, and finally slipped around and jumped onto Zheng Qing's bed.

"That's right......" the wizard muttered, burying his head back in the pillow and humming comfortably, "One step, two steps, yes, a little heavier here...... Well, go three talents, step five phases...... Yes, this is it, suck ......."

On his back, the fat cat hunched his back, and his soft paws pressed the corresponding acupoints hard, stomping on his back hard.

"The old cat's claws are getting better and better, and it's no wonder that the fat man likes it so much to stay in his bed. Zheng Qing squinted his eyes and grinned comfortably.

"There's still a weird familiar smell about this kid...... Hey, why can't you remember?" the fat cat's face also wrinkled into a bun, revealing a thoughtful expression.