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

Although it had only been five days, and each day was filled with tough training and learning, Ina had grown to like the life in Yatun.


There was no discrimination, no strife.


Yatun had given her food, a home to live in, warm blankets, and comfortable clothes.


All she had to do was to train hard, improve her abilities, so that one day she could serve Yatun.


Ina's thoughts were pure; she was desperate for validation and worked tirelessly to prove her worth.


Yatun had given her food and shelter, and so she treated it as her homeland.


Ina really liked what Fiona the teacher had said in class, "Yatun is not only about us, but also about you, about everyone's hands and sweat."


Fiona told them that Yatun was fair and that as long as they worked hard, they would be rewarded.


Such a simple principle turned the world upside down for the slave boys and girls.


Chapter 107: Ina's Fantastic Journey (7000, asking for recommendation tickets)