Full-Time Magister: What kind of demonic tree is this? It's clearly a sacred tree!

Qingtian Hunting Ground

A well-dressed man, pale-faced, with white lips and dark circles under his eyes, sat in front of a glass cabinet, coughing occasionally, and speaking to the old man in front of him with a look of fear on his face.

The elderly man politely declined, saying, "I'm sorry, although we really want to help you, we think you should find a security guard in your situation."

……

The man, his face contorted in pain, brushed past Zhang Chen and Mo Fan as they were about to enter.

"What is this?" Zhang Chen asked in confusion.

"He suspects his wife is a demon? But if she were a demon, how could he have survived to come here?" Lingling said.

"Oh, then Lingling, could you look for a suitable commission or reward?" Zhang Chen recalled the man's listless appearance earlier and thought he might be mentally unstable. Making money was more important.

"You're not capable enough for jobs with high bounties. We only have small jobs worth a few hundred thousand. Do you want to take them?" Lingling was now looking at the two of them with new respect. Last time, Lingling had no clue about the bounty, but Zhang Chen and his partner had already solved it.

"Do it, why not? Even a small mosquito is still meat." Mo Fan only had six million left after advancing Old Wolf to the Warrior level. He still needed to buy lightning-type spirit seeds, so he was really short of money.

"Hmm, let's focus on things that can be done quickly... improve efficiency." Zhang Chen was also short of money; he still needed to buy the Star River Vein, and the shortfall was enormous.

"Okay, you two can complete these tasks yourselves. I still have to go to school. You can split the money yourselves." Lingling sorted out a stack of tasks and handed them to Zhang Chen.

"So many?... "

"That's right, you should take a look at our Azure Sky Hunting Grounds..."

……

A month slipped by quietly amidst Zhang Chen and Mo Fan's busy schedule.

During this period, the two of them completed four commissions a day at their fastest, and one at their slowest. If the demons killed in the commissions did not specify that they belonged to the commissioner, they would belong to the two of them. Therefore, the two of them accumulated wealth quite quickly, and each of them received 300 million in this month.

Qingtian Hunting Ground

"Let's do this first today. If we have enough time after that, we can finish this one too," Zhang Chen said, handing two assignments to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan did not respond. Zhang Chen looked up in confusion and followed Mo Fan's gaze to see a beautiful, mature woman dressed in bright colors, wandering around the street with a flustered expression.

Then, it seemed that he had finally found the place he needed to go. He walked straight there, sat down in front of the glass cabinet of the Qingtian Hunting Grounds, and told Old Man Bao his request.

"This guy looks really rich. I wonder what kind of commission he might have..."

"You mean your sick husband might be a demon? He goes out and commits murder in the middle of the night?" Old Bao squinted as he listened to the well-endowed woman's story.

"Yes, yes, I found that all the clothes he was supposed to change into were stained with blood. It wasn't the blood of some animal, it was clearly..." the young woman said, her face pale.

"If your husband were a demon, your whole family would have been devoured long ago. How could he possibly allow you to come here?"

"This feels familiar... It seems like it happened about a month ago..."

"I don't know either. He was perfectly normal during the day. I made an excuse that I was going to get a beauty treatment, and then I rushed here. Please help me, I'm so worried about my baby..." The young woman began to sob.

"Did you tell the security guard?" the old man asked.

"No, the security guards definitely won't get involved in this kind of thing."

……

"Why don't you send a demon hunter to protect me for the night?" the young woman said.

Old Man Bao looked at Zhang Chen and Mo Fan

"Okay, this is the money..." Zhang Chen said almost without hesitation.

"Money is no problem! I can transfer it to you right away." The young woman's eyes lit up.

"No need, just transfer it to us after tonight. Where are you staying? We'll go over there tonight..." Zhang Chen said, waving his hand.

"Okay, my home is... This is my home's security camera footage. Keep an eye on things near my front door. If anything seems amiss, save my child first." The young woman handed Zhang Chen a communicator.

The young woman was clearly comforted, and her walking became much more steady.

"I want to go tonight too! If I don't go soon, you'll have done all the errands at home..." Lingling opened the drawer and saw that what used to be a thick stack of errands had dwindled to just a few sheets. She huffed and puffed.

"Oh, little brat, stay away from demons and monsters, don't hold us back," Mo Fan said, reflecting on her first useless performance.

"Who are you calling a drag on! You two rookies!" Lingling pulled something resembling a police badge from her pocket and placed it in front of Zhang Chen and Mo Fan.

"What's this? Are you playing some kind of pretend game? Did you buy these props?" Mo Fan asked.

"You bumpkin! Idiot..." Lingling scolded, her face flushed. She hadn't expected that these two people wouldn't recognize the Hunter Master Badge.

"By the way, wasn't there a man who made the same request a month ago...?" Zhang Chen thought of the first request and decided it was better to ask more carefully just to be on the safe side.

"Yes! I was going to tell you... It's all this idiot's fault for interrupting." Lingling glared at Mo Fan and said.

Mo Fan paid no attention to Lingling's insults; instead, he found it amusing, like teasing a child, and chuckled to himself.

Lingling was furious. How could there be such a shameless person in the world?

"A month ago, that man was her husband," Lingling said.

"Holy crap, who are those two...?"

"Could it be some kind of mind-manipulating demon again?"

……

夜晚

After completing a task, Zhang Chen and Mo Fan rushed to the vicinity of the young woman's house.

I spotted Lingling sitting on the very edge of the rooftop. She seemed to be in a good mood, her fair legs dangling high in the air. She was so brave, wasn't she afraid of falling?

The two of them quickly arrived at the rooftop where Lingling was. Zhang Chen asked, "Is everything alright with the family you entrusted with this project?"

"No! Besides, you guys were way too slow..." Lingling was clearly still upset about what happened that morning.

"It's alright as long as she's okay." Mo Fan and Zhang Chen didn't care at all. It was just a little girl throwing a tantrum; money was far more important.

"I'm going to take a shower," a woman's voice came through Lingling's communicator.

"Lingling, you're getting tired of keeping watch, let me take over?" Mo Fan said hastily, his eyes gleaming.

Lingling and Zhang Chen said almost simultaneously, "Oh no, she knows she's being monitored, why is she still taking a shower?"

"Lingling! Quickly switch to the bathroom scene."

Lingling didn't even need Zhang Chen to tell her; she had already adjusted herself. Just then, she saw something crawling out of her mouth. Suddenly, a head covered in scales emerged from her mouth, and then her entire head changed, leaving only a scalp hanging on the demon's back. The demon continued to wriggle like a snake shedding its skin, slowly peeling off the human skin.