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

"How should we go about searching for this miracle?"


The uncle glanced at the senior sister then said to Bailuo, "First, let's gather the people who will search for this miracle. I have a premonition that this won't be simple, and there might be a fierce battle."


Bailuo began to think about who to bring on this mission.


Though he only had a few Children of Miracle under his command, there were quite a number of Miracle People.


"Sherri is my mount, and together we can exert even greater strength."


Miracles can be combined, especially for someone like Bailuo who possesses many miracles. Truly, the more miracles one has, the greater one's strength.


So Sherri must come along, she had become a part of Bailuo's strength.


"The Lu Wei family too," at critical moments, the Ancient Chronicles could become Bailuo's armament, making him even stronger. "They need to go as well."


"Don't forget the people guarding the home."


Chapter 427 Failure is Death (Vote for Monthly Ticket)