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

Seeing Bailuo and Uncle come out, Sister inquired.


"The basic issues have all been resolved."


Bailuo indicated that this time they were entirely reliant on Uncle's good fortune.


His reputation from years past on the Miracle Mainland would indeed serve as an excellent starting point for Yatun.


"You never mentioned these things to me, Dad."


Hearing Bailuo's description, Isefia looked somewhat reproachfully at Uncle, but Uncle retorted, "Girl, you've been so focused on enhancing your strength, how would you have time to listen to my stories?"


It was only Bailuo, with nothing better to do, who loved these extraordinary tales.


Of course, it was also because Bailuo had crossed into a new world, hellbent on acquiring Fighting Spirit and magic, so for 20 years he had never let slip any opportunity.


"However, this is good, Sigurian's attitude will bring us no small amount of help."


Chapter 146 Royal Prestige (Please Vote for Recommendation)