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

Qin Yue blurted out, but the next second he was glared at fiercely by Qin Yinyu, "Indeed, cheap. It seems the purchasing power of 3,000 copper coins is much stronger than I imagined."


Not to mention anything else, but crafts like these on the street stalls would start at least at 10 yuan on Blue Star in 2022.


Back then, prices were soaring, especially in tourist areas, where they would skyrocket without a second thought.


In comparison, Netherworld Fairyland's prices are really quite conscience-driven.


"Ah, but everyone sells them for this much, so it's not really cheap, right?"


One-Eyed Monk touched his shiny bald head. He was a gentle little demon with no great skills, just a love for carving stones and making handicrafts.


Ye Feng picked out a smooth stone bracelet, a stone bowl, and a life-like carved monkey, then handed them to Qin Yinyu, Qin Yue, and Ye Ling respectively.


"Why are you giving me a bowl? I also want the monkey."


Chapter 284: A Difficult Life (Request for Monthly Votes)