High School of Demon Hunting
Chapter 344 - 13 Time Can Measure Everything_1

Chapter 344: Chapter 13 Time Can Measure Everything_1

Homework, classes, homework, classes -- in the blink of an eye, it was already Saturday.

The Bohemian-style long skirt that Zheng Qing bought from Green Xifang at a high price remained in its packaging bag, still un-given; the magic symbols required by Professor Emma for imitation were still incomplete, ten sheets undone; the only thing he could probably boast about was finishing nearly ten thousand words of analysis report for Old Yao’s magic spell assignment with the help of Jiang Yu.

According to Xin Fat Man, with a little polish and an added proposal, these words could totally be stuffed into the school journal as a student thesis.

Zheng Qing was non-committal about such flattery. In fact, he was quite skeptical about Xin Fat Man’s motive for sourcing articles everywhere.

Moreover, he had other matters to worry about.

Today was Saturday, and once again came the time for the weekly patrol.

As per the punishment notice issued by the School Work Committee, Zheng Qing needed to stay in the Night Patrol Team for an academic year. It has just been a month since the enforcement of the punishment, this would be his fifth time joining the Night Patrol by Bell Lake.

Relatively speaking, he was quite accustomed to this matter now.

He no longer carried a pound heavy amulet around his neck during patrol like the first time; nor did he carry hundreds of talismans, or tie an Armor Horse Charm around his leg; even on his law book, he didn’t specifically add any new minor curses he just learned, but instead wrote the commonly used Binding Spell a few more times.

Because he finally understood the words that those old patrol team members kept repeating every day.

This is the premier academy.

That lake is the Lin Zhong Lake of the Jiuyou Academy.

Aside from a few reckless Red Chain Snakes and a group of stealthy Sand Hour Bugs, in the past month, Zheng Qing has not seen any magical creatures more dangerous than the Kappa.

Fishmen are not considered magical creatures, while they’re slightly lacking in intelligence, they’re still part of the intellectual beings and wouldn’t risk the wrath of wizards to provoke a bunch of impulsive little fellows.

Compared with those unattainable dangers, the most annoying thing about night patrols was the adjustment of biological clocks.

Zheng Qing needed to sleep in the afternoon on Saturdays, get up in the middle of the night, have a late-night snack, go on patrol, then roll back to the dormitory in the morning and sleep until noon - all the prime time of the weekend is spent wasted in bed.

It’s simply unforgivable!

The young scholarship student thought about his unfinished assignments, feeling aggrieved in his heart, yet helpless.

The hole he dug himself, he must fill even if he was kneeling.

Around 11 pm, he arrived at the lakeside, carrying a grey cloth bag, and didn’t even take out the law book from the bag as he timed his walk.

Most of the Night Patrol Team were already present.

Zheng Qing easily spotted Lin Guo among the crowd.

The little genius from Alpha Academy was riding on a large black mountain goat, still carrying a small backpack, with a long patrol stick resting between the large horns of the black mountain goat, incredibly conspicuous.

"Ah! I forgot again!" The young scholarship student greeted Lin Guo and complained continuously: "I asked Xin Fat Man to remind me to bring Poseidon, my little fox, before the patrol, and today I still forgot."

"It’s okay, most people don’t bring their companions." Lin Guo held a small comb, patiently combing the mountain goat’s fur, comforting him: "Moreover, to bring an animal companion to the patrol, you need to report to the School Work Committee in advance, which requires filling lots of paperwork. It’s quite troublesome."

Zheng Qing puckered his lips, remaining silent.

He suddenly realized that at some point, he had fallen to the point of being comforted by a twelve-year-old child.

The black mountain goat tilted its head to look at the young scholarship student, its cheeks slowly wriggling, a clear mocking intent in its gaze.

Zheng Qing wasn’t going to engage in a mockery contest with a mountain goat, so he could only shake his head and move to the center of the patrol team to receive his patrol stick.

This was the standard equipment of the patrol team. It was branded with many spells of guardian and expulsion nature. You just need to wave it when using it. It was very convenient.

Old Ferna still hadn’t shown up when everyone’s patrol sticks were handed out.

However, the members of the Night Patrol Team, following their usual habits, quickly formed into more than a dozen small teams. If all goes well, subsequent patrols will be conducted in small teams, each team being responsible for a specific portion of the lakeshore. Both the range and route were clearly defined.

Some teams had four to five members, while others had only two, divided according to the risk level of their patrol routes.

Zheng Qing and Lin Guo were a team. As they were the only two first-year students in the entire Night Patrol Team, Old Ferna had previously arranged a patrol task for them along the lake corridor.

Simply strolling back and forth on the lakeside corridor, wouldn’t encounter insects in the bushes or ’bump into’ Fishmen who are out hunting. At most, you’d see the bald heads of a few Kappas - it’s an extremely secure patrol task.

No one had any objections to this either.

When old man Ferna arrived at the lakeside, the moon was high in the sky.

"Today is the sixth day of the moon, it’s a Wu-zi year, Xin-you month, Ding-chou day; the sky is clear and the moon bright, all things are permitted, during your patrol don’t fall asleep!" The old man held a walking stick in one hand and a suspicious paper bag in the other, his face flushed.

A wave of easy laughter spread through the crowd.

"Does everyone know their designated areas?" The old man’s stick heavily hit the ground, startling a few small insects making a human pyramid.

The old hunting dog by his side didn’t even twitch, his tail wagging as he moved a few steps away from the old man’s stick.

"We know..." The patrol members responded in sporadic voices.

"Does everyone know the patrol route?" The old man raised his stick and asked loudly.

"We know!" A uniform roar resounded from the lakeside.

"What are you waiting for?!" The old man waved his cane: "Let’s go! My patrol team!"

Zheng Qing followed the chaotic crowd with a blank expression on his face, with one hand on his black sheep named Lin Guo, and the other dragging his patrol stick. He trudged towards the corridor.

The patrol area of the Night Patrol Team by Bell Lake is essentially the entire Bell Lake, including the lakefront corridor, the Lakeside Forest, and other affiliated areas.

Zheng Qing and Lin Guo’s patrol area was a section of the lakefront corridor on the west side of the lake, which was less than five hundred meters long; making a round trip would take about ten minutes.

On one side of the corridor were many fruit trees like peach, plum, apricot, and jujube, attracting a lot of wild fireflies to drink the tree sap. It was the only patrol area shrouded in light.

On the other side of the corridor was a slanted grassy slope, at the bottom of which was Bell Lake.

Walking in the corridor, on one side there was the shimmering lake, and on the other was an orchard full of fireflies. The scenery was beautiful.

However, no matter how interesting a scene is, after seeing it dozens or hundreds of times, it becomes as plain as clear soup, losing its appeal.

The night was still long.

In a while, he would need to watch this drab view for quite a while.

Zheng Qing had no choice but to try and find some topics to pass the grating time.

When it came to time, he couldn’t help remembering Lin Guo’s slightly chaotic concept of time and the old man he had met in front of the academic committee’s office building a long time ago.

A phrase the old man had said--

’If you remove time, there wouldn’t be any magic in this world.’

He carefully mulled it over and felt that Mr. Wu had said something similar, so he couldn’t help but bring it up to discuss with Lin Guo.

In his opinion, Lin Guo might have a different perspective on it.

But contrary to his expectations, Lin Guo completely agreed with that statement.

"Absolutely no problem... Time is the strongest force in this world." The little boy was shouldering his patrol stick, slowly trailing behind Zheng Qing and giving a serious answer.

"Isn’t that too absolute?" Zheng Qing, shaking his head disagreed, "Everything has two sides. Time may be strong, but it cannot encapsulate everything..."

"It can!" Lin Guo raised his voice slightly: "Time can measure everything!"

"Measure everything?" Even though he somewhat agreed with Lin Guo’s words, Zheng Qing still scoffed at this sentence: "Time is just time. Can it measure distance, space, and such tangible things? Can it measure wisdom, love, and other intangible things? Can it measure truth?"

"It can!" Lin Guo nodded very seriously: "For example, distance. The measurement of near and far you use, isn’t it based on the length of time? For example, wisdom. What a smart person understands in three minutes, a fool would take three months to comprehend. As for truth, who knows more about it? Perhaps only at the ends of endless time and space might truth exist."

Zheng Qing was speechless; he felt something was wrong, yet it seemed reasonable, and he couldn’t refute it.

Why am I arguing with this kid? And moreover, a child with schizophrenia and abnormality in time perception--in the end,he could only comfort himself in a self-deprecating manner.