Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

Looking at the old man with a face full of regret, and the many classmates and professors who gave him comforting looks, Lu Wenwu sat down in his seat as usual.

The Snow Wolf classmate sitting next to him thought that he had a mental breakdown and had completely lost his expression.

The kind-hearted snow wolf boy took the initiative to say some words of comfort to him and even invited him to touch his big furry tail and soft ears.

He knew many humans liked to do this.

Um.

Lu Wenwu, who was forced to stroke the wolf, was not upset at all.

In fact, he was just thinking about one thing.

Not condensing that magic heart shouldn't affect his archaeological work, right?

Chapter 311: Magic is not scientific at all

Lu Wenwu, who was stroking the big tail of the snow wolf boy, felt like he was having an affair behind Maomao's back.

This is not a kind of ntr.

To be honest, Lu Wenwu really didn't mean to take advantage of others.

The main Snow Wolf tribe has the tradition of touching each other's tails to show friendship.

On the podium, as the old dean brought up a new crystal ball, the few remaining magicians quickly completed the test.

It was different from what Lu Wenwu had imagined.

The arcanist was also testing mental aptitude and elemental affinity on the spot.

It’s just that all the teachers in the teaching seats are mobilized and the work is carried out directly in the expanded space.

Compared to the "mediocre" performance of the magicians, the process of testing the qualifications of the arcanists who follow the normal training path is much more interesting.

It was a roller coaster ride.

Occasionally, a genius or a person with special talents would appear, and the entire venue would erupt in huge cheers.

Sometimes when there are freshmen with extremely high elemental affinity but mediocre mental talent, or when there are freshmen with average elemental affinity but extremely high mental talent, some voices of regret will emerge in the venue.

But overall, the atmosphere at Magic Academy is still good.

According to Lu Wenwu's observation, the vast majority of senior students are relatively friendly towards freshmen.

In a training academy in a supernatural world, there can be such an academic atmosphere, which shows how much effort the professors of the school have put in.

Of course, this is also closely related to the school’s abundant martial arts ethics.

How can we establish order without strength?

Lu Wenwu looked at the noisy testing site with great interest, chatting with the werewolf boy Snow beside him, trying to understand the situation in the world indirectly.

Snow comes from the northern part of the Continent of the Gods, an ice field bordering other human countries. The extremely united and cooperative Snow Werewolf tribe has lived there for generations.

Among the orcs, they are not the top ones, but they are definitely not weak.

As a race that is friendly with humans, the Snow Werewolf Tribe will send their cubs of appropriate age to the Emerald Empire at this time of year to let the Magic Wizard Academy determine whether they have the qualifications to become wizards.

The nobility of a spellcaster is not just empty talk; this is one of the few methods of practice that can break the shackles of an orc's natural bloodline.

As an extremely rare tribe among the orcs with a wise man as its leader, successive Snow Wolf Kings have attached great importance to the training of their offspring and will try their best to send their cubs to schools in the Human Empire with better educational conditions.

This is also the reason why the Snow Wolf clan, although not strong in bloodline, can still be ranked among the big clans.

According to Snow, besides him, several cousins ​​of his generation also entered the Magic Wizarding Academy.

It’s just that they don’t have the talent of magicians, so they entered the Arcane Academy.

Lu Wenwu looked in the direction of his finger and indeed saw seven or eight furry white snow werewolves queuing up to wait for the test.

As they chatted, with the cooperation of many professors, the testing ceremony was quickly completed.

The old principal did not talk endlessly like ordinary leaders. He just briefly talked about the school rules of the college, welcomed the new students, and made some simple study plans, class assignments, and so on.

Then he decisively announced the end of the opening ceremony and asked the senior students to take their younger classmates back to the dormitory building.

Lu Wenwu has lived here for a while and is very familiar with the place.

It is worth mentioning that Snow, the snow wolf, has a close relationship with him and they can be considered as roommates in the same big house.

The other two roommates are even more heavyweights.

One is a silver skeleton who looks a little taciturn and dull.

The other one didn't even have a "human" shape, he was just a ball of unstable fire elements!

God knows why the fire element still comes to school!

Lu Wenwu stared at the fire element classmate for ten seconds, which made the other party feel uneasy. He quickly returned to his own room, closed and locked the door, and then he finally withdrew his gaze.

He actually wanted to ask, how does the other person sleep at night in this state?

Unfortunately, this is a bit impolite, so forget it.

Feeling a little disappointed, Lu Wenwu introduced Maomao to Snow.

The wolf and the dog had a lot of common topics. They used a unique way of communication that is unique to dogs to chat with each other and had a very happy chat.

There was even a feeling that they had met too late and that a true friend was hard to find, and they wanted to sleep together and chat all night long.

If Lu Wenwu hadn't reminded him that he had to get up early for class tomorrow, these two playful guys would probably have played all night long.

In response, the snow wolf Snow howled: "Damn it! We are all dogs, why doesn't Maomao have to go to class! I also want to live a life of eating, drinking, having fun, and waiting to die!"

The next morning, when Snow, who had run five kilometers, came to the cafeteria hungry, Lu Wenwu had already started enjoying a delicious egg-filled pancake.

He was the most eye-catching focus in the cafeteria.

Everyone else had to serve their own food, while the special delicacies that Lu Wenwu enjoyed, which no one else could eat, were brought to him respectfully by four arcane servants.

Even professors don’t get this kind of treatment!

The old students of the Magic Academy all cast envious glances and whispered about Lu Wenwu's identity and background, as well as his terrifying talent that was so outrageous that it directly burst the crystal ball yesterday!

As the first student with such an honor, Lu did not appreciate the kindness of the arcane servants. Instead, he pointed at the things they brought up crazily.

The four arcane servants didn't dare to complain at all. They bent over and listened attentively like primary school students.

"Tyrannosaurus, why are these arcane servants surrounding you?"

Snow sat down with two large plates of grilled steaks, looking at his new friend with a confused look on his face, and asked while eating the meat.

"Hey! Try this! This steak smells so good! I've never eaten anything so delicious at home!"

"These are probably my students." Lu Wenwu spread his hands helplessly, "By the way, try this. What's the point of eating just meat? It tastes better with carbohydrates."

When he returned to the dormitory last night, old man Wood mysteriously gave him a special magic key, allowing him to enter the kitchen directly.

However, he had not had the time to completely engrave the method of making egg-filled pancakes into the arcane servant's wisdom core.

These messy cakes now are masterpieces of imitation by these guys, who made them by following the same pattern.

The god who masters the cooking of egg-filled pancakes would naturally be very dissatisfied with such a product.

But even so, it was enough for killing in the Magic Wizard Academy where food was scarce.

Snow the Snow Wolf is the best proof of this.

This pure carnivore who originally disdained carbohydrates couldn't stop after trying the first bite. He showed off all the twenty or so trial works made by the arcane servants with two large plates of steaks!

As a result, he did not feel much better until he ran another five kilometers after dinner and arrived at the classroom for his first class - auxiliary magic class - with Lu Wenwu.

The whole person had a bulging round belly and was slumped in the large and comfortable seat with a painful expression, like an egg yolk pie wolf who had lost his dream.

This even the taciturn Silver Skeleton was a little surprised.

It turned its head 180 degrees to look at Snow who was slumped in the chair, then turned its head a little more to look at Lu Wenwu who was flipping through a textbook with great interest. The dark blue soul fire in its eyes flickered with a puzzled light.

"Why is that, Mr. Wolf?"

The silver skull's upper and lower rows of silvery-white teeth collided with a "ding ding" metallic sound, slowly emitting a unique soul language.

"I ate too much and felt bloated." Lu Wenwu answered truthfully.

"What is 'hold'?"

The fire element on the other side had no face, head, or facial features, only an elemental core and a special magic wand floating inside his body.

But Lu Wenwu thought that the other party should have turned his head. After all, the word [Curiosity] suddenly popped up on the Eye of True Vision.

In order to explain this somewhat abstract problem to the two non-human members, he thought for a while, ignited a ball of fire on his palm, and while fixing the size of the flame, he continued to input magic power into it.

After about three seconds, the flame suddenly exploded into a beautiful spark.

The fire element shuddered visibly, the flame temperature dropped a little, and the color changed slightly.

Lu Wenwu felt that the other party should have turned his face away at this time, but he had no evidence.

"Somewhat. Scary."

The soul fire in the silver skull's eyes flickered, and he raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat from his forehead. The sound of metal collision was heard again, and he turned his head back.

The atmosphere among the four roommates became quiet again.

Soon, all the new students of this year's magic academy arrived, and no one was late for the first class.

When the exquisite mechanical clock pointed to eight o'clock, the bell for class rang.

A witch who looked to be in her forties and dressed in a dignified magic robe slowly walked into the classroom.

After she stood on the podium at the bottom of the lecture hall, she glanced at the whole class, a look of satisfaction on her face, and nodded slightly.

"In the coming year, I will be responsible for teaching you auxiliary magic. You can call me Professor Lynn. Or you can follow the tradition among magicians and call me Grand Mage Lynn."

Mage, as the name suggests.

When a wizard has mastered enough knowledge, he can concentrate the heart of magic.

In the ancient Dharma-Ending Age, wizards were qualified to build magic towers and recruit apprentices.

A magical mentor, also known as a magician.

His understanding of knowledge is deep enough, and he only needs to cultivate his mental and magical powers to start trying to build the Ladder of Truth. Those who try to advance to the level of Truth Mage are called Grand Mage.

The full professors at the Magic Wizarding Academy are at least at the level of Grand Mage.