Chapter 306: Fresh Dragon Bones, Quack and Work

Lu Wenwu tried his best to persuade this alchemist for a long time before he finally calmed down.

Lu Wenwu felt very depressed about this.

There's nothing wrong with what you said.

The arcane mages of this world only cultivate mental strength and rely on their affinity for certain elemental attributes to fight.

The main fighting method is to use mental power to pry the elements between heaven and earth, or to mobilize the elemental power collected from magic crystals and staffs to attack the opponent.

But magicians are not like that.

A magician only needs to practice spellcasting proficiency over and over again, practicing spells and casting gestures.

When you become proficient to a certain level, the power will naturally increase accordingly.

Of course, the Arcanist's Staff directly increases mental power and is of great benefit to the caster.

Magicians can naturally use it as well.

Even a long, long time ago, before the profession of arcane wizard was born, this large staff that was as tall as a person has always been the standard equipment for wizards.

It was not until later that some powerful wizards discovered that abandoning these bulky amplification devices and using a small stick to cast spells would greatly improve flexibility and concealment.

Although the power of high-power forbidden spells, environmental magic, etc. has been slightly reduced, there are many ways to kill people. Why do we have to use them on such a grand scale?

It wastes your own magic power, mental power, and physical strength, and it also takes time, making you an easy target to be beaten.

It is completely acceptable to give up one advantage and a bunch of disadvantages at the same time.

In later actual combat, many mages who had experienced the small staff found that their actual combat effectiveness was improved in disguise, and this kind of large staff was gradually eliminated.

Until the birth of the Arcanists, this new school of thought has been eating up the old capital of the magicians.

Of course, this is not what Professor Wood is angry about.

He is not an old-fashioned person who doesn't know how to adapt. There is no need for him to stick to the old ways, and he will not insist on the ancestral rules being unchangeable.

There are mages in the academy who like to use large magic wands. Many necromancers who rely on minions and amplification as their main means of attack like to do so.

Mainly, right?

Lu Wenwu wanted to use his magic wand to hit people, and that was what made Wood angry.

This isn't magic at all!

Elegant ass!

Later, Lu Wenwu persuaded him with emotion and reason, and said a lot of nice things.

Only after he demonstrated his innate supernatural powers on the spot did Wood finally accept the matter reluctantly.

"Okay, I promise you, now take out the materials in your hand and let me see them."

After calming down, Wood sat back at his workbench, took out the unfinished wand rough draft and placed it aside.

He gestured for Lu Wenwu to sit across from him, and then he spoke: "A qualified magic wand needs a certain type of wood as the main body, and the nerves or hair of a magical beast as the wand core. If you just want a staff that can be used as a stick, there's no need to use a traditional shape. It can become a warhammer."

"But the price of being able to penetrate the armor of melee professionals is that it is said that it requires reference to the refining methods of war hammers or spears. In the magic... magic... the stick itself needs to be reinforced and coated with metals such as copper, mithril, and some other materials."

"A purely wooden stick is too fragile. Not only can it not cause an effective attack, it can't even withstand your innate strength."

"Now, let me see the legacy of your ancestors."

Lu Wenwu nodded, pretending to take something out of his storage ring, and took out the more than three-meter-long hibiscus wood from his personal backpack.

As soon as the piece of wood as thick as a bowl was taken out, the temperature in the entire room rose rapidly.

Although it didn't ignite other wooden materials, it became a little stuffy in the blink of an eye.

Wood's eyes suddenly lit up. He took out his wand and cast a spell on himself and Lu Wenwu, then turned to carefully examine the hibiscus wood.

The more the old god of law looked at it, the happier and more surprised he became. He almost fell on it!

While stroking it carefully with his hands, he muttered something to himself, as if he had seen some rare treasure.

After a long while, he finally raised his head and asked excitedly, "Boy, where did your ancestors get this thing? What's it called?"

"The name our ancestors left behind is Fusang wood," Lu Wenwu said honestly. "It's said that there's a place called 'Tanggu' at the eastern end of the continent, and the Fusang tree grows in the water there."

"The end of the East?"

Wood kept repeating these words in his mouth, and the expression on his face changed several times, and the excitement was rapidly fading away.

After a long time, he finally patted the warm hibiscus wood dejectedly and sighed.

Lu Wenwu keenly sensed that something was wrong and quickly asked, "Professor, is there something wrong with this piece of wood?"

"No problem, it's excellent. It's one of the best materials I've seen in all these years." Wood, who had been playing dumb, changed the subject. "If you use its wood core as the material, you can definitely make a top-notch wand. But doing it this way is really a bit lamentable."

Waste natural resources.

Lu Wenwu added this sentence for the other party in his heart.

Even with the size of Lu Wenwu's palm, this piece of wood can be made into at least four Fusang wood sticks.

However, this hibiscus wood is useless to him and cannot be sold.

If it can work now, we must use the best one.

"Let's use the wood core, Professor Wood," Lu Wenwu said. "I'll give you the remaining materials as a token of my appreciation. What do you think?"

Professor Wood was stunned, then immediately refused, "No, no, no! You're a student at the academy, how can you do that? Besides, these are relics left by your ancestors, they're incredibly valuable! I bet even these scraps would fetch a stratospheric price at a royal auction in the Jade Empire's capital!"

Lu Wenwu feigned sadness and said, "But if these materials were with me, they would probably just sit there gathering dust for the rest of their lives. If my ancestors were still alive, they wouldn't want these materials to be left gathering dust. Professor, wood will rot."

"this"

Wood hesitated a little, but still showed a look of rejection.

After a heated exchange of words, the old god of magic finally couldn't resist the temptation of the new material and accepted it reluctantly.

But at the same time, he also generously stated that he had used all his abilities to treat it seriously, rather than just making some batches of ordinary staffs.

Moreover, if Lu Wenwu did not have better materials, he would take out some treasures from his private collection for refining.

If he used some inferior materials to treat this hibiscus wood, which was most likely a unique piece, it would definitely be an insult to his alchemical skills!

Lu Wenwu naturally had no materials on hand.

He had already sent all the rare materials he had on hand to the old devil to help him make equipment, so how could he have any left in stock?

However, there is still no need to worry about this, as he has already made a plan for this.

Fifth Brother has some unique tricks for collecting precious materials!

He told the old god of magic that he was going to get something outside the school, asked him to tinker with the hibiscus wood first, and then left.

When he came back a week later, Maomao, in puppy form, had appeared at his feet - the academy allowed pets.

At the same time, there were some more things on the old god of law's desk.

The white-haired Professor Wood looked at the thing on the table and almost lost his balance and knocked the table over!

"All of this was left to you by your ancestors? What is your origin, kid?!"

No wonder he lost his temper.

No one can remain calm no matter who they are.

What was now in front of him was a huge real dragon's reverse scale that was half the size of a table, a section of dragon's spine, and a complete dragon tendon (spinal nerve).

Lu Wenwu's face was a little embarrassed: "Uh, it was indeed left by our ancestors."

Not good at lying, he was already trying his best to control his heartbeat and facial expressions.

Left behind by our damn ancestors.

This was exactly what happened when Lu Wenwu ran to the Dragon Mansion and turned into the second body of the Purgatory Dragon. He scratched his own reverse scales and pulled out his dragon tendons and a section of his spine.

What material can fit you better than the parts of your own body?

Then

He then spent about an hour to fully recover from his injuries, and spent the remaining seven days aging the materials removed from his body.

I can only say, fortunately there is Hualongmen.

After Lu Wenwu activated the Dragon Gate, he repeatedly washed the parts of his body in the trial river.

The traces of time left by the aura of many ancestral dragon souls are quite realistic and there is absolutely no way to tell they are fake!

In short, Lu Wenwu managed to get away with it.

Although the old magic god felt that the dragon might here was somewhat different from the impression he had of the dragon clan, he did not doubt it too much.

After all, the materials on the dragon clan are too difficult to obtain, and a god-level figure like him has only handled them a few times.

It has to be said that Wood is worthy of the realm of the God of Magic, and even more worthy of his craftsmanship as a master alchemist.

Soon, the refining of a long stick that was flashing with dark red light was basically completed.

The long stick is three meters long and as thick as an egg. It is made of the mythical giant tree Fusang. The core of the stick is a real dragon tendon, and the body of the stick is wrapped with a real dragon's reverse scales, supplemented by a large amount of mithril for fusion.

Such a stick, not to mention being used as an equipment enhancement, would definitely be priced sky-high just by selling it for materials.

As for why it is basically completed?

There are still some decorative things that have not been done yet.

Lu Wenwu declined Wood's help, and politely asked the old god of magic to leave, borrowed tools, and completed the last step himself.

He poured the two forces he was most familiar with into it, and directly used the dragon clan's weapon refining techniques to control the Purgatory Dragon Breath to melt it on the stick.

When the whole thing was completed, the power it unleashed was no less than that of a pseudo-mythical treasure.

But all this power was suppressed by Lu Wenwu, and not a single bit of it leaked out.

Lu Wenwu took out the staff he named the Fire Dragon Staff and held it in his hand. A feeling as if blood was connected suddenly appeared in his heart, as if it was an extension of his limbs.

There is no need for any sacrifice or refinement, it is as easy as controlling one's own arm.

No wonder the big monsters in myths like to use their own body parts to make magic weapons, they are really useful.

The entire Fire Dragon Staff is dark red, with a faint dark golden dragon scale pattern on the staff.

There are seven stars on the top, eight trigrams on the bottom, sun, moon and stars at the head, and mountains, rivers and geography at the tail.

At both ends of the staff are murderous intent and blood, and the scorching sun and merit are reflected in the pattern of a coiled dragon.

The whole thing doesn't look like a staff, but rather like a golden hoop stick.

Lu Wenwu was very happy about this and tried to imitate Sun Wukong by shrinking it and putting it in his ear.

But unfortunately, the Fire Dragon Wand did not have such telescopic ability, and could only shrink to the size of an ordinary wizard's wand at most, which made Lu Wenwu feel a little regretful.

What a pity, what a pity.

After resolving his wand problem, there was less than a week left until school started.

Lu Wenwu finally went to the logistics department to collect his daily necessities and study supplies, and found his own dormitory.

Although it is called a dormitory, its decoration is similar to that of a presidential suite in a luxury hotel, which can be described as extremely luxurious.

Four people live in a large house, sharing the lounge (living room) and bathroom, but each person has his or her own single room.

The Magic Wizarding Academy is very wealthy and covers a very large area.

With such a large group of top mages and arcanists gathered together, expanding the entire space is a piece of cake.

If it were not for the purpose of increasing student motivation, a truly one-room school per first-grade student would be affordable.

However, when it comes to food, Magic Wizarding Academy is obviously a bit lagging behind.

Good news: It's self-help

Bad news: British cuisine

Lu Wenwu, who went to the cafeteria for dinner for the first time, felt very upset.

You say that the lawyers don't know how to enjoy life, but the ingredients are all top-notch, and the selected parts and the chef's cooking process are all very detailed.

You have to say that the masters know how to enjoy themselves.

The staple food was only white bread, potatoes, and a kind of flatbread that was somewhat similar to pizza without cheese.

The main dishes are basically grilled meat, roasted meat, and fried food.

Or grilled seafood, boiled seafood, or seafood sashimi.

Desserts are cakes, donuts, cookies, etc. with lethal amounts of sugar added.

To be honest, except for the desserts, all other food is pretty good.

After all, the ingredients are there.

This simple cooking method determines that as long as the food is good, it will not taste bad.

but.

In terms of seasoning and cooking techniques, it is really too monotonous.

Not to mention that the two Chinese cooking techniques of "stir-frying" and "steaming" are not available here at all.

Let’s not even talk about those less popular ones, they don’t exist at all.

This kind of food with a very Western flavor is okay to eat occasionally for a few days to change your taste.

But if they had to eat this every meal, it would be a little unbearable for Lu Wenwu, the chef.

Who can resist making boiled vegetables and salads every day?

It would be inappropriate for a prospective freshman like me who doesn't seem to have any extraordinary powers to skip meals.

Oh my god, this is going to kill me!

No, even if I can’t have stir-fried dishes and rice, I have to at least have a meal of noodles!

Then eat a few of his egg-filled pancakes!

So, on the day before school started, Lu Wenwu, who could no longer bear it, finally rushed into the kitchen in the morning and decided to tell these guys what real cooking is!

Kitchen, your emperor is back!

(End of this chapter)