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

Bailuo found that Fusang was quite impressive. She had actually read his mind: "Now I will announce the game rules."


"From now on, you have about 10 minutes left, because in 10 minutes, the moon above your heads will fall."


Bailuo: "During these 10 minutes, if you can leave even a tiny scratch on the two of them, you will win."


"If you win, you will be able to save this world. That is my reward to you."


Bailuo snapped his fingers, causing the image of the moon getting incessantly closer to hang above everyone's heads, "It seems I don't need to give you any punishment."


Without giving the remaining eight people a moment to react, as soon as Bailuo's words finished, Yue Gui directly let go.


The girl Lian Jun trembled, and only saw that within the palm of Yue Gui, a pale blue phantom was being extracted from Lian Jun's body—it was her soul. Without it, she might as well be dead.


Chapter 413: Adding Some Difficulties for You (Seeking Monthly Votes)