A Green grocery store is bustling with customers coming and going.

But it didn't affect the two young nine students in the depths of the store in the slightest.

Dr. Xiao was always holding his notebook, writing and drawing, and it seemed that nothing else could attract his attention except for this matter.

Zheng Qing leaned in front of the sales counter, plucked the shorthand quill pens for sale from the 'Christmas tree' one by one, and then dipped the ink next to him, one by one, patiently trying them out.

This 'meticulous' attitude towards buying goods eventually caused the impatience of the big doctor next to him.

"It's half past twelve, and we're still an hour and a half before the afternoon class. Dr. Xiao raised his head and urged, "You should remember that we have a meeting for the establishment of the club at noon...... My notice to everyone else is 12:45, which means you have fifteen minutes to buy your shorthand pen and go back to your dorm. ”

"Others?" Zheng Qing's thinking obviously didn't follow the doctor's expectations, and his attention naturally deviated in other directions: "Who else did you inform? Could it be Mr. Sima? Anyway, how did Mr. Sima reply to your ...... in the end?"

This question poked the doctor in the sore spot.

His face immediately darkened.

"The fat man and Dylan in the dormitory, Zhang Jixin in our class, the blue from the Star Academy, and Lin Guo from the Alpha Academy. Xiao Xiao snorted and replied to himself: "And the little monk of Atlas is relieved...... He has other things to do today that he can't come, but he is willing to sign the draft of the founding of our society. ”

"So many people!" Zheng Qing held up the shorthand quill in his hand and stopped in mid-air, looking very surprised: "I mean, we just have a small club, as long as we can sneak into the school hunting party...... Do you need to go to such trouble?"

"Looks like you're really not paying attention to it at all. Xiao Xiao asserted unceremoniously, his tone unusually dissatisfied.

Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly and argued, "We only discussed this matter last night......

"According to the requirements of the Federation of Clubs, any club established at First University must have members covering four colleges...... This is not only the original intention of the establishment of the Association of Clubs, but also the practice of the concept of 'unity' advocated by First University. Xiao Xiao sighed, but still patiently explained: "In addition, when applying for defense, all members of the initiating association must also be present......

"Sounds complicated. Zheng Qing stuffed the brown-yellow quills in his hand back into the branches, and while looking at the quills of other colors, he shook his head and sighed repeatedly: "If I had known, I would have joined a certain club casually......

"It's more about time. Xiao Xiao did not explain too much about the conditions for the establishment of the club, but focused on another matter, emphasizing: "Time arrangement and planning...... If nothing else, the school will hold the opening ceremony of the moon hunt on Friday, and we must submit the relevant application today, and then urge the club federation to respond as soon as possible, and strive to defend the application on Wednesday, so that we still have one day to plan the moon hunting. ”

"Time is short, and the task is daunting. Zheng Qing's fingers brushed the feathers on the tips of the treetops, smacked his lips, and suddenly raised his head and asked, "What I'm more curious about is that Lin Guo actually agreed to this matter...... Didn't you tell him about the ultimate purpose of our new society?"

"If you're referring to the rookie hunt, then I should have explained it to him. Xiao Xiao replied casually: "He didn't object. ”

"He actually agreed!" Zheng Qing was immediately impressed by Dr. Xiao: "I originally thought you just knew a little more, but I didn't expect that your eloquence would be so good...... I don't think after the patrol incident, Lin Guo won't be in contact with anything related to demons or hunting for a short time. ”

"It's not my eloquence...... In fact, I didn't waste any saliva. This is Lin Guo's own decision. Xiao Xiao shook his head, with an expression of admiration on his face: "Although he is relatively young, his determination to grow up is much stronger than that of most adult wizards in this school......"

If he really made up his mind to grow, he should have given up that ridiculous timeline. Zheng Qing shook his head disapprovingly, and finally identified the target, pulled out a green quill from the third branch of the 'Christmas tree', dipped it in the inkwell, threw it on the white paper next to it, and then pinched it.

The green quill immediately danced an elegant waltz, leaving a string of graceful flower characters in the blank space—each horizontal line had to be turned several times, and each word was written like a flower.

After a moment of difficult analysis, Zheng Qing finally shook his head and gave up the elegant green feather.

"Although the bird feathers are beautiful, they are not suitable for real shorthand occasions. Xiao Xiao stood aside and casually pointed, "Maybe you should choose the tail feathers of the green finch...... Ah, Lin Guo's timeline, I remember you mentioning, his very special timeline...... Maybe he's buried Saturday's incident in the depths of his memory, so he can get rid of the negative influences. ”

Zheng Qing pulled a red quill from the branch again, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but sigh: "I must admit that this special talent that can adjust the timeline is very useful at some point...... But that means a huge risk. ”

Disrupting time in your own consciousness, reordering things according to their priorities, and making your own decisions about your own world may sound remarkable.

However, in the morning, after re-understanding the concepts of dimension and dimensional line in Professor Yao's philosophy of magic class, Zheng Qing finally noticed the inappropriateness of Lin Guo's concept of time.

According to the dimension theory, each of us is a collection of information composed of countless dimensional lines, and the time dimension runs through our lives. Zheng Qing inserted the red quill back, replaced it with a cyan quill pen, and then drew a few thin lines on the paper that intersected the virtual and the real, explaining: "Although the timeline of our memory, in a sense, only belongs to the category of 'virtual dimension', it does not mean that it can be broken and reorganized at will. ”

"Do you mean the transformation effect of the 'virtual dimension' between the 'non-dimensional' and the 'real dimension'?" Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows, his tone a little more serious.

"Bingo!" Zheng Qing drew circles with his fingers in the air, watching the cyan quill leave a string of clear and neat lines on the white paper, and nodded again and again: "Consciousness will eventually affect reality...... We live in this magical world, and we shouldn't be unaware of the dangers...... Maybe I should find a chance to talk to Professor Yao about this. ”

"Lin Guo is a student of Alpha and a genius of the school's attention...... Do you need to remind the dean of the Nine You Academy?" Xiao Xiao shook his head disapprovingly.

"What if they really didn't notice?" Zheng Qing asked rhetorically, and finally made up his mind, beckoning to the elf sitting on the top of the 'Christmas tree': "I'm going to Professor Yi's office tomorrow, maybe I can mention this matter to him." ”

Xiao Xiao closed his notebook and did not refute.

The elf at the top of the tree was already waiting for him to fall asleep, and when he saw the guests waving, he finally cheered up, shook his wings, and slid down the treetops.

"Xixi!" she hummed a cheerful tone in her thin voice, spread the long brown paper bill in front of the guest, and then looked at the shorthand pen that Zheng Qing had chosen, and quickly clicked on a certain place on the list.

Before the young student could come back to his senses, a bundle of cyan quill pens tied with five-colored silk appeared on the brown paper.

"Chenghui, one silver horn and five coppers. In the blink of an eye, the sorceress with the pointed hat reappeared in front of the two young men, smiling and spreading her palms.

Zheng Qing shrugged his shoulders and laboriously grabbed a large handful of copper from his gray cloth bag.

"I forgot to bring the silver horns. He smiled and placed the coppers one by one on the sales counter, forming a long line.

Xiao Xiao quietly took a few steps back, drowning herself in the rolling stream of people at the grocery store.

The witch with the pointed hat took a deep breath and did not speak, continuing to have a kind smile on her face.