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

"Now that we've nearly resolved the issues of agriculture and housing, our next task is to arrange military training for adults and provide the right education for the children in the village,"


"Military training has been done by the Yatun Clan for many years, just leave it to Nors."


"As for education, we still need to discuss what kind of curriculum to prepare."


Uncle suggested to Bailuo that he must prioritize education above all else.


The school had already started construction, and there were about 50 children aged 6 to 13 in the Yatun territory.


This included the Tree Elves' Descendants as well as the original members of the Yatun Clan.


Although the Tree Elves' Descendants did not appear as young as they looked, Bailuo still hoped they could enter the school together and receive Yatun's education.


Of course, they would definitely class the Tree Elves separately and even establish an academy for them in the future.


Chapter 48: Even if the World Ends, Homework Must Be Done (Please Recommend)