Lin An's attempt had failed.
Even though he had meticulously explained the 'Control Spell,' which Mr. Liu had described as the most basic form of witchcraft, to the three people in front of him, they hadn't suddenly comprehended it or been able to cast it right away.
But this was actually the norm in the Extraordinary Realm.
Learning a witchcraft was nowhere near that simple.
And after these three people reluctantly gave up on learning this new skill and left, Lin An remained standing silently in the same spot without leaving.
He faintly sensed something different.
As time slowly passed, the sun set in the west, turning the sky a brilliant red, while a thin mist started to envelop the forest, giving everything a somewhat dreamlike appearance.
This game world was so finely crafted that it made one feel as though they were inhabiting a real world.
Everything felt so real.
Including himself.
"I..."
