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

Now, there were still few powers paying attention to Yatun, and Bailuo naturally hoped they could stay a little more under the radar.


"Let's just wait and see for this matter,"


Uncle said, "For such a big incident, if they really discover it, they will surely come to ask us for information."


If no one came to ask, it would mean that Yatun had remedied the situation in time and had not allowed Ash Day Blood Moon to be exposed on the international stage.


Bailuo nodded, then used the Master of Miracles' authority, and commanded, "Offspring of Greedy World, I order you, do not leave the sea area within 30 kilometers centered on Yatun!"


To avoid any accidental situations, Bailuo deliberately increased the distance limit and tripled it to ensure there would be no problems.


"What's the best way to deal with these mutants?"


Even if they hadn't gone mad, they would soon distort and become unrecognizable.


Chapter 165 Blood Moon Anomaly (Request for Recommendation Votes, Ask for Monthly Tickets)_2