A dry hazelnut fell from the sky, hitting Zheng Qing right on the forehead, ending his howling.
The black cat stared in anger, then looked somewhat surprised.
It was an 'old acquaintance'.
The one who hit him was a two-tailed squirrel, the same one used as a test subject during the young wizards' experiment with 'New Talisman Activation Technique' a few days ago.
Of course, Zheng Qing had paid the squirrel in return—one pound of sundried peanuts every day. For a squirrel that spends its life on trees, these oil-rich dried nuts were a rare delicacy.
In the First University, one must be extra careful about this, as you can't mess with the small animals living on campus.
The squirrel's nest was on an oak tree not far from Dormitory Hill. Perhaps the black cat had disturbed its dream, so the squirrel, gripping a few shriveled worm-eaten hazelnuts, rushed angrily onto a branch and threw them down.
