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A rare magical miracle in the world

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..."

Pale blue knowledge · Oriental
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424 Chs

Chapter 178 The Potion Brought by the Initial Sprout Holy Pouch (Request for Monthly Votes)_3

"Alright, we've allocated almost everything."

Looking at the four baskets in front of them, Fiona felt rather miserable, "Grandfather said we could establish ourselves on Miracle Mainland, but look at us, what are we even doing?"

"Sorting mushrooms?"

"Mushroom-picking little girl, Sheila."

Fiona patted Sheila on the shoulder, "Congratulations, you've got yourself a new title."

"Get lost."

Sheila supported her forehead, really unable to figure out a way to deal with Fiona, the experienced one, "Brother Bai Luo has already begun cultivating magic potions. It will be our peak moment as witches once the first batch matures."

The Initial Sprout Holy Pouch might be a Lowest-Rank Miracle.

But through their research over this period, the witches have been observing the growth of the seeds very carefully.

And the result was delightful.

These seeds were extraordinary, their effects just as Bailuo and the old uncle had imagined.

Far beyond the native crops of Miracle Mainland.