As a traditional man, Ryan was very sensitive about being cuckolded.
Therefore, he immediately noticed the young man with dark green hair.
And after confirming the identity of Huai, he finally knew where he had arrived.
Although he hadn't meticulously studied the background story in his previous life, the information revealed by the small print on the game loading screen alone was enough to pique everyone's curiosity about this world.
As someone who had thoroughly read the history of the Qidian Orphanage and had just undergone a trial in a dream, Ryan, upon his arrival, didn't dwell on why he had transmigrated.
Instead, he calmly engaged in a friendly conversation with Huai, who had saved him.
No matter what happened, ensuring his survival was the top priority.
During their conversation, Ryan gained a basic understanding of his situation, combining it with his knowledge of the game.
His luck wasn't bad; although the beginning was chaotic, at least he had arrived in Ionia, and it was Ionia not during a war.
Although the previous war had made Ionia much more turbulent during this period than usual, compared to other regions, this was undoubtedly the most suitable place for a novice to develop.
After confirming his surroundings, illusory images appeared before Ryan's eyes.
The style of these images was extremely similar to the chaotic dream he had experienced, and amidst these chaotic images, he suddenly understood what that dream was.
That was not a dream at all, but his golden finger!
Under Huai's stiff disguise and evasive gaze, Ryan, for the first time, condensed Dark Magic in his palm.
Although he was forced to become a target for the First Land's crackdown on "evil forces," he gained incredibly powerful Dark Magic!
Ryan's assessment of this was that he had won big.
No power is more suitable for a transmigrator than Dark Magic that can improve itself!
No subjective initiative is needed, no arduous cultivation is required, and no painstaking research is necessary; you only need to maintain your breathing to continuously improve.
This selfless dedication would make even the best oxen kneel.
And for Huai, this conversation was equally 'beneficial'.
As the successor of Gouya Temple, he had long since learned how to infuse magic into paintings.
But perhaps his talent was too high; infusion was easy, but control was difficult.
His occasional bursts of inspiration were nothing short of a disaster for others.
Therefore, he could only find some secluded places alone and explore inspiration in solitude.
But when he saved Ryan, he made a subtle discovery.
This discovery made him particularly patient with this stranger's questions.
Because while answering questions, he could slowly verify his discovery.
Throughout the conversation, Huai deliberately chose to answer some of Ryan's questions through painting.
Under his guidance, a few 'splashes' or even 'flames' would graze Ryan's hair.
But those magical 'threats' would always dissipate automatically as Ryan instinctively and subtly frowned and resisted.
This undoubtedly confirmed his discovery.
His painting magic was actually ineffective against this person!
Although Huai saw that the other party possessed a dangerous evil power, this did not prevent him from immediately considering Ryan, whom he had just saved, as his best friend.
A friend who could ignore the dangers in his paintings and allow him to freely express his creative inspiration!
For an artist, a 'kindred spirit' is one of the most difficult things to Prowl in this world.
Many people often don't meet one in their entire lives, so they choose to cast a wide net, allowing more people to see their work.
But for Huai, this method was not very applicable.
Because other people's works at most made people frown, while his works, if not careful, would make people drown.
Thus, under the 'mutual benefit' of the two, a pure friendship was formally established.
Huai did not ask about Ryan's origin but helped him settle down by the sea.
Ryan, on the other hand, patiently scoured his mind for information from the era of information explosion to provide Huai with unique perspectives and suggestions for his creations.
This settling down lasted for two years.
Two years of stable time allowed Ryan to completely integrate and also gave him a deeper understanding of the people here.
Ionia is a magical place.
So magical that even a piece of land can have its own thoughts and will.
These thoughts and wills might not be as rich and colorful as humans', but their essence definitely has common ground with humans, or rather, with Ionians.
Although Ryan didn't understand the First Land, he understood Ionians.
Perhaps it was because the unique environment formed a natural barrier, protecting them from external disturbances, leading to Ionians being like an out-of-place husky in a pack of wolves in this chaotic world.
Even if the smoke of war had tainted the original white color of some people to black, more people still adhered to a simple and pure worldview.
Just like the people he had met over these years.
Their kindness was like the sparkling brilliance on fresh fruits; even the deepest night could not cover these shining points.
However, the situation has changed now; if war is imminent.
Those Noxus people will not treat them kindly because of their kindness.
'Bang'
The door of the treehouse opened at this moment, and Huai staggered out from inside.
For artists, creativity is the best alcohol.
His dark green hair was like messy weeds, but Huai's face was filled with a fiery, Hyper expression.
"You are truly a genius, Ryan, you are a genius!
"How did you come up with that painting... no, how did you create such a world?
"This is simply a miracle; even a god could not create such an boundless yet brilliant space!"
Words like drunken ramblings continuously poured out of Huai's mouth.
His swaying fingers and constantly spraying saliva were as if he had drunk eight bottles of strong liquor.
Ryan, who was already accustomed to it, silently waited for the other party to return to the real world.
After about ten minutes, Huai returned from that state of obsession.
With residual excitement on his face, he looked at Ryan with eyes full of adoration and invited him again, "Are you really not considering joining us?"
His masters always said he was a genius, but only he knew how outrageous Ryan's talent was.
Someone who had never been exposed to magic learned his brushwork in a very short time and could even use his arm as a paintbrush, easily resonating with magic to present scenes through magical means.
Huai would always compare his fellow disciples to Ryan, and the result was always that effort was nothing in the face of true talent!
Ryan shook his head, "I'm not suitable for your sect."
"You have artistic talent, and you learned magic painting in just a short time..."
"I said those were things from my memory; I just took them out of my head. As for magic painting..." Ryan thought for a moment and said truthfully, "I think it wouldn't take much time to learn other ways of using magic either."