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

[Its upper jaw propped up the sky, its steps shook the earth, stars lost their tracks, mountains crumbled entirely, even the sun and the moon dimmed their light, until six rare objects passed through stone slabs and giant boulders.]


[Invisible shackles and chains were once bound to it, a total of three times, longing, oh, the hunger, no amount of devouring could satiate it.]


[It's coming, it's speaking to you, it says I still want more, give me more, the one I wait for.]


Bailuo looked at the description of the new miracle on the Black Leather Book and felt inexplicably that this creature seemed familiar.


The senior sister, who shared some of Bailuo's memories, thought of a creature from the myths: "That wolf?"


Chapter 152 Greedy World Wolf (Seeking Recommendation Votes)