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

"So, the future Brother Bai Luo," Miya asked with some delight, "is very strong?"


Bai Luo revealed a bitter smile, "I suppose no one is better than me."


It was such a proud statement, yet when it came out of Bai Luo's mouth, it seemed to carry a self-mocking sarcasm.


"Can you prove that you really are Brother Bai Luo?"


Miya wanted to know if what she saw was real or just her fantasy.


The proof was simple, as long as Bai Luo showed 'wisdom' and 'strength' beyond Miya's understanding, it would prove this wasn't just her imagination.


Bai Luo had no intention of proving anything. He smiled gently, looking tenderly at the girl before him, "Then, can you fulfill a small wish of this imposter?"


"Before you leave, have a talk with me."


Bai Luo sat down and then gestured for Miya to sit beside him, "Just to talk, anything will do. Is that okay?"


Chapter 345: Next Time, Don't Go to the Wrong Place Again (Vote for Monthly Ticket)