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

While others tread carefully even when exploiting a back door, she seemed ready to tear down the entire gate.


"This, this, how could this be possible!"


Gongsun Wu was flabbergasted. If they were to proceed in such a manner, wouldn't the whole Eastern Empire have to rely on their own defense?


Gongsun Wu glared at Bailuo, her cheeks puffed up like a cute, spineless pufferfish.


"Don't underestimate my Eastern Empire," she said.


Ying Muyao was right to help, but she was also worried Bailuo wouldn't be able to break through: "Under my command are many talented individuals, and the number of unique and extraordinary figures is countless. Even if I were truly to lag behind, they would not be easy to deal with."


Those generals defending the city, the scholars and warriors in the court, each was no simple character.


said Bailuo. "If you say so, sister, and I still fail, I would have no face to ask you to return."


Chapter 277: Come on, let's hurt each other! (Seeking monthly pass)_5