A rare magical miracle in the world

"What time is it, Uncle?" Bailuo no longer cared about the Electronic Frontier; Uncle's inexplicably bizarre state made him extremely anxious, "It's just a miracle, we don't lack one." Seeking the Electronic Frontier was originally just the icing on the cake, but now Uncle's attitude was like trading a life for a miracle. Bailuo had his own value system, he knew how to pick and choose. "I'm fine, rest assured." Uncle patted Bailuo's hand and smiled, "Don't you trust me?" Trust, Bailuo had always trusted Uncle, not just because of their relationship, but also because of Uncle's consistent wisdom. That sentence 'I have prepared it for you long ago,' had established Uncle's position in Bailuo's heart. He had never been wrong, never letting Bailuo down. Not even once, and this time was no exception. "Alright." Bailuo trusted Uncle, and since he dared to let him go find the Electronic Frontier first, he surely had his reasons. Who could be certain that this wasn't a necessary condition for his recovery? If Bailuo doubted here and missed the most critical link, and instead caused Uncle's death, wouldn't he regret it? "I'm going!" Bailuo nodded and said to Alaya, "Alaya, let's go." "Mm." Alaya hurried to follow Bailuo, heading towards the ruins of the now completely shattered Room of Unforgiveness. According to Uncle's sensing, the heart of the Electronic Frontier was there. If they could destroy it, and then have Alaya become the new Electronic Frontier, he could gain the absolute loyalty of a Superior Miracle. "Girl, you stay." The sister also wanted to go with Bailuo but was stopped by Uncle, "Uncle?" "I have something to tell you." At this moment Bailuo turned his head back; their gazes met, and the sister said, "You go, I will protect everyone here." "Mm." Bailuo nodded again, Uncle and his sister were among the people he trusted the most: "I'll be back soon." Indeed, taking Alaya to seek the Electronic Frontier, Xiao Bai and Ali would also go with him; they were Bailuo's personal guards. Thus, if they encountered any danger here, and if his sister also went, wouldn't they be utterly defenseless? With Uncle's Flood completely overwhelming Sazzag, everyone's elevated realms had also plummeted back down; they now returned to their original levels. "Why?" After Bailuo had left, the sister entered a private Consciousness Space with Uncle, a place just for the two of them, where outsiders would not know their conversation. "What are you asking?" Uncle asked back, and the sister said in a heavy voice, "You're dying, why do this? You clearly can recover, why seek death?" "I have protected Xiao Luo very well." Uncle did not directly answer her question, stating instead, "But, I've protected too well." "Whatever happens, Xiao Luo's first thought is me," Uncle was moved, because Bailuo trusted him so much, relied on him: "Having gained the miracle, I have improved a lot. Things I couldn't do before, that I could only wish for but was powerless to accomplish, now, they are no problem at all." "He handed the problem over to me, and as I pondered over how to solve it, in the end, who was the one who made progress?" The Yatun people were protected by the old uncle, and the Yatun Duchy was also established and developed with the assistance of Bailuo under the old uncle's guidance. Along the way, the old uncle was like a beacon, a wish-granting machine that could do anything. Yet precisely because of this, the old uncle became a mountain blocking Bailuo's path: "I became the obstacle before him." "I had once vowed that in this lifetime, I would protect him and safeguard his journey." "But now, what should I do?" When one day he becomes a high mountain, a mountain named 'Saros,' what should the old uncle do? If he chooses to flatten this mountain, then he should disappear, but if he does not, then it would contradict the oath he made to clear the way for Bailuo. The original old uncle would never have encountered this problem, but he never imagined that Bailuo would receive miracles so quickly, and so many of them, all at once! He was supposed to be a mortal, and mortals die! The nearly sixty-year-old uncle's life is about to come to an end, in a decade or so, he will age and pass away. The old uncle had everything planned out. When the time came, he would take Bailuo to search for the Electronic Frontier, then hand it over to him, and he too would depart at that moment. "I understand." The senior sister was very calm; she saw things more clearly than Bailuo and had long understood the old uncle's intentions. "Thank you." The old uncle didn't know if the woman before him was his daughter or that Queen, but whoever she was, the old uncle was certain that she understood him, and she would never harm Bailuo. The Queen was not Bailuo's enemy, and neither was the senior sister. "It's time." The pages of the Book of Yagen were burning, just like the old uncle's life at this moment, about to run out: "This is very fulfilling." "I want to retain you." The senior sister had always been composed, and the Queen was even a cold and ruthless woman, but facing the old uncle, the senior sister's emotions began to fluctuate: "I know it's wrong, but I also know that if Xiao Luo loses you, he will go mad." And the senior sister had feelings for the old uncle. This father and daughter, who had once been adversaries and wary of each other, had come to see him as a true father today. "Stay, please, let us call it quits!" Senior sister: "Father, you can become the Father of the Nation for Yatun, you can be Xiao Luo's teacher, and even an Emperor makes mistakes. At such times, having someone to correct him, what's wrong with that?" Her voice carried a hint of sobbing as she tried to contain her emotions: "I am very scared, Father." "I fear the Queen will harm Xiao Luo." The senior sister was not as strong as Bailuo imagined. The real reason she could withstand the Queen's pressure was because of the old uncle. Because the senior sister firmly believed that even if one day she truly lost control, the old uncle would defeat her! If she were to kill Xiao Luo, the old uncle would surely kill her first! It was the presence of this Sword of Damocles hanging over her head that allowed the senior sister to sleep soundly; it was what gave her peace of mind. Others feared this sword, but the senior sister saw it as the final means to restrain herself. The senior sister was truly worried that once the old uncle left, she would completely lose control. "I know." The old uncle smiled and reached out his hand to stroke the senior sister's hair: "Do you remember my earliest attitude towards you?"