Chapter 311: Magic Is Not Scientific at All

Lu Wenwu, who was touching the big tail of the Snow Wolf boy, felt like he was having an affair behind Maomao's back.

This is a kind of NTR.

To be honest, Lu Wenwu was not deliberately taking advantage of others.

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

On the high platform, as the old dean replaced a new crystal ball, the few remaining magicians quickly completed the test.

It was different from what Lu Wenwu imagined.

The arcane masters also tested their mental strength qualifications and elemental affinity on the spot.

It was just that all the teachers in the teacher's seat went out and conducted it directly in the expansion space.

Compared with the "ordinary" magicians, the process of testing the qualifications of the arcane masters who took the normal training path was much more interesting.

It was called ups and downs.

Occasionally, a genius or a person with special talents appeared, and the whole venue would burst into huge cheers.

Sometimes when there are freshmen with extremely high elemental affinity but mediocre spiritual talent, or freshmen with average elemental affinity but extremely high spiritual talent, there will be some regretful voices in the venue.

But in general, the atmosphere of Magik Magic Academy is still good.

According to Lu Wenwu's observation, most of the old students are relatively friendly to the freshmen.

In a training academy in the extraordinary 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 inseparable from the school's own abundant martial virtues.

Without strength, how can order be established?

Lu Wenwu looked at the chaotic test site with interest, chatting with the snow wolf boy Snow beside him, and indirectly understanding the situation of the whole world.

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

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

As a race that is friendly with humans, the Snow Wolf Tribe will deliberately send its young cubs of appropriate age to the Emerald Empire at this time of year, so that the Magik Wizard Academy can judge whether they have the qualifications to become wizards.

The nobility of the spellcaster is not empty talk, and this is one of the few cultivation methods that can break the shackles of the orcs' natural bloodline.

As an extremely rare tribe among the orcs with a wise man as the leader, the Snow Wolf Kings of all generations attach great importance to the cultivation of their offspring, and will try their best to send the cubs to the human empire schools with better educational conditions for cultivation.

This is also the reason why the Snow Wolf tribe is not strong in blood, but can still be among the big tribes.

According to Snow, in addition to him, several cousins ​​of his generation also entered the Magik Wizard Academy.

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

Lu Wenwu looked in the direction of his finger and indeed saw seven or eight furry white Snow Wolfs waiting in line for the test.

While they were chatting, with the cooperation of many professors, the test ceremony ended quickly.

The old principal did not talk endlessly like ordinary leaders. He just briefly said a few words about the school rules of the college, welcomed the freshmen, and gave some simple study plans and class assignments.

Then he decisively announced the end of the opening ceremony and asked the old students to take their juniors back to the dormitory building.

Lu Wenwu has lived here for a while and is familiar with it.

It is worth mentioning that Snow, the snow wolf, has a good relationship with him and is considered a roommate in the same big house.

The other two roommates are even more important.

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

The other one does not even have a "human" shape, but is directly a group 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 scared. He quickly returned to his own room and locked the door. He finally retracted his gaze.

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

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

Lu Wenwu, feeling slightly disappointed, introduced Maomao to Snow.

The wolf and the dog had a lot in common. They chatted with each other in a way that was unique to dogs and had a great time.

They even seemed to be in a state of regret for not meeting each other earlier and it was hard to find a bosom friend. They wanted to sleep together and chat all night.

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

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

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

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

Others could only serve their own food, while the special food that Lu Wenwu enjoyed, which others could not eat at all, was respectfully served to him by four arcane servants.

Even the professor did not have such 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, Mr. Lu did not appreciate the kindness of the arcane servants, but pointed at the things they brought up crazily.

The four arcane servants did not dare to complain at all, and listened humbly like elementary school students.

"Tyrannosaurus, why are these arcane servants all around you?"

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

"Hey! Try this quickly, this steak smells so good! I have never eaten such delicious food at home!"

"These are probably my students." Lu Wenwu spread his hands helplessly, "By the way, try this, what's the point of eating only meat? It smells good 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 did not have time to completely engrave the method of making egg-filled pancakes into the wisdom core of the arcane servants.

These messy pancakes are the masterpieces imitated by these guys, and they are made by copying the gourd.

The god who masters egg-filled pancakes is naturally very dissatisfied with such products.

But even so, it is enough to kill in the Magik Wizard Academy where food is scarce.

Snow, the snow wolf, is the best proof.

This pure carnivore who originally disdained carbohydrates couldn't stop after trying the first bite, and he showed off more than 20 trial works made by the arcane servants with two large plates of steaks!

This caused him to run another five kilometers after the meal, and he didn't get much relief until he arrived at the first class - the auxiliary magic class classroom with Lu Wenwu.

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

This surprised the taciturn silver skeleton.

It turned its head 180 degrees to look at Snow, who was slumped in the chair, and then turned it again to look at Lu Wenwu, who was flipping through the textbook with great interest. The blue soul fire in its eyes flickered with doubt.

"Why is Mr. Wolf like this?"

The silver skull's upper and lower rows of teeth collided with a "ding ding" metal sound, slowly uttering a unique soul language.

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

"What is 'full'?"

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

But Lu Wenwu thought that the other party should have turned his head around, after all, the True Vision Eye suddenly popped up a [Curiosity] affix.

In order to explain this somewhat abstract question to the two non-human race 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.

About three seconds later, the flame suddenly exploded into a beautiful spark.

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

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

"Somewhat. Scary."

The soul fire in the eyes of the silver skull jumped, raised his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead, and made a "ding-dong-dong" metal collision sound again, and turned his head back again.

The atmosphere between the four roommates became quiet again.

Not long after, the freshmen of the magic academy this year had 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 about forty years old and dressed in a dignified magic robe walked into the classroom slowly.

After she stood on the podium at the bottom of the lecture hall, her eyes swept across the class, her face showed satisfaction, and she 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 mage has mastered enough knowledge, he can gather the heart of magic.

In the ancient last days, mages at this time were qualified to build magic towers and accept some apprentices.

A mentor in magic is called a mage for short.

Those who have a deep understanding of knowledge and only lack mental power and magic power to start trying to build the ladder of truth and try to advance to the truth mage are called grand mages.

The formal professors of Magik Wizard Academy are at least at the level of grand mages.

Even the assistants are at least at the level of mages, which is absolutely terrifying.

Professor Lynn is definitely worthy of the title of grand mage.

The content of his lectures is easy to understand, and in a few words, he let the freshmen in the class know what auxiliary magic is.

The definition is actually very simple.

Combat magic is what can be used directly in battle.

Auxiliary magic is magic that cannot be directly used in combat.

Among them, these two categories will be further subdivided into various small categories to facilitate targeted learning for magicians.

In this first class, Professor Lynn taught a very practical spell - the Cleansing Spell.

The spell is very simple, with only three short syllables.

There is only one gesture when casting the spell. You only need to raise the wand about 60 degrees, gently wave it towards the target to be cleaned, and twist the wand clockwise 90 degrees during the process.

This is a very simple magic, and it has no lethality. The students practiced in pairs.

Lu Wenwu was no exception.

He recalled the key points that Lynn emphasized, imagined and materialized the specific dirt to be cleaned in his mind, and ordered Snow, the target of the cleaning, with strong willpower.

At the same time, he did not forget to actively extract some magic power and waved the magic wand according to the standard movements.

At the moment when the whole process was completed, he felt an invisible force guiding part of the magic power in his body out, and then transformed it through the fire dragon wand in his hand and shot out a white light.

When the white light hit Snow's silver-white tail, a bunch of dust on the way was immediately peeled off and flew out with the white light.

Success at once!

Lu Wenwu's cleaning spell was highly praised by Professor Lynn, who praised him for his outstanding magic talent.

The classmates immediately cast envious eyes on him, and the voices of chanting spells in their mouths unconsciously became louder - according to Lynn, this helps to improve the wizard's confidence, enhance the power and success rate of the spell.

Snow was still practicing hard, but Lu Wenwu had already started to ask questions in his heart.

No, why is this?

This is completely different from the delicate operation of the cleaning technique in the world of immortal cultivation that requires precise guidance of the divine consciousness.

He felt that he had done nothing just now, and then he released a polymer that was fused together by mental power, magic power, wind elements, water elements and many other things, and inexplicably completed this spell.

There is no need to manipulate it, and even the flow of one's own magic power does not need to be controlled. Everything seems to be fully automatic.

All you need is the magician himself as the center, give an order, and the rest will be completed automatically.

This is simply too strange.

Lu Wenwu was puzzled.

According to Lynn, of the three syllables of the cleansing spell, the first one is to mobilize the power of elements, the second one is to determine the target, and the third one is to confirm the effect of the spell in the mind.

The casting action is to induce one's own magic power, guide the transformation of magic power, and control the direction of the spell release.

This process must be confident enough, and the result of the materialization in the mind must be specific enough.

The combination of the three is a perfect spell release.

Even a pure reckless man like Lu Wenwu felt scratching his head.

The spells are completely different from the immortal cultivation system. He can't understand the underlying logic of constructing spells to release magic.

He doesn't understand the release principle of this thing.

It's like. It's like some kind of ritual.

As long as the corresponding ritual is completed once in a short process, the corresponding spell can be released.

But. Why can even magic power be actively guided?

This is too easy!