All of France: Summoners of the Rift, establish the Glory Hunters' Guild

"So... it was a dream." Chen Qing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and murmured softly.

At this moment, only faint breathing echoed in the dormitory. Outside the window, the moon was already high in the sky. Apart from the sound of the air conditioner unit outside the balcony, only the faint chirping of cicadas echoed throughout the campus.

Chen Qing rubbed his slightly hungry stomach, got up quietly and went out the door. He sat down at a food stall outside the college and subconsciously ordered some oysters, kidneys, and chives.

Although it was late at night, there were still several tables of customers sitting in front of the food stall.

Chen Qing continued eating cold dishes and drinking ice-cold beer, his mind involuntarily drifting back to the dream he had just had.

Although the dream was enjoyable, he wondered who the other people were besides Hua Mulan, Ji Xiaoman, Mu Nujiao, and Ai Tutu.

Unable to figure it out, Chen Qing simply stopped thinking about it; after all, it was just a dream.

Just then, the barbecue he ordered arrived, and Chen Qing, his mouth watering, began to eat heartily.

……

Early in the morning, Mingzhu Academy naturally became lively as all the freshmen headed to their respective department's classrooms. This was their first class upon entering the academy, marking the official start of their university life.

After finishing his barbecue, Chen Qing didn't sleep at all, nor could he. So he simply strolled around the Bund in Shanghai. He returned to Mingzhu Academy at the crack of dawn and went to the Summoning Department classroom.

At this moment, the classroom of the Summoning Department was empty, and not even the lights were on.

Chen Qing found a seat, picked up his phone, and started checking the latest news in Shanghai.

The first two breaking news stories were about things happening in the entertainment industry, and Chen Qing quickly scrolled past them.

But the next news item caught his attention.

"A strange freezing occurred in the seawater along the East China Sea coast of Shanghai. An investigation revealed a naturally formed ice-type spirit seed within an underwater reef."

"This spirit seed has already been taken away and will be auctioned off in seven days at the Zhao family's store in the Shanghai Central Building. It's said the estimated price will be no less than thirty million."

Ice-type spirit seed.

Chen Qing's eyes lit up. He had been searching for natural ice-type spirit seeds for a long time, but the geographical environment of Great Xia made it very difficult for pure natural ice-type spirit seeds to be born.

Most of them are synthetic spirit seeds, and their power is less than half that of natural spirit seeds.

For this reason, Chen Qing even sent Kai to search in the Tianshan Mountains and even the Kunlun Mountains.

But perhaps due to bad luck, they searched for many days without finding it.

Later, the Hunter's Guild assigned him a new mission, and Kai returned to Shanghai, so the matter was dropped.

Chen Qing dialed Zhao Manyan's number directly. The phone rang several times before it was answered.

"Hello, who's calling so early in the morning? Trying to call back your soul?"

Zhao Manyan's groggy voice came from the other end of the phone; you could tell he was grumpy when he woke up.

Chen Qing didn't mince words and went straight to the point: "Old Zhao, is there an ice-type spirit seed up for auction at your Zhao family's market next time?"

Hearing Chen Qing's words, Zhao Manyan became a little more sober, but he said with a puzzled look, "Ice-type spirit seed? I don't know that. You know I don't care about family matters at all."

Chen Qing: ...

"Could you find out about the attributes of the spirit seed for me? I'll see if it's worth getting."

"Okay, it's easy to find out something. Just wait a moment."

……

Not long after, Zhao Manyan sent him a message and a photo to his phone.

Chen Qing clicked on the photo first. The photo showed a round glass ball with a stream of water flowing inside it.

However, Chen Qing soon discovered that it was not a simple stream of water, but a transparent ice that could flow like water.

Chen Qing closed the image and started looking at the messages Zhao Manyan had sent him.

Zhao Shizu: Damn, Old Chen, this ice-type spirit seed is top-notch! Not only does it enhance magic power by 2.8 times, but its properties are also incredibly powerful, allowing you to manipulate ice like water.

Chen Qing was delighted when he saw the news.

Perhaps the property of ice to resemble water doesn't seem very strong.

However, it's important to know that ice is a solid, while water is a fluid.

Ice cannot pass through tiny gaps, such as between fingers, but water can.

If we compare the gaps in armor to the gaps between fingers, then ice would never be able to penetrate them. But with this characteristic, things are different.

Wang Yiye Thirteen Times: Old Zhao, you better keep a close eye on this thing, don't let anyone trade it away beforehand.

Zhao Shizu: Don't worry, I've already spoken to the auction organizers; this item must appear at the auction.

Chen Qing put down her phone, a smile spreading across her face.

With Zhao Manyan's words, Chen Qing felt at ease.

Whether Chen Qing said those words or not was irrelevant, but it's better to be safe than sorry.

What if that rich kid tries to steal the job beforehand because of his connections?

The warm morning sun shone through the glass onto Chen Qing, as if gilding him with a layer of gold.

Students walked down the corridor, expressing surprise at the empty classroom of the Summoning Department.

Just then, six young men of varying heights and builds walked into the classroom.

Judging from their familiar manner, they are most likely from the same dormitory.

They were somewhat surprised to see that there was someone in the class.

The young man with the long face looked him up and down, a hint of disdain in his eyes, before plopping down in the nearest seat.

The others glanced at him a couple of times, then stopped paying attention.

Two people nodded slightly to him, and Chen Qing returned their smiles.

They were sitting not far from Chen Qing. The long-faced youth raised his voice, as if afraid Chen Qing wouldn't hear him, and said:

"My Bone Eater broke through to the late-stage Servant level last night. After it settles down a bit more, I'll buy it a jar of Beast Refining Blood and see if I can advance it to the Warrior level."

After saying that, a look of smugness and pride appeared on his face.

Except for one fat guy who was somewhat perfunctory, everyone else showed expressions of admiration, and seemed to regard him as their leader.

The murmurs buzzed like flies, and just then, another young man walked in.

His hair was neatly combed, and he was dressed in decent clothes, but no matter what, you could still see a hint of a loser's vibe.

He looked around and his eyes lit up when he saw Chen Qing by the window.

"My benefactor, I never expected you to be a summoner too, what a coincidence."

As he spoke, he plopped down next to Chen Qing, his face full of a sincere smile.

Chen Qing smiled and nodded, without any deliberate distance, and said, "I was lucky enough to awaken the Summoning ability."

Before the two had exchanged more than a few words, a middle-aged man walked in from outside the classroom.

He looked around and nodded, saying, "Everyone's here, let's begin class."

Mo Fan exclaimed in surprise, "What? There are only a few of us in the Summoning Department?!"

The middle-aged man gave him a strange look, then recognized him as Mo Fan, who had been specially recruited into the Summoning Department, and explained:

"Summoning magic is already a rare type of magic, let alone those who awakened summoning magic in the first or second stage. So this year, there are only eight of you in the summoning class, which is much better than the last year, since there were only four people in the last year."