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

Above deck, Little John and Anderson were whispering to each other, having discussed for a long time the matter of Bailuo bringing back a dirty little child.


"But we can't guess what the boss is thinking."


Little John said, "I'm sure he has his deep reasons."


Anderson was impressed though he did not understand; Bailuo's actions were indeed enigmatic, but he was the Miracle King, an existence beyond the comprehension of mere mortals.


Inside the captain's quarters, Bailuo inquired of Gonnia. The girl replied, "Nothing serious, just starving for a long time, lacking nutrition, especially poorly developed. Fortunately, she hasn't fallen ill or been 'bullied' by anyone."


The aesthetic of the people on the Miracle New Continent mainly focused on physique.


If a girl had a poor figure, she would hardly attract anyone.


So Gonnia was also curious about why Bailuo had bought her home.


Chapter 62: Shi Long Survivor (Seeking Recommendations)