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

As Bai Luo was feeling troubled, Miya quietly approached and said, "Can I ask a few questions?"


Bai Luo smiled gently, "What questions do you have, Miya?"


"Why is Snow White's mother so mean? Isn't she the princess's mother?"


Boy, the first question stumped Bai Luo.


Bai Luo didn't know how to explain; he wanted to say that stepmothers generally aren't as kind to children as their own mothers are.


At least in Yatun, this really didn't apply.


Because many of the children of the women there weren't actually their own, when relatives, friends, or even neighbors passed away, the mothers of Yatun would take care of their children with the same attention and care.


Just like Sister Alaya, the girl next door who looked after Shuster's siblings as tenderly as a mother would.


In Yatun, every man could be a father to the children, and every woman, a mother in their eyes.


Chapter 28: What is Your Dream? (Please Vote)