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Chapter 467 Are You Serious?
When Andrew first saw the armor prepared for him, he felt sick.

'Oh my god, they really are playing!'

Andrew's eyes were fixed on the helmet, and he finally realized that this adventure was not worth taking.

It's not leather armor, nor is it the kind of iron armor that looks colorful, but a set of heavy armor!
No kidding, heavy armor!
The helmet alone made Andrew feel pressured. It was not the iron hat commonly seen in movies and TV dramas, but a whole thing that was wrapped up. It was thick and only left a T-shaped gap on the face.

"You have to put on the lining before you wear it, otherwise it will make too much noise if you get hit. I suggest wrapping your ears with linen, which will make it much more comfortable."

The Failing Professor introduced them cheerfully, as if they were not wizards but ancient cavalrymen preparing to go to the battlefield.

"And this, the scale armor, has a set of armor inside to reduce friction, but this one is not that heavy. We engraved some runes on it, which has a good weight-reducing effect."

For the first time, Andrew felt that runes were really good - if he only looked at this thing, he felt that he could only jog when wearing it, and his mobility would be severely limited.

"The chain mail on the hands is no longer needed. We have tried it. It is better to use thicker dragon leather gloves. We have prepared double-layer thickness to minimize the impact on flexibility."

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Are your students really wizards?
Andrew now didn't find it strange at all that they were training to use logs as broomsticks.

Next is the shoes - dragon leather boots with iron armor head and iron plates on the bottom, which are said to not affect mobility much.

'It even has some protection against magic. If the spell wasn't so powerful, it would be reassuring to wear it.'

"Put on your armor, Mr. Taylor. Yes, I was right. It's this size. Please wait a moment. I need to put on my armor too."

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Holy shit, are you guys serious?

The fact that the accompanying professors were all wearing full armor was really hard to help but make people feel nervous, but fortunately they put them on very quickly - probably because of the help of magic, the set of complex-looking chain mail did not take the failing professor much time.

"Okay, now we can. Let's go to the underground realm. I brought some food, potions, and wine with me so you can resupply if needed. We will clear one dungeon this morning and try another in the afternoon."

As the failing professor spoke, he handed Andrew a small hammer - an iron rod with an iron ball smaller than a fist attached to it, which looked very scary.

"If the spell is not strong enough, use this to make up for the loss. You can usually hang it on the left side of the armor. In addition, you need to hang a water bag on the right side. Although old ghosts rarely appear in the cemetery, one might pop out of one of those stone coffins. It will be easy to disperse at that time, so the water bag is still necessary."

"I have mastered the clear water spell, Mr. Negokin," Andrew explained, but still took the water bag.

"That will be much better. Then change to a wineskin. Mead. If you feel uncomfortable, take a sip."

Another water bag was handed over, replacing the previous bulging leather bag.

"We call one side the graveyard and the other the monastery. The former is mostly inhabited by Inferi and ghouls, while the latter is mostly old ghosts, but there are also some Boggarts and other creatures mixed in." Professor Failed explained, "At midnight every day, those who are still in the dungeon will be repelled by magic, and then the two underground areas will be reorganized. In addition to those messy magical creatures, there are also piles of traps - venom, fire, spikes, and all kinds of messes. As long as they can ensure their own safety, students and even professors can wander around in there at will."

"But the counterpart is that you have to be able to deal with the traps and magical creatures that appear in various strange ways. Unfortunately, if you are seriously injured, you cannot be repelled out. Fortunately, as long as you are not surrounded by a group of magical creatures, you can just wait for the repulsion at midnight in a corner. Therefore, we provide comprehensive protection for wizards."

Professor Fail explained as he hung the bag on Andrew, "This contains food and some emergency potions, just in case."

"No wonder they use armor. After all, wearing this thing will not only cast an iron armor spell on you forever, but it can also hold you up until the early morning when you are cleared out..."

He understood at once and nodded.

"The further you go in, the more powerful the magical creatures that appear. In the dungeon, you can look through bottles and jars, even sarcophagi and bookshelves. Especially the bookshelves in the Taoist temple. Occasionally, there will be a spell left by the predecessors. Unfortunately, it is probably created by Transfiguration. If you don't copy it down immediately after it appears, it will easily disappear. As for the others, they are ancient coins or gems."

"Wouldn't the students be eager to go?"

"If you go every day, you'll basically come back empty-handed. After all, this is not the beginning," Professor Failing spread out his hands. "It will take about a week to accumulate something substantial. Any more will be uneconomical. To encourage competition, we allow the top three in magic and weapon duels to enter each week. Of course, there are also the three students who have made the most progress."

"This benefit is too good..."

"Don't expect too much, Mr. Taylor," Professor Failing spread his hands. "In fact, unless you fight all the way to the end, most boxes don't even have Sickles, just some ancient copper coins, but you can't take them out - unless the dungeon is vacant for more than a month."

"I come to fight, Professor Negokin."

Andrew was packing his luggage, but the armor made a noise.

"Ah, we need to put some cloth under it. The noise is too loud and it will easily attract those infernal corpses."

Andrew readily accepted the advice.

Although he was very confident, it was a dungeon adventure after all.

"Let's go, Mr. Taylor," Professor Failure walked ahead, holding a torch and holding his wand firmly in his right hand.

Andrew followed suit - although wearing such a set of armor made him feel a little pressured, he felt really safe.

"You need to allocate your physical strength properly, Mr. Taylor. Especially the Armor Spell. It is a big burden to maintain under normal circumstances. It is not too late to use it during battle. So I have to wait and cast the spell for you."

"I have mastered the Iron Armor Charm, Professor Negokin."

"That's great. Wait a minute, this is the entrance. We need to go down the stairs. Please allow me to test it - if it carries poisonous fumes, we have to use the Bubble Head Curse."

He turned to look at Andrew, and then took back what he had not finished saying - after hearing the poisonous smoke, Andrew had quickly finished casting the spell and began to reflect on his carelessness...

(End of this chapter)