Pale blue knowledge

For twenty years since his soul had transmigrated, Bailuo thought this was an ordinary world, until one day, a black leather book appeared in his mind.
"Is there magic in this world?"
Facing Bailuo's question, his uncle remained unwavering as he said, "No."
"But there are miracles."
"What are miracles?"
"A sword that can release flames, a pot that can pour out gold, a beautiful girl grown from a fruit."
The uncle said, "Controlling the mist, bringing the storm, commanding the thunder."
"Magic!"
Bailuo raised his hand and pointed, "This is definitely magic!"
"No."
His uncle said, "These are truly miracles."
Years later, when Bailuo looked upon the nation he had built with his own hands, that magnificent and majestic sight, he agreed with what his uncle had said all those years ago, "This is a miracle..."

A rare magical miracle in the world

The next morning, Uncle waited with everyone at the entrance of the village, to welcome the heroes home.


Upon seeing Bai Luo and the others return, the children were overjoyed, with Abadun running the fastest: "Wow, so many things! Brother Bai Luo, Brother Nors, are these spoils of war?"


Bai Luo smiled at Abadun, "From today onward, the people of Yatun will never be humiliated again."


Hearing Bai Luo's words, the people of Yatun wept for joy.


For the first time in ten years, the people of Yatun could hold their heads high, as their long-suppressed emotions were finally released.


Unfortunately, now was not the time for celebration.


Uncle interrupted the joyous mood, indicating that the victory feast would have to wait until they reached the overseas islands.


Bai Luo understood the stakes and accepted Uncle's suggestion.


Chapter 24 Inya, you silly