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Collected by the Soul Catcher Elementary Academy.

It is a dilapidated three-story building, and the vermilion bricks on the façade have long been mottled. The patina-covered door was open, but it was crowded, and occasionally a few students in the uniform of a spirit catcher passed by, but they went straight away, not even thinking of looking around.

A thin girl sat on the side behind the hidden door, digging through a stack of worn-out paper manuscripts, which Qiao Laogen had been researching for many years. Qiao Laogen often writes down what he thinks, because ideas come and go quickly, and what he writes down is like graffiti, which only Qiao Yi can understand.

Qiao Yi took out a bundle of hemp rope, cut it into multiple sections with scissors, tied up Qiao Laogen's manuscript paper for spiritual artifact research with hemp rope holes, and sorted out his research manuscripts on spiritual beasts into a book, and fixed them together in the same way. As for the remaining few manuscripts of Qiao Laogen's speculation about foreign races, Qiao Yi was too lazy to sort them out and stuffed them directly into a wooden box.

Qiao Laogen is the manager of this collection, a free manager. The daily job is to clean and organize the books, and to be responsible for the borrowing and returning of books by the students, and the only remuneration is to be able to view all the books in the collection for free. It's just that Qiao Yi has always been doing these things, and Qiao Laogen has been fiddling with those so-called studies in the basement for a long time, and he will only come up when he eats, and then go down again after eating.

Qiao Yi forgot when he learned to take care of himself, and by the way, he had to take care of the old man. According to Lao Qiao, she was born after the ninth melee between the spirit beast and the human race, and it was Lao Qiao who picked up the rags and fed her in the difficult days when the human race rebuilt their home.

But Lao Qiao's words are really unbelievable, in Qiao's eyes, Lao Qiao is a lazy bone, even when he is a beggar, he will be tired and unwilling to reach out and ask for it. It should be a blessing that Qiao Yi has survived until now.

Fifteen years have passed since the human-beast melee, and the Terrans have rearranged the thunder nets to isolate the Forbidden Forest from the Terran habitat. But the thunder net is not airtight, and there will always be fish that slip through the net and sneak out to attack the Terrans.

The Terrans, a dark race that uses the wealth of spirit stones as a class criterion. Qiao Laogen and Qiao Yi live at the bottom, and in this food-scarce Terran world, they have problems with even basic food and clothing.

If a family is strong, it either has enough spirit stone wealth, or it has an extremely outstanding spirit catcher, or it has a genius spirit master. And these requirements, neither Old Joe nor Little Joe can meet.

Qiao Yi's dream when he was a child was to become an excellent soul catcher, but God did not fulfill people's wishes, Qiao Yi was shorter than his peers since he was a child, and his face was yellow and thin, and he was not even qualified to be selected for the spirit catcher school. And Lao Qiao is half a spiritual artifact master, and he is also the only serious source of income for this family.

There was really no food at home, so Qiao Yi would take the small spirit weapon made by the old man to sell it on the black market in exchange for a few spirit stones, but most of them were taken by Qiao Laogen for research.

Qiao persuaded Qiao Laogen several times to let him take more spiritual weapons in exchange for money, but this stubborn old man just didn't want to, and regarded those spiritual weapons as treasures and hid them in his underground vault. The key was put in the inner pocket by Qiao Laogen, and Qiao Yi had only been in it a few times, and the last time he went was more than 1 year ago.

It stands to reason that 15-year-old Qiao Yi is the golden age when he should practice martial arts, but he has no way to go to school, so he can only guard this dilapidated hide, and he is bored and starts to help Lao Qiao sort out the paper manuscript. Now the number of students who come to borrow books is getting smaller and smaller every year, and everyone is stepping up their actual combat drills, so how can they have time to read books. Thanks to Qiao's free time, he read all the good books in this collection, and his horizons have broadened a lot.

Qiao Yi was holding a copy of "The Complete Solution of Spiritual Weapons" in her hand, she had never seen most of the spiritual weapons in the book, and naturally it was not something that ordinary people like her could afford. For example, the stone armor mentioned in it can not only block attacks, but also reflect attacks. Qiao touched his protective shirt in his hand, which could only be regarded as a lighter piece of armor. I can't help but feel a little regretful.

In the corner of the table, which is divided into two levels, a pot of evergreen, a common low ornamental plant, is placed. As soon as Qiao was in a bad mood, he pointed to the blue-green evergreen and said, "If you don't bloom again, I'll fry you tonight." ”

"No, I haven't fired you yet, why did you kill yourself?" Before he finished speaking, the whole building began to shake violently, and from time to time there was the sound of books falling to the ground, and this pot of evergreen flowers was not spared.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Could it be that another spirit beast has escaped from the forbidden forest! Sure enough, the beacon tower in the center of the school began to emit a sharp siren, and the blue smoke continued to rise from the top of it, and Qiao could smell the pungent but familiar smell of fireworks from a distance.

Qiao Yi immediately took the blank manuscript paper and pen, put on a protective shirt, installed a fire crystal cannon on his arm, and waited anxiously for Qiao Laogen to come out of the basement.

"Quick, go~" Qiao Laogen ran up from the basement with his pants. "Little Joe, before they fire, it's the best time to study."

Qiao Yi kept up with Qiao Laogen's pace, "Old Qiao, what were you doing just now, your body stinks!" ”

The old disguise pretended not to hear, and quickened his pace and ran out of Tibet.

"What a big gray eagle!" Qiao Yi and Qiao Laogen hid in a pile of grass at a height to avoid being discovered by the surrounding spirit catchers. Qiao Yi skillfully drew the appearance of the gray eagle on the manuscript paper, and marked the size of the gray eagle, "It is one zhang long, and the estimated length of the wings is three zhang." ”

I saw that the adult gray eagle had been hovering in mid-air, waving its wings towards the soul catchers below, and the dust raised made it impossible for these fort spirit catchers to aim.

"It doesn't have psychic skills, only normal attacks. Take note of it. Qiao Laogen said.

"What level?" If you don't have a psychic skill, you won't be able to go above level 3 at most.

"At most, it is a second-level, earth-based, so it can pass through the thunder net." Tucre, who can often escape from the thunder net, are mostly earth-based spirit animals.

Qiao Yi immediately wrote it down on the manuscript paper, and while the spirit catchers were attacking the gray eagle, he depicted the gray eagle on the paper just now more accurately. "This gray eagle has been injured before, old Joe, and you can see that there are scorch marks on the top of its wings."

Qiao Laogen stared at the gray eagle carefully, and suddenly shouted in surprise, "Really, really! ”

Qiao ripped off the excited Qiao Laogen, "Don't die anymore!" "If the arrested spirit master finds out, he must not be arrested and interrogated. When attacking spirit beasts, non-spirit catchers are not allowed to go out. (To be continued.) )