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

"It must be this way, certainly this way!"


As evening approached another day, everyone stopped traveling and began preparing the night's meal.


With some free time, Bailuo thought it over and realized that the riddle was actually quite simple.


In Yatun Village, there were plenty of girls, wives, mature women, young women, little girls, and babies, everything one could think of.


As the leader, Bailuo merely needed to give an order for all girls to gather, and it was a matter of a single sentence.


Then, the second point, to tell a story about a fantastical girl.


He thought of the phrase that first appeared when the miracle occurred.


"The pumpkin carriage doors slowly opened, and the princess had beautiful golden hair, listen, the godmother is calling your name—Come forth, queen of the frozen heart."


Chapter 27: Fairy Tale Story (Please Recommend)