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

From a distance, Bailuo saw two figures sitting cross-legged under an ancient tree, none other than Inya and Bai Yino.


The two girls, one older and one younger, were sitting in meditation under the tree as if they were cultivating immortality.


Inya: "It's coursework dad gave us, to comprehend nature."


That was the sound of a stomach rumbling, coming from Inya.


"I wasn't paying attention in class, so dad punished me," Inya said, "He won't let me have lunch."


"What does that have to do with meditating?"


"By lowering bodily functions to the minimum, we can reduce energy consumption," Inya thought she was quite the clever sprite, "You said it, brother."


Bai Yino nodded vigorously: "Yeah, yeah, yeah!"


Chapter 68 Exponential Explosion (Seeking Recommendations)