By now, she had a basic understanding of this Western Fantasy World. As for literacy, thanks to her point-and-read device, Tan You had gradually learned most of the words, so reading was no longer a major problem.
But Tan You wasn't at ease. Since the body's original owner had a talent for magic—even if it was the universally loathed Undead System—she had to cultivate it. To be unable to practice her magic would make her a lamb to the slaughter, and how could Tan You ever accept that?
Besides, in a Western Fantasy World as perilous as this, she would be helpless without power.
Tan You believed that a talent in itself wasn't wrong; using that talent for evil, however, was. Take the Divine Hall of Light, for example. It did everything in its power to ostracize the Dark Divine Hall and suppress anyone with Dark Element talents. Was that right? To Tan You, it was clearly wrong.
