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Chapter 306: Fresh dragon bones, good to use

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 arcanists in this world only cultivate mental strength, and rely on their affinity to 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 it is not the case with magicians.

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 arcanist was born, this kind of large staff as tall as a person has always been the standard equipment for mages.

It was not until later that some powerful wizards discovered that abandoning these bulky amplifiers 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, so why do we have to use them on such a large scale?
It not only wastes your own magic power, mental power, and physical strength, but also takes time, making you an easy target for attack.

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 use of small staffs found that their actual combat effectiveness was improved in disguise, and thus this type of large staff was gradually eliminated.

Until the birth of the Arcanists, this new school of magic has been eating into 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 cannot adapt. There is no need for him to stick to the old ways, and he will not insist on following the ancestral rules.

There are wizards in the academy who like to use big 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 is not magic at all!
Elegant ass!

Later, Lu Wenwu appealed to his will with emotion and reason, and said a lot of nice things.

After he demonstrated his supernatural powers on the spot, Wood finally accepted 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 motioned Lu Wenwu to sit opposite him, and then he said, "A qualified magic wand needs a kind of wood as the main body, and a kind of magical beast's nerves or hair as the wand core. If you just want a magic wand that can be used as a stick, there is no need to use the traditional shape, then it will become a war hammer."

"But the price of being able to penetrate the armor of melee professionals is that it is said that it is necessary to refer to the refining method of war hammers or spears. The stick body itself needs to be reinforced and coated with metals such as copper, mithril, and some other materials."

"A pure wooden stick is too fragile. Not only can it not cause effective attacks, it can't even withstand your natural strength."

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

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

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

Although it didn't catch fire on other wooden materials, it became a little stuffy here in a blink of an eye.

Wood's eyes suddenly lit up. He took out his magic wand and cast a spell on himself and Lu Wenwu, then began to carefully examine the piece of 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, 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 its name?"

"The name left by our ancestors is Fusang wood." Lu Wenwu said honestly, "It is said that there is a place called 'Tanggu' at the eastern end of the continent, and Fusang wood grows in a body of 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 noticed that something was wrong and asked quickly: "Professor, is there something wrong with this piece of wood?"

"No problem, it's very good. It's one of the best materials I've seen in all these years." Wood changed the subject directly after pretending to be stupid. "If you use its wood core as the material, you can definitely make a top-notch magic wand. But it's really a bit sad to do it this way."

A waste of 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 at least be made into four Fusang wood sticks.

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

Now that it can work, we must use the best.

"Just 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, you are a student of the academy, how can this be possible? Besides, this is a relic left by your ancestors, it is extremely precious! I dare say that even these scraps can be sold at a sky-high price at the royal auction in the capital of the Jade Empire!"

Lu Wenwu pretended to be sad and said, "But if these materials follow me, they will probably be gathering dust in the warehouse forever. If my ancestors are still alive, they would not want these materials to be covered in dust. Professor, wood will rot."

"This"

Wood seemed a little hesitant, but still showed a look of rejection.

After a fierce verbal battle between the two sides, the old magic god 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 skills 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!

Naturally, Lu Wenwu had no materials on hand.

He had already sent all the rare materials he had on hand to the old devil to ask him to help make equipment, so how could there be any stock left?
However, there is still no need to worry about this, as he has already planned it out.

Fifth brother has some unique tricks for collecting precious materials!
He told the old magic god 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 college 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 things on the table and almost lost his balance and knocked the table over!
"All of this was left to you by your ancestors. What are your origins?" No wonder he lost his composure.

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 a dragon's spine, and a complete dragon tendon (spinal nerve).

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

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

What the damn ancestors left behind.

This was exactly the case 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 body?
then
Then he spent about an hour to fully recover from his injuries, and spent the remaining seven days aging the materials taken 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 absolutely cannot be seen to be 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 dragons, he did not doubt it too much.

After all, the materials on the dragon clan are too difficult to obtain, and even 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 skills as a master alchemist.

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

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

Such a stick, not to mention its use as an equipment, would definitely be priced sky-high just if it were sold 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 magician 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 manipulate 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.

However, 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 he was connected by blood 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 pie.

No wonder the big monsters in myths like to use their own body parts to refine magic weapons, it is really useful.

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

There are seven stars on the top, eight trigrams on the bottom, the 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 merits show the pattern of coiled dragons.

The whole thing doesn't look like a magic wand, 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 Staff did not have such an ability to expand and contract. At most, it could only shrink to the size of an ordinary wizard's staff, 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 school supplies, and found his own dormitory.

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

Four people live in a large house, with a shared lounge (living room) and bathroom, but everyone has their 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-grader would be affordable.

However, when it comes to food, Magic Wizarding Academy is clearly lagging behind.

The good news: It’s self-help

The bad news: British food

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

You say that lawyers don't know how to enjoy food, but the ingredients are all top-notch, 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 foods were 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, seafood sashimi.
Desserts are cakes, donuts, cookies, etc. with lethal amounts of sugar added.

To be honest, except for the desserts, all the 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 "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 for every meal, it would be a little unbearable for Lu Wenwu as a chef.

Who can resist making boiled vegetables and salads every day?
It would be inappropriate for a prospective freshman like me, who apparently has no extraordinary powers, to skip meals.

Oh my god, this is going to kill me!
No, even if I can’t have fried dishes and rice, I have to at least have some 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 teach these guys what real cooking is!

Kitchen, your emperor is back!
(End of this chapter)