High School of Demon Hunting

Chapter 1858: Chapter 79: Meaningless Matters

Brass is a mild-natured metal, widely used in various magic experiments. Engraving is also a common carving technique, extensively used in talismans, arrays, and even alchemy.

The letter ’M’ on the copper plate is likewise unremarkable, belonging to a universally adopted font in the wizarding world. From yesterday’s Beta Town Post, to the latest edition of the Great Encyclopedia at the Three Flavor Bookstore, it can be seen everywhere.

In short, based on the half-baked detection skills of several young wizards, it’s completely impossible to determine which wizard’s laboratory this copper plate originated from—or even if it really came from a wizard’s laboratory, they weren’t quite sure.

The strange spine flowed among the young wizards, and they tossed all sorts of detection magic they knew onto it, yet no clear reaction appeared.

The one-eyed crow also pecked at the piece of bone, but aside from learning that the bone was brittle and hollow, it also found nothing.

”So, does it consume its kind to compensate for a lack of energy and blood?”

Xiao Xiao squeezed hard, causing cracks in a newly extracted piece of spine, contemplating: ”...this implies that it is an immature and unstable mutation.”

Xin Fat Man had already discarded his silk gloves and small knife at some unknown time, hugging a notepad in his arms, holding a green feather pen in his hand, he suddenly looked up at his companions: ”What is the first thing you think of when you see ’M’?”

”Sepulano!”

Zheng Qing’s first reaction was a letter he received a long time ago, with a large ’M·K·S’ on the envelope causing him considerable distress at one point: ”Isn’t Sepulano’s full name Mike Gold Cypress Plano?”

”Interesting thought.”

The Fat Wizard squinted, glancing at the young cost student: ”Everyone knows you don’t like him, but the school probation you’re carrying isn’t entirely his fault... Under these circumstances, accusing him without reason lacks persuasion.”

Zheng Qing shrugged, not lingering on the topic.

He himself knew that his first reaction was somewhat abrupt. After all, Sepulano was merely a student at First University; even if he succeeded Augustus this semester, he doesn’t have the capability to concoct such a dangerous experiment.

But Fat Man wanted the first reaction, not necessarily a reasonable and correct one, so Zheng Qing just said whatever came to mind. In contrast, Jiang Yu’s answer was more reasonable.

”Misty Official Crew members also have the ’M’ symbol!”

Coming from a Wizarding Family, Jiang Yu is knowledgeable about many secrets in the wizard world, immediately proposing a relatively reliable idea: ”However, the ’M’ they use is not the official format, but rather the handwriting of the Mist Captain with a bit of cursive flair.”

”The font doesn’t matter much.”

Xin Fat Man waved the feather pen in his hand, analyzing: ”Demons have the motive, the purpose, and the ability to conduct such dangerous and cruel experiments... Even if it’s really not them, during reporting, only they can be blamed for this mess.”

This is the ’political correctness’ of news reporting, something Xin has deeply understood after staying with the campus newspaper for a year. Because such a report neither affects the relevant departments’ continued pursuit of the truth, nor the stability of society, it promotes unity within the wizard circles against the demon side’s ’evil’ concept, providing countless benefits and no harm.

After finishing the analysis, Xin moved his gaze, intending to look towards Xiao Xiao, but suddenly stopped.

Because the Little Witch in Jiang Yuhuai’s arms also raised her hand—the One-eyed Crow’s discussion about the origins of the Two-headed Ogre had subtly awakened the Little Witch.

Perhaps she had actually awakened earlier.

But her self-esteem as a university student made her prefer to pretend to faint with closed eyes, rather than open them. Yet, she was not the type to hold back, having listened for a long time, finally unable to resist sharing her own insights.

Xin Fat Man blinked softly, showing no signs of surprise. Similarly, the other young wizards earnestly looked at the Little Witch, without any unnecessary exclamations like ’You’re awake?’ ’Are you feeling better?’, that would probably make the girl faint again.

The Fat Wizard pointed the feather pen at the raised small arm: ”Hmm... What do you think?”

”Cat... Cat Fruit Tree?” Li Meng curled up in Jiang Yu’s embrace, her face still somewhat pale, weakly raised her hand, trying hard to express her opinion.

If Zheng Qing’s first reaction seemed abrupt, Jiang Yu’s first response held some degree of rationality, then Li Meng, who had just awakened, provided an answer that made everyone roll their eyes.

Fat Man covered his mouth, coughing strongly, as if choking on his own saliva. Zheng Qing used his robe’s sleeve to cover his face, loudly blowing his nose.

Jiang Yu maintained a calm expression from start to finish, but her slightly lowered eyelids and trembling eyelashes also expressed her attitude.

Perhaps realizing her words were somewhat fantastical.

Li Meng quickly supported herself, explaining: ”A plaque almost identical to this copper plate, just much bigger, is secured on the Cat Fruit Tree!”

Zheng Qing struggled to quell his impulse to roll his eyes, holding three fingers up to explain to the Little Witch: ”I solemnly swear, the plaque on the Cat Fruit Tree has nothing to do with this matter... That plaque was mounted by the guards I requested from the Pet Garden, the ’M’ is the initial for cat... All the cats on my tree are very well-behaved!”

Jiang Yu coughed softly.

The boy immediately corrected himself: ”I mean the cats on that tree are all proper cats!”

”Ha, proper or not, but Li Meng’s suspicion is quite reasonable, I must record it.” Xin Fat Man glanced at everyone, with a mischievous look in his eyes.

Zheng Qing pretended not to see the antics of this troublemaker, instead turning to Xiao Xiao: ”Doctor, what do you think?”

Being the Diviner of the Absolution Hunting Team, known as the Doctor, Xiao Xiao’s viewpoints have always been highly regarded by everyone. Upon hearing Zheng Qing’s inquiry, all immediately looked towards the short boy.

Xiao Xiao did not answer immediately, standing up, dropping the silk gloves in his hand, stretching lazily before pushing his glasses and answering slowly:

”These things, Merlin knows the answer... Just like the curse that has unfortunately devastated the Ogre Tribe, many possibilities exist. It might be an ancient plague hidden within the world’s depths, coming back to life; or perhaps mutating alien strains brought by demons upon arrival... We could make all kinds of speculations, but just like Fleischman and Pons observing cold fusion at a palladium electrode by electrolyzing heavy water, these speculations might be meaningless. Unless one of us has a relative named Stark.”

Xin Fat Man burst into laughter.

Only he understood Xiao Xiao’s lengthy cold joke.

Zheng Qing, aside from knowing Merlin was a great wizard and Stark was a famous alchemist’s last name, did not grasp many terms in the Doctor’s previous remarks.

But that did not prevent him from understanding the meaning of the cold joke.

Their speculations were meaningless.

Unless someone could prove their speculation.