Hunting College

v2 Chapter 588: cognitive bias

Zheng Qing heard a saying.

If you have no way to understand what you have encountered and everything you have encountered now, then plant a seed in your heart, water and fertilize it day after day, and pour your confusion and accumulated experience into that seed, Then go on living a life of blissful ignorance.

Until one day in the future, when you can understand and accept it, you will suddenly find that the seeds have germinated and grown up without knowing when, and have produced abundant fruits—whether those fruits are sweet, sour, bitter, or have already rotted. Lost.

Zheng Qing felt that he had just planted another seed.

Because the wizard who checked his body couldn't find any traces of the boy's body being corrupted by evil methods—due to the limited clues, even the great wizard couldn't figure out much valuable information—and Zheng Qing called out "the crow" in horror. After two words, in less than five minutes, more than a dozen therapists and fortune tellers of different ranks, big and small, checked his body, but without exception, no one found any abnormalities in the boy's body.

So much so that for a moment, the young public finance student wanted to cut open his arm and let them check it carefully.

"There are many ways to tenderize beef..."

Not far away, the magic biology lecturer who has been cleared of suspicion is discussing several ways of beef with Fatty Xin in a low voice: "The best way is naturally to choose a calf. The meat of a calf is the most tender. You don't need too much cooking, just serve it. Good and delicious; some people like to use a metal hammer to smash the thick fibers in the beef. This method is fast and efficient, but it is very laborious, easy to splash everywhere, and the taste is not good; People, like me, like to use magic marinade, to apply a layer of special marinade to the meat before grilling, the whole process of change is slow and controllable, while retaining the flavor of the ingredients, make it more suitable for your appetite...so the key It's about finding your own marinade recipe."

"Are you sure it's the crow that moved its hands and feet?" The questioning voice in the ear diverted Zheng Qing's attention from the beef marinade to reality, and Mr. Millie from the Three-pronged Sword was looking at him with a serious face.

This Mr. Millie is not familiar with Zheng Qing, but he heard from d&k's clerks that he led a team to visit the Ear Brothers working in the store many times last summer, and seemed to want to find traces of the mouse fairy, but in the end he found nothing.

Just like this time.

"It's absolutely true."

The young public fee student looked sincerely into Mr. Detective's pale gray eyes, and almost swore. He felt that the detective in front of him was not so much a wizard as an insurance investigator, wearing a crisp robe, holding a calfskin-covered book, every question seemed to suspect that the person involved seemed to have bad motives.

"But with so many wizards present, it is certain that no crows were found."

Another agent of the Three-pronged Sword next to him couldn't help reminding Zheng Qing with 'kindness': "The barbecue Mr. Gan Ning gave you was cooked by elves, and he just smeared a little personal sauce on it... The relevant supplier and We are screening the service personnel one by one... Now the question is, how do you know that the 'golden copper bean' is the hand and foot of the crows?"

The three-pronged sword agent who was interrogating the word "golden" was very clear, and Zheng Qing didn't realize what he meant at the first time.

He looked around in a daze. After checking his body, several great wizards who attended the banquet did not participate in the follow-up questioning, but gathered together to discuss something in a low voice; the school teachers and the three-pronged sword detectives around him all frowned. Wrinkled, each seemed to have their own concerns; and Dan Hag standing outside the crowd and the guests of the Council under the Moon had subtle expressions.

Especially the Duke of Milton, who barely concealed the schadenfreude on his face.

"The forgiveness hunting team has been tracking crows for more than a month. We are the first hunting team in the school to notice the existence of crows." Fatty Xin finally recovered from the topic of beef marinade, and noticed the situation faced by his companions—he, as a reporter, Knowing best not to lose the initiative when talking, he answered Zheng Qing's question first: "We've seen them use this kind of thing before!"

"Is it possible that it is a golden bean?" Someone put forward such a guess: "I remember that in some places in China, they like to wrap money in food, which means wealth..."

"No one puts golden beans in a roast, and what about gold? How come it's gone when you get a tooth?"

"Could it be delirium? I mean, maybe a mistake?"

The chaotic discussions in his ears sounded like there would be no results for a while, Zheng Qing took a deep breath, calmed down, and went to find the "tenant" in his body to understand the situation.

"Don't worry, it's a good thing."

As soon as the little green snake uttered the words of relief, Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment: "Something really came in? Where is it? Wait... You said something good? Are you sure? I remember it was something the crows experimented with... Previous The wizard of the North District who used it has turned into a monster!"

"How could it be a monster?" The little green snake was displeased, and the tip of its tail almost touched the tip of the boy's nose: "One or two of you wizards are short-lived and strangely shaped, I didn't say anything..."

Hearing this, Zheng Qing finally realized one thing.

The little green snake was transformed from a trace of the Sea Demon King's energy and obsession, which meant that it retained the Sea Demon King's 'aesthetics', and the Sea Demon King, in the final analysis, was still a monster.

Demons and wizards are different.

Thinking of this, the young public finance student suddenly felt his expression collapse: "What kind of a good thing is this! I don't want to grow tentacles, or have seventeen or eight more eyeballs!"

"A little more eyeballs~lightnovelpub.net~ Wouldn't it be clearer to see the 'road'? It will be very helpful for you to master the forbidden spell!" The little green snake obviously couldn't understand why the boy reacted so violently, and his tone couldn't hide his confusion : "Moreover, this bloodline seed can greatly strengthen your physical body... Didn't you always have headaches because of the mismatch between your body and your spirit? Now that you have this seed, such problems will never occur. You can understand it as It strengthens the 'dam' in your body, with its existence, you can even slightly increase the control over the forbidden spell, so that you won't explode yourself at every turn."

"I do not want!"

Zheng Qing didn't bother to explain, but expressed his attitude resolutely: "Why can't other people find the trace of me being eroded?"

The little green snake shrugged its shoulders—the ghost knows why Zheng Qing saw the shoulder shrugging from a snake—closed those red and blue eyes, and lazily turned back to the tree of forbidden spells: "Because the seed It's not 'harmful' to you, it's more like a tonic. If there is no external interference, the changes in your physical body will be slow and controllable, and it will be difficult for people to notice... As for what you don't want... If you don't want it, then don't... Take time to get rid of it slowly Just clean it..."

"Can't you help remove it?"

"Please, I'm just a dying little snake, how can I have the ability to perform such delicate operations!"

"Shouldn't you keep me safe?"

"Aren't you safe now? You are even safer and healthier now than before you ate that seed!"

"I don't want your health!" The young wizard felt his mentality collapsed, and shouted in the sea of ​​consciousness: "I don't want to grow so many tentacles!"

"I'm not a beautician..."

Zheng Qing knew for the first time that this snake was so sharp-mouthed that he choked on it for a moment and had nothing to say.