Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

As the first student with such an honor, the person named Lu didn’t appreciate the arcane servants, but instead pointed out mistakes at the things they brought like crazy.

The four arcane servants didn’t dare to show any dissatisfaction, bending over like elementary school students and listening humbly.

"Violent Dragon, why are these arcane servants all gathered around you?"

Snow sat down next to him, holding two large plates of grilled meat, looking puzzled at his new friend while eating meat and asking.

"Hey! You should try this; these ribs are so delicious! I’ve never had anything this tasty at home!"

"These are probably my students," Lu Wenwu shrugged a bit helplessly, "By the way, try this; just eating meat is boring. It tastes better with some carbs."

Last night, when heading back to the dormitory, Old Man Wood mysteriously gave him a specially crafted magic key, approving him to directly enter the kitchen.

However, he hadn’t yet engraved the complete method for Egg Pancake Cooking into the wisdom core of the arcane servants.

At present, the messy pancakes were the masterpieces these guys created by imitation, following the gourd’s shape.

As someone who mastered Egg Pancake Cooking, this quality was naturally unsatisfactory.

But even so, in the food-scarce Magick Wizard Academy, it was already quite remarkable.

Snow, the Snow Wolf, was the best proof of this.

This pure carnivore, who originally disdained carbs, couldn’t stop after the first bite and devoured the more than twenty experimental pancakes the arcane servants made, along with two large plates of ribs!

This resulted in him running five kilometers after the meal, and when he and Lu Wenwu reached the classroom for the first class—Support Magic Class—his full stomach didn’t relieve him much.

The whole person was lying painfully on the wide, comfortable seat with a bulging round belly, like a cream-filled wolf who had lost its dreams.

This even surprised the usually silent Silver Skull.

It rotated its head 180 degrees, looking at Snow slumped in the chair, and then turned slightly more to look at Lu Wenwu, who was eagerly flipping through the textbook nearby, the ghostly blue Soul Fire in its eyes flickering with curiosity.

"Mr. Wolf... how... come?"

The Silver Skull’s silver-white teeth collided, making a "ding ding" metallic sound, slowly emitting a unique soul language.

"Ate too much, got stuffed," Lu Wenwu answered honestly.

"What is ’stuffed’?"

The Fire Element on the other side had no face, head, or features, only an elemental core with a special magic staff floating inside.

But Lu Wenwu thought the other party should have turned its head, since the Eye of True Sight suddenly popped up with a [Curious] tag.

To explain this somewhat abstract issue to the two non-human members, he pondered for a moment, ignited a flame in his palm, and kept feeding magic power inward while maintaining the size of the flame.

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

The Fire Element visibly shivered in fright, even lowering its flame temperature slightly, with a slight change in color.

Lu Wenwu felt the other party turned its face back at this time, but he had no evidence.

"Somewhat... scary..."

The Soul Fire in the eyes of the Silver Skull flickered, raised a hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on its forehead, and once again made a "ding ding dang dang" metallic sound before turning its head back.

The atmosphere between the four roommates settled into silence again.

Soon, the new students of the Magic Academy for this year all arrived, and no one was late for the first class.

When the exquisite mechanical clock pointed to eight o’clock, the sound of the class bell rang out.

A witch who looked about forty years old, wearing an elegant magic robe, slowly walked into the classroom.

After reaching the podium at the bottom of the stepped classroom, she glanced over the entire class, showing a satisfied look and nodding slightly.

"In the coming year, I will be responsible for teaching you Support Magic. You can call me Professor Lyn. Or you can follow the tradition among mages and call me Great Mage Lynn."

Mage Master, as the name suggests.

After mages accumulate enough knowledge, they can condense the Magic Heart.

In the Ancient End of Dharma Era, mages of this stage were qualified to establish Magic Towers and accept some apprentices.

Magic mentors, or Mage Masters for short.

Deep enough understanding of knowledge, just lacking spiritual power and magic cultivation, they can start attempting to build the Ladder of Truth, seeking to advance to Truth Mage, known as Great Mages.

At the Magick Wizard Academy, the official professors were all at least at the level of Great Mages.

Even the teaching assistants were at least at the level of Mage Masters, which was absolutely terrifying.

Professor Lyn absolutely deserved the title of Great Mage.

Her teaching content was straightforward and easy to understand, making the freshmen quickly aware of what Support Magic was.

The definition was actually simple.

Magic that can be directly used in combat is Combat Magic.

Magic that cannot be directly used in combat is Support Magic.

Within these two major categories, smaller categories are subdivided for mages to study specifically.

In this first class, Professor Lyn taught a very practical spell—the Cleaning Spell.

The spell was simple, consisting of only three syllables.

The casting gesture was even simpler, only requiring raising the magic staff about sixty degrees, gently waving it towards the target to be cleaned, with a clockwise twist of the staff by ninety degrees during the process.

This was a very simple magic with no lethality, and the students practiced it in pairs.

Lu Wenwu was no exception.

Recalling the key points emphasized by Lynn, he visualized and materialized the specific dirt to be cleaned in his mind and commanded Snow to clean it with strong willpower.

At the same time, he also actively extracted some magic power and waved his magic staff according to the standard actions.

At the moment when the entire set of processes was completed, he felt an invisible force guide some of his internal magic power out, and a white light was shot out after being transformed by the Bath Fire Demon Dragon Staff in his hand.

When the white light hit Snow’s silver-white big tail, a puff of dust picked up along the way instantly separated and flew out mixed with the white light.

A successful attempt!

Lu Wenwu’s Cleaning Spell received great praise from Professor Lyn, who commended his outstanding Magic Talent.

Immediately, envious gazes from the classmates were directed towards him, and the reciting of spells became unconsciously louder—Lynn said this helps boost wizard confidence, enhancing the spell’s power and success rate.

Snow was still arduously practicing, while Lu Wenwu had already started to scratch his head in confusion inwardly.

Why is this happening?

This is completely different from the refined operation of the Cleaning Technique in the Cultivation World, which requires precise divine sense guidance.

He felt he had done nothing, yet he mysteriously completed the spell by releasing a composite formed by spiritual power, magic power, wind element, water element, and other things.

It didn’t even require manipulation, not even controlling the flow of his magic power; everything seemed automatic.

It just required the mage to be the hub, issuing a command and everything else would be completed automatically.

That was just too strange.

Lu Wenwu couldn’t figure it out.

According to Lynn’s description, the three syllables of the Cleaning Spell are: the first is to mobilize elemental power, the second is to determine the target, and the third is to confirm the visualized effect of the spell in the mind.

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

The process requires sufficient confidence, and the results visualized in the mind must be sufficiently specific.

The union of all three results in a perfect spell release.

Even a simple-minded person like Lu Wenwu felt perplexed.

Unlike the techniques of the Cultivation System, he completely couldn’t comprehend the underlying logic of constructing and releasing spells.

He also didn’t understand the principle of spell release.

It was like... a kind of ritual.

Once the corresponding ritual was completed in a short period, the relevant spell could be released.

But... why could magic power even be autonomously guided?

This was far too convenient!