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

"You said there's a first method, so there's more than one," Ying Muyao, "What are the other methods?"


Uncle, "Actually, there are only two. But I really do not want to use the second one."


"After all, this is our affair," Uncle, "The matters of adults should not be shouldered by children."


Uncle did not specify what the second method was, but Teacher Sister and the Empress of the East understood his meaning—it was a situation Bailuo absolutely did not wish to happen.


"Remember, do not expose your true attitude."


Uncle was very meticulous, "Twilight is not very intelligent; although evil, it is more like a child, clueless, acting entirely on instinct."


Twilight did not understand Bailuo, so it might inadvertently do something that Bailuo could not accept, thereby truly awakening him.


Seize the moment, strike in an instant, and separate Bailuo from Twilight.


Chapter 329: Arrogant Twilight (Seeking Monthly Votes)