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

If the Eastern Empire was not Ying Muyao's property, but family.


Give Bailuo ten Eastern Empires, and he would never, absolutely never take them if it belonged to a stranger.


"You are attached to the people of the Eastern Empire, and I would never make you feel uncomfortable."


"Let's hear it," Bailuo said, "as long as it doesn't violate my principles, I can agree to it."


Ying Muyao nodded, relieved by Bailuo's concern for her, "What about you, Xiao Wu?"


Ying Muyao's so-called oath was to make Gongsun Wu speak openly about what it would take for her to accept Bailuo and to state her conditions.


As for not letting Ying Muyao go with Bailuo, that was absolutely impossible—no way!


Ying Muyao said, "But your development is poor, and the Miracle Troop Type is sparse. I haven't seen many Living Saints, great generals, or Competent Ministers. Frankly speaking, I might as well only have one."


Chapter 277: Come on, let's hurt each other! (Seeking monthly pass)_4