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

Zombies of higher levels are more human-like, and some zombie ladies are even countless times more beautiful than humans, with an even better touch.


Everlasting youth and immortality, along with the power bestowed by the Corpse Bride and status above others.


With so many benefits, you actually speak of 'the life and death of mortals'.


Prejudice, this is racial discrimination!


She didn't kill anyone, she just turned them into her adorable little minions.


Emperor Candidate couldn't stop coughing, he couldn't be unaware of the Corpse Princess's situation, could he? But Corpse Bride, what are you trying to do, expose me? "For specifics, you can refer to the vampires of the Empress's Clan."


The Corpse Bride felt her intelligence insulted, haven't they already said that zombies aren't vampires?


Fengdu couldn't help laughing out loud, only to be met with the Corpse Bride's icy stare: 'Do you want to die?'


Chapter 388: A Friendly Gesture (Requesting Monthly Votes)