Copy of the reckless man: I can see the status bar

The metal lotus leaf on the right, made of an unknown alloy, made several crisp "click" sounds and was torn from the middle.

The big wooden door that weighed at least one ton was pulled down by Lu Wenwu!

And the wall was not damaged at all!

Seeing that no alarm was triggered, Lu Wenwu felt relieved and placed the heavy door panel against the wall next to the door frame.

After finishing all this, he finally had time to look inside the kitchen of the magic academy.

The scene inside looked strange.

Opposite the door was a long table similar to the one in the cafeteria, on which a variety of food had been placed.

The blue humanoid guys floating on the ground like djinn stopped what they were doing and looked towards the door in unison.

Bright arcane sparks kept flashing in the pairs of blue and white eyes. They floated there blankly and motionlessly, as if the CPU was overheated.

[Arcane Servant·Chef·1024 (D)]: 5000/? ? ?

[Cultivation]: None

[Current Status]: Arcane core output power is too large, magic thinking organ is overloaded, confused, sluggish, shocked

[Analysis]: Arcane servants created by alchemy masters, they possess a certain degree of intelligence and are one of the assistants commonly used by magicians and arcanists. Now they are shocked by your arrival.

"Sir, you.you.you."

The arcane servant closest to Lu Wenwu spoke haltingly, unable to utter a single satisfying word for a long time.

Obviously, even though he had seen all kinds of weird arcane servants in this historic academy, he had never seen someone as outrageous as Lu Wenwu.

Bush, Gomen.

You couldn't open the lock, so you just removed the kitchen door?

"Well, I."

Just as Lu Wenwu was about to speak, he heard a familiar roar of slamming the table coming from behind the pile of food.

"Damn you, you bastard! Look what you did to my Kalmar alloy hinges and bolts!"

A thin old man with white hair stood at the other end of the long table. He slapped the entire table with his right hand, and the wand in his left hand was already flashing an ominous light.

It seemed as if he was ready to duel with Lu Wenwu if they had a disagreement.

Who else could this energetic old man be but the alchemy god Wood?

Being caught red-handed, Lu Wenwu smiled awkwardly.

Wood waved his wand and somehow appeared in front of him, pointing his wand fiercely at the door panel outside and the remains of the bolt.

"This is the Magik Wizard Academy, a magic academy! It's not a place for a bunch of barbarians who only know how to use their muscles to practice fighting skills! You bastard, don't you know how to use magic to solve the problem? You're not banned from the kitchen!"

"But I can't!" Lu Wenwu said confidently, "You know, I'm still a freshman. Before coming to school, I was wandering around outside alone, how could I know anything about magic."

"The kitchen door is a test of magic! Only those who open the door by themselves are qualified to come in!" Wood's temper calmed down a little, but he still spoke sternly.

"Then I opened it myself!" Lu Wenwu spread his hands, "To be honest, my power is also a manifestation of magic. We magicians are born noble, how can magic be such an inconvenient thing?"

"Damn bastard! The bastard who misinterpreted magic!"

Wood, who had calmed down a little, suddenly became furious again.

He waved his wand, and along with a black light, a huge black hammer appeared above Lu Wenwu's head and started hitting his head hard.

There was a continuous "bang bang bang" sound.

Lu Wenwu didn't care about it at all.

The force of the hammer's impact was only enough to slightly hurt an ordinary person's head, but he hardly felt anything.

So he forced himself to give Professor Wood a loving hug despite the blow from the hammer, just like he was hugging a piece of dead wood.

The opponent's health was as high as more than a thousand points, and Lu Wenwu was afraid that he would accidentally hug the old man to death.

"Hey, professor, it's because I've never learned magic! It's normal to have some misunderstandings. It will be fine when the class starts!" Lu Wenwu laughed, "Don't pay attention to so many details. Don't you care why I broke into the kitchen?"

"You're disturbing me while I'm eating! Who cares about this kind of thing?"

Wood, who was put down, adjusted his magic robe and cursed.

But this old god of magic kept using the two words "bastard" and "asshole", and his offensiveness needs to be improved.

Lu Wenwu looked at the scene in the huge kitchen and sighed deeply: "It's not that the students are unreasonable, it's just that the food quality of our school needs to be improved."

It is indeed particular.

High-quality ingredients are slaughtered directly in the kitchen slaughter area and are absolutely fresh.

Lu Wenwu even saw arcane servants using magic to grind wheat and make flour on the spot!

Stuff is good stuff.

It's just that the craftsmanship is a bit regrettable.

"Impossible!" Wood immediately blew his beard and glared, "The arcane servants in the academy's kitchen have been instilled with the cooking skills of the continent's top culinary masters, and the ingredients are absolutely the best and freshest. How can it not taste good! I think you really don't know your own limitations!"

"This is true."

Lu Wenwu shrugged and did not argue with the other party.

There is no point in talking nonsense like this, just show your true colors with your hands.

He washed his hands directly in the clean water that was flowing nearby, then walked to the bread-making area, took a basin and put some flour in it, pinched a few grams of salt with his hands, and then started to boil water.

The chefs here are not completely useless. At least they have mastered the means of refining refined salt, which saves Lu Wenwu a step.

Wood walked over with a frown on his face and chuckled, "How can you talk about gourmet food when you can't even tell the difference between salt and sugar! Moreover, how can you measure accurately without a magic scale?"

"Just add salt, no problem."

Lu Wenwu stretched out his hand to feel the water temperature and answered casually.

"No real chef would use that stuff. The amount I say is the amount, not a grain (about 0.064 grams) more or less. If you don't have this skill, why would you be a chef? You might as well go home and farm."

"No one would believe that! Even the most outstanding master of pharmacy can't achieve this level of precision!" Wood obviously thought Lu Wenwu was bragging.

Seeing that the water was not ready yet, Lu Wenwu reached out and took out a magic brass scale and placed a clean, empty iron basin on it.

The balance automatically balanced, and the empty side automatically displayed a weight of corresponding weight.

"One pound of flour."

Lu Wenwu picked up a small pile of flour and threw it in, without even looking at it, and turned around to get the salt.

The moment he turned around, a large weight representing one pound appeared on the right side of the brass scale.

Wood's eyelids twitched and his expression suddenly became much more serious.

"Thirteen and a half ounces of salt."

Lu Wenwu casually sprinkled the salt he had taken again into the pot.

Then he no longer cared about anything, reached out for the water heated to 60 degrees, went to the original basin, and started kneading the dough.

And on the right side of the brass magic scale used for demonstration, the weight of the weight suddenly increased.

Thirteen and one-half ounces more!

Wood jumped up in shock.

"How is this possible! This is impossible!"

He pulled his beard hard and screamed in disbelief.

"The skirt of the God of Magic! How on earth did you do that?!"

"Perhaps you have taken alchemy to the limit of your ability, and so have I, except that it is cooking."

Lu Wenwu kneaded the semi-scalded dough briskly and accurately pinched it into small pieces one by one.

"Each one is exactly one-sixth of a pound. You can measure it with magic, but it is recommended not to use your hands."

Wood, who didn't believe it, used a levitation spell to put them one by one on the scale for measurement.

Sure enough, each one was accurate.

There is not even a grain of error!

Wood was simply dumbfounded.

Even the top pharmacists need tools to assist in measurement. Is this something ordinary people can do?

Even the arcane servants began to watch intently, communicating with each other in whispers, and the flashing of arcane sparks never stopped.

Even though these magical creatures were created through alchemy, they still possessed a certain level of intelligence, and even had emotions and personalities of their own.

The arcane servants were extremely surprised that an "ordinary person" like Lu Wenwu, who had never been exposed to magic, could easily accomplish something that even they could not do.

Lu Wenwu, who was kneading the dough and placing the dough pieces on a plate to "wake up", chuckled and sealed them with a tightly fitting lid.

Accurately measuring with hands is actually not an incredible skill. Any chef with a little skill can do it.

This is a strength that can be gained through exercise.

It’s just that the mages rely too much on the power of magic, and the development of their own bodies is close to zero.

Just as Lu Wenwu always said.

Is the human body such an inconvenient thing?

But generally speaking, even the top masters can only be accurate to the gram at most.

Lu Wenwu can measure with an accuracy of grains smaller than the gram without using his spiritual sense. This is all due to his years of physical training, which has developed his physical perception ability to an inhuman level.

Chapter 308: Isn’t the magic wand meant to serve the wizard?

"Incredible, incredible! How did you do that? Such precise measurement, you are born to be an alchemist and pharmacist."

Wood looked at Lu Wenwu, who put the dough aside and continued to work, and kept praising him.

"What are you doing now? Why are you mixing grease with flour? And why did you use hot water just now? Does that make any difference?"

“This is called puff pastry.”

Lu Wenwu kept stirring, causing the flour and oil to completely blend and form a yellowish-brown paste.