High School of Demon Hunting-Chapter 371 - 40 Association Charter_1

"The ’Forgiven Knights’ team...does anyone object?"

Zheng Qing brandished the feather pen in his hand, his gaze settling momentarily on each figure in the room.

Everyone nodded vigorously, fearing that disagreements would arise over this matter.

"If no one objects, then I’ll write it down!" With that, he picked up the red application form from his bed. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally climbed down from his bed, slipped into his shoes, and rambled to the desk, splashing open his inkwell.

He felt that writing in calligraphy on the application form would make it look more formal.

Maybe, the auditor from the Club Union would be lenient seeing his beautiful handwriting.

Just like in high school when writing essays, his beautiful handwriting always earned him extra points from the teacher.

"Team name unanimously approved!"

"It took..." said Zheng Qing, as he pulled out his pocket watch, flipped open the lid, glanced at the position of the hour and minute hands, and exclaimed, "It’s almost one o’clock!"

"What did you expect?" Xin Fat Man sighed, rubbed his round belly and weakly answered, "I feel hungry again..."

"Me too, I’m sleepy as hell." Dylan’s lazy voice echoed from the coffin, sounding like a snore, "Your afternoon is my midnight... the perfect time for a beauty sleep."

"Cheer up!" Zhang Ji Xin pounded the desk, and roared, "Stop sighing like a little girl all day..."

"Do you have any prejudice against witches?" Lin Guo widened his eyes, and looked earnestly at Red Face.

"Next agenda item!"

Zheng Qing banged the desk hard, bringing everyone’s attention back. Then, he looked at the application form, cleared his throat and announced, "Club charter to be confirmed, club leader to be elected."

"What is this charter?" He turned his head, looking at Doctor Xiao who was hard at work writing on his notebook. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"A club charter is a basic document outlining the organizational structure, management system, work scope, and a series of terms according to ’First University Management Regulations’ and other school related rules. These documents need to be prepared in four copies - one for the club, one for the Club Union, and the remaining two for the School Work Committee and the Professor Joint Meetings as records," replied Xiao Xiao without lifting her head.

"Oh, I remember, because these charters are essential documents to establish clubs, the wording must comply with relevant standards... Otherwise, it would harm the club. I remember that there was a document in the Book Mountain Library stating that a small club did not seriously review their charter while organizing, which deprived all its members of their graduation rights."

"Why?" Lin Guo curiously asked.

"Their charter stated that ’When a team competition results in lost points, the club points are to be deducted first. If the club points are insufficient, they will be deducted evenly from each member, with one academic credit deducted for every tenth of a club point...’" Xiao Xiao lifted her head, adjusted her glasses, shook her head, and sighed, "This was originally an exclusive statement for large clubs. Being a small club with less than ten members, their abilities were very limited... When they were seniors, their accumulated total was a loss of nearly a hundred points, which means nearly a hundred credits were deducted from each of their members!"

Zheng Qing gasped.

"What is a team competition?" he desperately asked.

"It’s a friendly competition set up by the Club Union between different clubs... Of course, competition comes first, and friendship second." Xiao Xiao explained, "It includes but is not limited to competitions in subjects such as magic spells, magic potions, talismans, as well as a number of practical events... For example, in the upcoming school hunting party, some clubs will form their own hunting teams to participate in the related hunting activities, which is also part of the team competition..."

"I know this!" Zhang Ji Xin suddenly expressed understanding, "My brother mentioned that if a club’s hunting team wins against the college hunting team, they can achieve a higher weighted score... For example, if they win in the same competition, the club hunting team will receive three times the points of the college hunting team. However, due to the weak abilities of the club hunting teams, they always lose..."

"No wonder those from that small club couldn’t graduate." The scholarship student shuddered and looked at Fat Man across the desk, tentatively suggesting, "Should we..."

"Let’s abandon this idea... Let’s call it off, everyone!" Fat Man clapped his hands and continued Zheng Qing’s statement, "After listening to the Doctor’s example, it’s just like us, small clubs with less than ten members and limited abilities..."

"If I don’t graduate on time, my brother will break my legs," Zhang Ji Xin looked a bit uneasy.

Xiao Xiao didn’t say anything, just gazed around the people by the desk with a mocking look.

Zheng Qing suddenly felt a bit awkward.

"Bang!" A loud noise echoed in his ear.

He turned his head to see Lin Guo’s fists slammed on the desk. He stood up, his face flushed red as he loudly said, "How can we back down from difficulties like this? There are so many small clubs at school, do their members all fail to graduate?... The Knight Group charges forward, we cannot dismount halfway!... This is absolutely unacceptable!"

Blue Bird didn’t say anything, just approvingly extended a hand to rub Lin Guo’s head.

"Less mature than a child..." an ethereal sigh came from within the coffin.

Xin Fat Man’s chubby cheeks turned pink.

Zhang Ji Xin’s red face started to turn a bit purple.

Zheng Qing felt a lump in his throat, he cleared it and tried to remedy the situation: "What I mean is... there is less than an hour left until afternoon classes, we don’t have enough time to prepare a complete and error-free club charter... I believe none of us wants to repeat the reckless mistakes of that small club."

This indeed seemed like an unsolvable problem.

"Club charter? I’ve prepared it." Xiao Xiao somehow pulled out a file bag from his notebook, waved it in his hand: "I even prepared four copies... Of course, if you don’t want to form this club, I can throw these documents into the garbage."

Everyone at the desk was shocked when they took the paper bag and pulled out the documents.

"You... when did you..." Zheng Qing stuttered while asking, simultaneously flipping through the documents in his hands. The white A4 printed paper, over thirty pages, each page was filled front and back with densely packed clauses, it was dizzying to look at.

"Last night, after leaving the campus hospital to return to the dorm, I found some time to go to the Book Mountain Library... This morning, I consulted a few older club union members." Doctor Xiao removed his glasses nonchalantly, rubbing his eyes while adding: "It’s not a big deal, just a bit time-consuming."

"So you didn’t have a date yesterday?" Dylan suddenly popped his head out of the coffin, his face showing a hint of regret: "I even bet with Fat Man yesterday that you’ve embarked on the journey to becoming a real man... He also thought you hooked up with Mister Sima."

"Nonsense!" Xiao Xiao was irritated: "I was just preparing materials for you at the study room!"

"So that’s why you were out all last night?!" Xin Fat Man showed a sudden realization, then grumbled: "Couldn’t you have just sent a paper crane? If I’d known you were in the library, I wouldn’t have let that Fat Cat take my place in class today... It was a disaster!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a fluffy cat paw landed on Fat Man’s shoulder.

Zheng Qing arched his eyebrows.

"You reap what you sow." The young scholarship student murmured, watching with wicked joy as Fat Man and Fat Cat got into a scuffle.

"If you guys are done fighting, let’s continue this meeting!" Lin Guo stood amid a group of adults, unabashedly grabbing the hosting rights.

He disdainfully watched Fat Man tangled up with the Fat Cat, and grumbled loudly enough for everyone to hear: "Arguing with a cat...so juvenile."

"What’s the next agenda item?" The young wizard peered at Xiao Xiao’s notebook.

"It’s here, right here." Zheng Qing cheerfully handed over the red application form in his hand: "Nominating the club leader."

"Club leader?" Lin Guo was taken aback for a moment, then showed a hint of excitement: "So we’re picking a gang leader?!"