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

Uncle actually had no choice, he simply felt that at this time they had to give it a try, "Yatun now has twelve pages of miracles, the Initial Sprout Holy Pouch is an object, not counted, the Dragon of Miracles can't act, also not counted."


"Iotina is our trump card, can't be used lightly."


Hearing this, Bailuo was stunned for a moment, not understanding how Iotina had become the trump card.


"The rest are Pegasus, Fairy, Xiao Bai, Feiya, Lyon, the Lu Wei family, and the Female Emperor."


Uncle said, "With so many people, won't you try, Xiao Luo? Are you willing?"


Not mentioning whether it can be successful, but to let them try together against Ali, the miracle that can't be conquered, how could Bailuo say no?


"Uncle, I always feel like you know how to defeat her."


Bailuo's trust in him was a good thing, but mythologizing him out of the blue like this, Uncle couldn't help but cry and laugh.


Chapter 292 Old Lover (Ask for Monthly Votes)