After a round of torment, Xu Zhi left Sheng Lin's daughter and walked down the street.
Arcane.
It was a very magical system.
He looked at the people on the street. They were dressed in linen and leather, and occasionally, there were Arcanists wearing blue silk, holding a mysterious staff inlaid with arcane crystals.
He arrived at an Arcanist Academy.
There was a test at the door, arcane talent.
"My aptitude must be above average!"
I'm a future super Arcanist. I'm going to light the Holy Fire and become a God!
"I'm the one!"
...
A group of students 'eyes were burning with passion.
The so-called arcane talent was the area of computing power that was sealed.
Although it was sealed and his computing power was forcibly confined, this computing power was already known as arcane talent.
"What an interesting era. Arcana? Although it's a medieval city-state civilization, it's no longer an era of super technology."
