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

Yagen, "The use of Twilight comes with consequences. This weapon wasn't found by my Construction Book, and in the end, I really miss you."


The last statement is nonsense, but the first two are obviously more important.


'The use of Twilight comes with consequences.'


"Every time you use Twilight, you pay with your humanity as the price," Yagen said, "it could be memories or certain personality traits, like the desire to protect your people, or your care for someone."


In other words, using Twilight could greatly alter Bailuo's disposition, or even turn him into someone else.


Bailuo hadn't realized Twilight came with such terrifying side effects.


No wonder he felt like he was being influenced by some force ever since he acquired Twilight, "Is this what Twilight wants?"


Chapter 335: The Mentally Challenged Goddess (Seeking Monthly Votes)