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 elder apprentice sister had always been obedient to Bailuo; she would rarely contradict what he said.


After she left, Bailuo faced the ocean and sat down cross-legged. He closed his eyes, not to daydream, but to immerse his spirit and truly calm himself down.


If the waiting written on the Black Leather Book was really for a specific day, then Bailuo had indeed been waiting in vain these past days.


"No, not just the night of the full moon," Bailuo began to sit quietly by the seaside from this evening on: "Now, the sun is setting, it's twilight."


The brilliant Milky Way stretched across the night sky, adorning the entire heavens like a sea of sparkling gemstones, breathtakingly beautiful.


The full moon hung high in the sky, offering a different kind of beauty.


Bailuo sat on the cliff, with the sea in front of him, reflecting the stars in the sky.


Chapter 52: The Bizarre Miracle (Please Vote for Recommendation)_3