A rare magical miracle in the world

Chapter 8: Initial Sprout Holy Pouch (Vote for Recommendation)

Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Initial Sprout Holy Pouch (Vote for Recommendation)

"You have already found it, and obtained it, now it's time to think about how to use it."

"How to use it?"

Bailuo noticed that the countdown on the Black Leather Book had disappeared, replaced by a new line of text followed by a second one.

"Perhaps you should think about the delicious food you've eaten before, maybe there will be some surprises."

"The delicious food I've eaten before? Surprises?"

Bailuo knew that this must be the Black Leather Book hinting at how to use the pouch.

Just like how it had helped him find the pouch and helped him contract the pouch before.

Yes, contract the pouch.

Just now, Bailuo felt the connection between himself and the pouch.

Bailuo knew subconsciously that the pouch belonged to him, and no one else could use it or take it away from him.

Even if Bailuo discarded the pouch, with just a thought, it would return to his hand.

Even if it was destroyed, Bailuo could reshape it at his side at any time.

This information was feedback from the pouch after Bailuo contracted it, something every Master of Miracles would inevitably receive.

"Is this what a miracle is?"

"I, so now I've found a miracle too?"

Bailuo's current state was a bit odd; he felt he should be more excited.

But because the acquisition process was too simple, it left him feeling a lack of reality as if it was all a dream.

It was as if he had activated a cheat code. Bailuo didn't just get lucky and happen to say 'I'm hungry' to the pouch, which then activated.

He simply followed the prompt from the Black Leather Book, then analyzed and thought about it a little.

"Anyway, finding a miracle is the right thing to do."

The method isn't important; the result is what matters.

Guided by the Black Leather Book, Bailuo found the miracle, his first, no, his second Miracle Object!

It's just that the Black Leather Book was too strange.

Although the pouch gave Bailuo a lot of information, the Black Leather Book showed no ripple of change.

"Forget it, let's think about this Miracle Object first."

The Black Leather Book was mysterious, and Bailuo couldn't understand it; his primary task now was to explore the functions of the pouch first.

"Perhaps you should think about the delicious food you've eaten before, maybe there will be some surprises."

"Hmm..."

Looking at this hint, Bailuo stroked his chin and mused, "The delicious food I've eaten before, what does that mean? Could it be that if I think of a food, the pouch will produce that food?"

The opening of the pouch wasn't large, but perhaps like Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket, it could ignore the size of the food and just pull it out.

After all, it is a miracle, anything is possible.

"Forget it, let's just give it a try."

Bailuo, hailing from Blue Star, had naturally eaten many things, and his mental inventory of supplies was so rich that, without boasting of surpassing everyone in this world, it was certainly much more than the People of Yatun had.

"I want to eat, want to eat..."

After thinking for a while, Bailuo, who had a bit of decision paralysis, finally bit the bullet and said, "I want to eat roast chicken, give me a golden crispy-skinned chicken."

"......"

However, the pouch remained motionless. Bailuo tried reaching inside and turning it upside down, still nothing.

"Could it be that my way of wishing is wrong?"

Bailuo opened the pouch and spoke toward it, "I'm hungry, I want to eat roast chicken."

Still no movement.

"This..."

The previous expectation for the miraculous object was now joined by a bit of helplessness.

If you can do it, why not just say it directly, instead of making it like a guessing game, causing aggravation?

"Is this what's called playing coy after taking advantage?"

Bailuo inwardly scolded himself a few words. The Black Leather Book's ability to find miracles was already quite remarkable.

"Forget it, I'll solve the riddle, I'll figure it out."

Afterward, Bailuo tried several more times, thinking of various delicious dishes he had eaten in his past life, but all attempts failed.

"There's no reason for this, why is it happening?"

Bailuo continued to ponder and focused on the earliest phrase that appeared, "Gold is a bountiful harvest, silver is diligence. This sounds like it has something to do with farming."

Once this thought crossed his mind, Bailuo looked at the pouch again and realized that the things the pouch could pour out must not be roasted chickens, given its small size.

"Could it be that this pouch can pour out some kind of grains?"

"But I also thought of some vegetables earlier, didn't I?"

"Could it be too complicated?"

Some dishes might have too many ingredients, more than one, causing the pouch to fail to understand his intentions.

Just like eight-treasure porridge, which contains so many things.

"Let's give it a try."

In his mind, Bailuo focused only on the aroma of steamed white rice, then he said to the pouch, "I'm hungry, I want to eat white rice."

"Hmm?"

No sooner had he spoken than Bailuo felt the pouch in his hand get a bit heavier, "It got heavier!"

"Rustle, rustle..."

Almost subconsciously, Bailuo turned the pouch upside down and saw rice grains pour out like a small waterfall from the pouch.

"Eh? There's more? It can still pour out?"

The rice flowed continuously, and Bailuo just held it there.

Soon, the fallen rice had piled up into a small hill, knee-high, in front of him.

"Is there more? Is it over?"

Bailuo tried to pour out more, but it seemed like the rice grains in the pouch had been exhausted, and no matter how he shook it downwards, no more grains came out.

"This thing is so interesting, what's the principle behind it?"

Bailuo looked at the small hill of brownish-yellow rice grains beside him. They weren't white rice, but paddy rice that hadn't been husked yet.

Bailuo roughly estimated that these rice grains, if husked, could yield about 70 kilograms of rice.

That is to say, the pouch had previously poured out about 100 kilograms of rice grains.

The measurement units in the Iron Eagle Kingdom were very complicated and not standardized. Yatun, with the support of his uncle, adopted Bailuo's suggested reform and used grams, jin, and kilograms for measurements.

"Is it that only 100 kilograms of a certain type of grain can be poured out, or is it a total of 100 kilograms that can be poured out?"

Bailuo continued to experiment, but no matter what kind of crops he thought of, the pouch could not pour out anything more, "It seems that only a total of 100 kilograms can be poured out."

"That's bad, I shouldn't have poured out rice."

70 kilograms of rice was a miscalculation for Bailuo because the ratio of paddy rice to white rice is roughly 10:7, meaning about thirty percent turns into rice bran.

Rice bran can be eaten, but it's usually used to feed horses and livestock.

"I should have poured out 100 kilograms of mung beans, soybeans, or red beans; that would've been a real 100 kilograms of food."

Bailuo immediately thought about the value of the pouch and realized its ability could at least solve the People of Yatun's current problem with food and warmth.

A person needs about half a jin of grain a day, along with other meats and fruits.

As for meat, the People of Yatun weren't too short on that front.

Hunting in the mountains, 80 people could be self-sufficient, and they had vegetables too.

The main issue was staple foods like rice that could fill one's belly, the starchy foods that provide humans with carbohydrates were too scarce.

But now, with a daily supply of 100 kilograms of grains, Bailuo could support not just 80 people, but 400.

"Hmm?"

Bailuo's attention returned to the Black Leather Book.

At some point, the text on the Black Leather Book had disappeared, replaced by something that resembled a list of attributes.

Initial Holy Pouch

Contract: Bailuo Yatun

Level: Least Tier

Category: Miracle Object

Faction: Divine Twilight

Ability One: Imagine a crop that you have eaten before, and you can pour out the seeds of that crop and fruits no larger than the size of a thumb, but only a maximum of 100 kilograms per day.

Contract Method: Find it and say to the mouth of the pouch, 'I'm hungry.'

Usage: Think of the food in your mind, turn the pouch upside down, and you can pour out the seeds and fruits.