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

"Only two miracles were exposed, yet the entire Yatun remained hidden."


Bailuo nodded, "Throwing out some smoke bombs is necessary to gain time for development."


The duchy and the princely states, the former holds more dignity.


There's a saying, show weakness to your enemies, and they will bully you, but be overly strong, and they will fear you. There is such a thing as too much of a good thing.


So Uncle chose the duchy, three miracles, three Masters of Miracles.


In this way, it would not cause too much dread, nor would it be underestimated and provoked.


The establishment of the Miracle Duchy had been put on the agenda, and many of the People of Yatun were aware of this.


They were very excited and looking forward to it.


To witness the birth of one's own country is a matter of honor and a feeling of being part of history that those who have not experienced it can hardly understand.


Soon, everyone arrived a month after the first shamanistic ritual.


Chapter 71: Mysterious Dragon (Please Recommend)