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

The four-meter-tall werewolf, wrapped in black chains, perfectly met the People of Yatun's desire for strength and handsomeness.


Lyon, feeling embarrassed, scratched his head. Such a gesture from the large Wolf King surprisingly made him appear endearingly out of place.


It had to be said, being surrounded by a group of children truly felt wonderful.


This made Lyon's heart, which had been somewhat cold and lonely from fighting the Greedy World Power, warm up considerably in an instant.


To be foolishly indulgent at the old feast, one needed to experience the beauty of humanity in order to be human.


Bailuo was aware of Lyon's situation, so he specially arranged for him to stay with the children, which helped with his power control.


However, Bailuo also hinted to Lyon not to reveal too much of his abilities.


The Miracle Entity of Yatun, that was the nation's top secret.


Chapter 155: Emperor of Beasts (Vote for Recommendation)_4