The golden sunset fell upon him, bringing waves of warmth. Luo Chuan turned a page of Three Hundred Lectures on Magic Introduction in his hands.
To be honest, he did not quite understand why he had chosen this particular book when he went to borrow one from Anno yesterday.
Maybe his brain had suddenly short-circuited, and he made the decision on a whim.
But then again, it really did live up to its name. It was all introductory knowledge, and even a transmigrator like him could understand seven or eight parts out of ten.
How should he put it? The difficulty was about the same as addition and subtraction within a hundred.
As long as one grasped the rules, learning it was not difficult.
Still, Luo Chuan knew that knowledge of this sort was more or less the same: it gave people the illusion of being simple and easy to master at the beginning, while the real torment only started in the middle and later stages.
From magic beginner to buried in the earth.
Amid the clamorous noise, the lingering sunset finally faded away, leaving only a wisp of crimson light stubbornly suspended in the sky, like the hem of a beauty's skirt, brimming with boundless tenderness.
The ink-blue curtain of night had already descended, blanketing the entire land in the blink of an eye. The city lights lit up one after another, while the distant mountain range became undulating black silhouettes in the darkness.
"Whew, I'm full, I'm full."
At the dining table, Anno leaned back against her chair with satisfaction.
Yao Ziyan began clearing things away, while Luo Chuan continued eating at an unhurried pace.
"We'll give it a try tonight. How are your preparations coming along?"
What Luo Chuan referred to was naturally the magical modifications Steel