Resembling a flying eagle but with horns, crying like an infant and feeding on humans—such was the Gu Diao.
Unlike the other streets Zheng Qing and the others had passed through, Gu Diao Street seemed to have noticeably more young people.
Of course, like the other pedestrians in Beta Town North District, these young people dressed completely differently from Zheng Qing and his companions. Most wore gray robes—not the smooth, enchantment-stabilized mage robes worn by school staff, but simple garments stitched from linen or plain silk.
Walking among them, Zheng Qing and the others stood out like cranes among chickens.
It made everyone uncomfortable.
"What does Genie's Hut do?" While looking for No. 33 Gu Diao Street, Zheng Qing tried to distract himself by discussing something else, hoping to feel a little more at ease under the gazes of passing strangers.
His two companions seemed to have had the same idea.
"Genie's Hut is a small magic club," Xiao Xiao answered almost immediately after Zheng Qing asked. "Its members are mainly young people from the North District. They are not especially talented, but they are all very determined to study... As far as I know, nearly all the young people in this club failed First University's entrance examination. They could not get into university, yet were unwilling to give up the path of wizardry, so they gathered together and tried every possible means to further their studies on their own."
Here, he had used the term "young people" rather than "young wizards" or "young tricksters." Zheng Qing caught that detail.
"Young people." Zheng Qing rolled the phrase around in his mouth. "Meaning they're not good enough for the top, but too good for the bottom?"
"That's the hardest position to be in." Fatty Xin nodded in agreement. "If they were