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

This was the first time that Lu Wenwu joined an organization that had no such experience, and the first time he used tools that had not been specially modified, and problems immediately emerged.

The flying broom couldn't carry him, which made Lu Wenwu feel both amused and helpless.

But when it comes to being overweight, he suddenly realized a problem.

If the building has special reinforcement, it would be reasonable.

But are the beds, sofas and chairs at home a little too sturdy?

After such a long time, the furniture in the house has not been replaced. It was given by the government when the housing was initially allocated.

At that time, the country didn’t know that it would take the path of physical training, so the gifts should have been ordinary furniture.

But how could ordinary furniture possibly sustain its own weight plus the weight of the fur?

Sometimes Maomao would grow into a huge form and take up most of the bed. Lu Wenwu would then hold Xiaobao and sleep together on the dog's warm belly, feeling soft and comfortable.

At times like this, he was completely relaxed, unlike when he was outside where he would deliberately control his body.

But he had never considered the load-bearing capacity of furniture.

For a moment, Lu Wenwu fell into deep thought.

I am sure that the furniture in my house has never been changed.

The country didn't know at first that it was taking the path of body training, so it was impossible for it to directly send itself a set of special furniture for body training. The cost of that thing was not cheap.

So. why?

Just then, two loud roars woke him up from his thoughts.

The two pieces of the broom finally fell off.

The power was similar to that of space-based weapons, and it directly created two large holes in the lawn where flying practice was being carried out.

The flight professor sighed deeply. "With your weight, you are basically incompatible with the conventional flying brooms on the market. Those flying carpets, flying cars, and flying boats customized for large creatures should be suitable for you."

"If you still want to continue this course, you'd better visit Professor Wood again and ask him to customize one for you. I heard that you two have a good relationship, and Professor Wood should be happy to help."

"If it really doesn't work, I'll try to ask the dean to exempt you from the test. This rule was originally for special races like your roommate, the Silver Skeleton and the Fire Elemental, but your situation is a bit special, so it should be possible to make an exception."

Let Wood make a super alloy broom for himself?

What a joke! When that old man hears that he broke the school broom by sitting on it, he will definitely turn it into a hammer and hit himself on the head!

Lu Wenwu laughed dryly: "I'll try my best"

The flying professor said nothing.

After looking at the time, he signaled everyone to end the get out of class early, and went to find the dean with the broken pieces of the broom.

Snow, the young Snow Wolf, was the first to come over, shaking his furry white tail, and asked curiously, "Tyrannosaurus, you are so heavy, why are the chairs in the restaurant and the beds in the dormitory still intact?"

The other students had the same doubt in their minds and also stretched their ears silently to listen.

"Well, I control my strength at other times and try not to put all my weight on it, but I can't control the flying broomstick either."

Lu Wenwu laughed dryly twice and fooled away the question.

He couldn't say that he went back to Long Mansion to practice at night and never slept in the school bed, right?

As for controlling your weight, it can be done as long as you have a little leverage. It is not difficult in martial arts.

For example, the classic light body technique, the thousand-pound weight, and crossing the river on a reed are all like this.

However, the people in this world couldn't understand it, and Lu Wenwu couldn't explain it.

At once.

I can only fool around.

That night, Lu Wenwu's glorious deeds once again spread throughout the entire magic academy and became a huge hit again.

The Second Prince Zijing was so envious of the overwhelming traffic that his cock turned purple, his eyes were red with jealousy, and his teeth were almost broken. He just hated that he was not the one who received all the attention.

Chapter 314: Long-distance Running Champion and Strange Combat Magic Professor

Although Lu Wenwu often compared the current Magic Wizarding Academy with Hogwarts after arriving here, there are actually quite a few differences.

Unlike Hogwarts, which focuses on happy education, the course schedule of Magic Academy is relatively tight.

Perhaps it is because the students are generally over 20 years old and their mentality is slightly more mature than that of children, so there is rarely any shaking.

The students who can come here to study cherish their own talents and learning opportunities, and the overall learning atmosphere tends to be inward-looking.

Look, after dinner, the library, study rooms and practice rooms are all packed with people.

There were many people practicing spells, making alchemy, completing homework, exchanging experiences, and even exercising in the physical training ground.

Lu Wenwu was naturally no exception.

Unlike others who were working hard to learn various combat magics, he was more interested in various auxiliary magics, historical biographies, and anecdotes.

After all, the main mission still needs to be completed, even if he decided to relax a little this time.

What's more, he wasn't that interested in combat magic.

It is nothing more than mixing various classic magics in traditional Western fantasy, compressing them into a flashing "light bar" and shooting them out, which creates an effect after hitting the target.

This is not surprising. Even though Lu Wenwu has not started to systematically study combat magic, he can still judge its operating principles through different attribute fluctuations.

Weird stuff. Those weird auxiliary magics.

That was something that Lu Wenwu had never figured out, and he had absolutely no idea how it worked.

Even the book does not mention the underlying logic of how these spells work, it only emphasizes the casting gestures, the wizard's will, the standard intonation of the spells, and the improvement of mental strength, magic power, micro-control ability, etc. through repeated practice of spells.

When the low bell rang, Lu Wenwu sighed in distress, closed the book in front of him and put it back in its place.

Well, it was a fruitless day!

Oh no, I still gained some.

Got a job.

Because he had broken his flying broom during class, when he dragged Snow to the kitchen to eat, old man Wood wanted to force him to do odd jobs on Sunday afternoon to make up for the school's losses.

When he thought of this, Lu Wenwu felt a little complicated.

On the surface, it was to make up for the school's losses, but in fact, there were some hidden wages for doing odd jobs for old man Wood - such as getting some scraps for free, learning alchemy techniques and so on.

Generally speaking, only outstanding students in senior grades who attend small classes are eligible.

Lu Wenwu knew in his heart that the old man felt sorry for his "tragic life" and wanted to give him something to help him.

The overall environment of the previous copy was too bad, this is what it's like to cultivate immortality in the underworld.

If it weren't for the world-destroying disaster of the True Demon Queen, the plot might have ended up with Lu Wenwu leading the demon clan against the good and the evil.

I met so many kind people this time that I even felt a little uncomfortable.

Forget it.

That's it for now, go to bed first.

Lu Wenwu used some tricks to strengthen the bed at school, and fell asleep with Maomao.

The next morning.

The adaptation period for novices has passed, and the basic physical training class before breakfast at the Magic School of Magic has caused a group of pampered aristocratic students to complain bitterly.

Except for Lu Wenwu and two other civilian students, all the other human students in the class were complaining about their condition.

Getting up early means running three kilometers, and not even the use of magic power is allowed, which is almost life-threatening for many people.

Since Snow and other students of special races did not need to participate, the tall and strong Lu Wenwu once again became the focus among the students.

Um.

Anyone who sees a two-meter-tall guy with a pair of long legs running three kilometers in just ten minutes without blushing or getting nervous or even sweating will be shocked.

On the physical training ground, watching Lu Wenwu continue to jog towards the cafeteria, an aristocratic girl couldn't help but complain:

"Oh my God, we are here to learn magic, not to become warriors and knights with muscular bodies. Why do we have to endure such torture?"

"It's not like everyone is like the Tyrannosaurus Rex, who has a body that looks like a human, but is actually a baby dragon! The academy is clearly torturing us!"

Such voices resonated with many new human beings.

Even if they were not lazy and ignorant nobles who lived a life of luxury, the intensity of a three-kilometer workout was still a bit too high.

Many people began to jog at a walking pace, or complained in low voices, or envied Lu Wenwu's good physique.

At this time, the sweaty and panting Zijing Second Prince tried to act calm and said, "It's only three kilometers, are you already scared? You know, starting next month, we will start running five kilometers every morning!"

"What!? Five kilometers!?"

"Is this a joke?"

"I will definitely not be able to eat every morning!"

“Why would the college do this?”

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Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn to him, the Second Prince's face suddenly revealed a hint of pride and a flush of excitement.

He really enjoys the feeling of being the center of attention and being watched by others.

This made him extremely excited!

Even though he was very tired, he still acted as if nothing had happened and said with a serious face:

"What a mess! Do you think a magician just needs to stand there and cast a spell?"

"What if you run out of magic power while fighting someone?"

"What if your wand breaks accidentally in the wilderness? Are you going to stand there and wait to die like an ordinary person?"

"The academy is training our physical fitness, making us more sensitive and tolerant, so that we can withstand high-intensity battles without dying accidentally!"

"And I heard from my father that training in this most primitive way can better promote the increase of one's total magic power."

"Our magician's bodies are very magical. Even with this kind of ordinary running, the speed at which magic power grows is much faster than those arcane masters who meditate and practice all day long!"

At this point, the Second Prince sighed and shook his head in a pretentious manner, and said in a very helpless and regretful tone: "You guys really don't understand the good intentions of the academy."