"At present, concrete news about the Black Prison Battle is still circulating vaguely within a small circle. I guess some big shots at the school or in the Alliance have stepped in to suppress it, so that small fry like us won't get picked clean by the hyenas outside... Otherwise, just what our hunting team saw and heard on the Black Prison Battlefield, along with our experience participating in large-scale battles and exploring other worlds, would be enough to make Youzui the most dazzling Shining Stars Hunting Team of this year's freshman season."
"Even so, if someone is determined to investigate—someone like Lin Yan, for example—the news isn't being kept all that tightly sealed. Like a dragon rising and sinking in a sea of clouds, there will always be a scale or claw exposed."
"So if you want to sell Youzui, it definitely isn't a trivial matter."
Listening to Xiao Xiao's analysis, Zheng Qing unconsciously imagined a pack of hyenas swarming across the African savanna, dragging down a buffalo, tearing it open, and pulling out its intestines. He could not help but shudder and shake his head repeatedly.
"It's not that exaggerated, not that exaggerated."
The young publicly funded student comforted himself, but deep down he knew the Doctor was not exaggerating. His gaze fell on the paper cranes circling around them, and he became even more melancholy. "You're Youzui's diviner, and you handle a lot of Youzui's management too... Replying to these letters is partly your job as well!"
Xiao Xiao did not refuse. Instead, he curiously plucked a pink paper crane from beside Zheng Qing's shoulder—it had just been squeezed out of the air by several larger cranes—but before he could unfold it, the pink crane began struggling desperately, looking as though it might start smoking and spontaneously