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

Bailuo said, "During this operation, we indeed encountered many problems, such as uneven distribution of power, overflow of output, lack of practical experience, weak military strength, a vast disparity between upper tier and lower tier, and so on and so forth."


"Regarding the issue of the Tree Elves, we need to think long-term."


"My idea is," Bailuo said, "that from now on we let Tree Elves go their own way, to research their own things."


Tree Elves are actually not good at naval warfare, and that's okay, it really doesn't matter.


Bailuo possesses miracles, and there will be even more in the future.


However, it's undeniable that Bailuo lacks a miracle for naval warfare, which leads to the People of Yatun finding it difficult to develop the sea at the current stage.


He did hope the next miracle would be ocean-related.


But miracles can't be obtained just because you want them, and Bailuo is not a prophet; he can't simply command them into existence.


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