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

"Thank you for your attentiveness. We, we don't know how to repay you."


Seeing how meticulously Bailuo had planned everything, attentive to the utmost extreme, the Tree Elves' Descendants once again felt fortunate to have encountered such a benevolent Lord.


Lu Anya, as the clan leader, really wanted to do something for Bailuo.


"If we were to encounter a King, he must be like this, right?"


The Tree Elves' Descendants did not indulge in divination, but they truly believed in a "Mandated Monarch."


A King who would one day arrive, bathed in Holy light, leading them toward hope.


Many Tree Elves' Descendants were charmed by Bailuo, stealing glances at him.


Caught in the act, they quickly lowered their heads, resembling students being called out for daydreaming in class, which made Bailuo unable to suppress his laughter.


So, he smiled, occasionally greeting them, and capturing a bunch of favorable impressions once again.


Chapter 46 Uncle: I'm actually freaking out_2