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Chapter 652 Three-leaf Crust

The "weed" mentioned by the fat wizard is the light green patterns covered with paper lined with wild grass on the book of the appointment. You can vaguely see the triangular school emblem of the First University flip and scrolling between them.
Xiao Xiao stretched out his hand.
A small enlarged pattern appeared in the air, which slowly rotated under the white light. Several lively elves flew out of the tent, flew up and down around the green, dancing gracefully. The cheerful sound even caused Tuantuan to open his eyelids and glance at him for a few more times.
"Did you see it?" Xiao Xiao lit the patterns in the air with a brush: "Although these patterns look complicated, if you look closely, they are all variants of the same symbol..."
The tip of the brush in his hand gently wiping and slowly picking the patterns between them, and occasionally cutting and rotating them, overlapping the same patterns one after another. In just a short time, only the last extremely simple pattern was left in the air.
Zheng Qing unconsciously touched his ears - this process of simplifying the complexity into a complex magic pattern and finally simplifying a complex magic pattern into a certain symbol can easily remind him of the process of convergence of the forbidden spell.
But for now, Xiao Xiao finally "converged" the pattern is a three-leaf clover.
Three tender green grass leaves, one vertically to the left and the other vertically to the right, and one horizontally to the right, and one shaped like a leek leaf, like a sharp sword, pointing straight upward and poking firmly towards the sky.
"It's not one of the basic talismans." Zheng Qing easily concluded.
"Of course not." Xiao Xiao looked at him strangely, as if curious about what he was thinking, then pushed his glasses, snapped his fingers, and immediately four other patterns appeared next to the clover.
A pattern is round on the outside and square on the inside, and the whole body is red, like a copper coin.
A pattern crosses a silver line, which is the deformation of the ancient Greek letter a.
There is also a golden triangle and a blue nova.
"What do you mean is this wild grass pattern is the emblem of the Fringe Academy?" Fatty Xin immediately understood the doctor's unfinished meaning, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face.
Another excellent news material.
With the spread of news about the establishment of the Fringe Academy, every minute and every second now becomes extremely precious to journalists. Every piece of news related to this new college can be imagined to attract great attention in the alliance. In particular, this basic information involving the establishment purpose, admission principles, college emblem and other basic information is the top priority that the public wants to understand.
And reporters who can discover such news will definitely gain a higher voice in the editorial department.
Xin seemed to have seen himself sitting behind the desk of the deputy editor-in-chief of the school newspaper.
The excited emotions activated the nodes in his brain, making his thinking more exciting than usual, and it was easy to think of other aspects from the hospital logo.
"By the way, if the Fringe College is really established, should the school badge of the First University be changed as well?" The fat wizard stretched out his thick fingers and outlined a regular triangular body composed of four positive triangles above the five symbols.
Zheng Qing blinked.
At the opening ceremony of the freshman year, the principal on the podium said that the First University represents the progress and tolerance of the wizarding world. Every college is equal, just like the school emblem of a positive triangular body. No matter from which direction it looks, it is positive.
"The school has never admitted in writing that every side of the school emblem represents a college," Xiao Xiao frowned, lowered his head and flipped through his notebook, his tone seemed not very certain: "This kind of argument has always been just a private guess by students... Of course, in my opinion, marginal colleges do not necessarily occupy a 'a certain side'."
Speaking of this, he paused for a moment, stretched out his brush and knocked the school badge in the air with the pen holder. He watched the straight triangular body rotate in the air, and added meaningfully: "...You know, the groups that were originally gathered in the marginal college were those on the edge of the alliance... Each college had more than one marginal group."
Zheng Qing looked at the shining ridges on the edge of the triangular body, and listed the students at the edge of each academy in his heart, and was slightly stunning.
So it took him a long time to scream before he realized it.
"What?" he asked in a daze.
The fat man rolled his eyes and shook his thick fingers in front of the young public-paid nose: "I don't want to say that I can refuse to answer, don't pretend to be inaudible. We are less than one meter apart now... I was chatting with Li Meng after the regular meeting. I heard that Squad Leader Jiang has been living in Qingqiu Mansion for a while? What is the relationship between you guys?"
Zheng Qing glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw that Xiao Xiao's ears were already standing up, and he felt speechless.
He didn't know why the topics of chatting between his roommates had such big jumps and deviations when he was stunned for a moment. But he knew that even in the dormitory, there were some topics to talk about, while others could not.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
The witch muttered, stretched out her arms and yawned a big yawn, plunged into her tent, and replied vaguely: "I won't chat anymore, I won't chat anymore, there will be many more classes tomorrow... Huh, Huh."
The false sleeping posture was not concealed at all.
Fatty Xin cursed and complained outside the tent, slightly lowering the brightness of the light in the room, and Zheng Qing also lowered the snoring sound very well.
Through the curtain, he could vaguely hear the voice of his reporter's classmate's "interview" with the doctor.
"... It's easy to understand that Senior Colma is the vice president... But Professor Monteria... There are many great wizards in the school that meet the requirements. Why do you think he would choose to be another vice president of the Fringe Academy?"
"It's still related to the nature of the college. Edge, edge... I guess it's because the major he studied is in the marginal field in the first university, or his research is on the edge of danger... These words are just private sayings. Don't write them into your reports, people will die... I heard that the professor had participated in the research on demon flesh and blood transplantation a long time ago!"
"Hey, it's related to the flesh and blood of demons... Why don't the school just point and completely seal up the research in this area?" The fat wizard cursed in a low voice, and changed the subject: "It's like I haven't quite understood that if God is really almighty, why didn't he kill Satan directly?"
A sarcastic cat moan came from a distance. Zheng Qing was confused and couldn't tell whether the cat moan belonged to Tuantuan or the other cats he knew, and he felt it was a little familiar.
The answer of Xiao laughed sounded, driving away the shadowy cat's meow: "...This question is too big, you should ask the professor of Atlas to answer."
“No doubt.”
"... Perhaps this is the difference between God and the devil. God cherishes every life and will practice His kindness and mercy, even if that life belongs to the devil. The Buddha probably has similar ideas, such as cutting flesh and feeding eagles? Faith is like ropes to save those desolate souls."
"This is why I can never become Buddha and God, and never conform to Atlas's enrollment philosophy... Compared to mercy, I believe that the dead devil is the good devil worth saving."
The chat in the dormitory was so easy to deviate. Zheng Qing listened to the chatting of his companions becoming more and more "deep" and "obscure", and finally couldn't resist the fatigue in his heart and closed his eyes in a drowsy mood.
He spent three and a half hours more than others today and took a complicated and difficult magic theory class, so he naturally consumed more energy.
Chapter completed!
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