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Chapter 228: Chapter 148 “Reincarnation Twice” and “Seeking the Immortal” (Subscription Requested)_3

Inside The Sounds of Sea Pavilion, Milton Cheney was seated cross-legged within the meditation room.

In front of Milton was a light blue transparent light screen, and his face was slightly serious.

[Reincarnation Simulation Count: 1]

[Proceed with Reincarnation Simulation?]

“Yes!”

Milton did not hesitate and directly chose to proceed with the reincarnation simulation.

There was no need to accumulate reincarnation simulations, using them as they became available was Milton’s principle.

The next moment, Milton’s consciousness appeared inside the reincarnation space.

The instant his consciousness surfaced, his gaze immediately rested on the faint yellow light cluster.

A few moments later, Milton’s consciousness gradually merged with the yellow light cluster.

Once again!

Milton refused to believe that he could fail twice in one world.

“Beggar Cheney, what’s wrong with you?”

“I’m fine.”

Milton shook his head subconsciously, then saw the youth waving in front of his eyes.

His consciousness gradually became clear, memories gradually clarified, and his vision gradually brightened.

The confusion in his rebirth had been broken!

Seeing that Milton was fine, Donald Todd breathed a sigh of relief.

“The leader told us to go begging in the Southern District today. I’ve never been to the Southern District, where I heard the rich dwell.”

Donald Todd spoke, a glint of yearning in his eyes.

Milton, having regained all his memories, naturally understood his current predicament.

Am I a beggar?

I am a beggar.

point isn’t

to go back and rest. I feel a

he spoke, he rubbed his

in Donald’s eyes. “Did you eat something bad last night?”

Milton replied.

connection between eating something

I won’t go either. I will go back with

need, you go ahead.

hesitated for a moment but finally nodded. “Alright, I’ll help you

goodbye to Donald, raggedly-dressed Milton returned to his

it a dwelling was a bit of an exaggeration. It was actually a bridgehead under a stone bridge. It was far from dirty. For a beggar, it certainly was a decent place

Meditation Routes of the Meditation Technique,

Technique

a mage, sorcerer, or star-picking master, all failed. Only when he tried practicing

arts be cultivated in

Milton’s eyes sparkled.

Milton began practicing the Ninth Grade

“Boom!”

as if something inside his body had

So soon?

arts was a little beyond

How much time passed?

seconds? Or twenty

“First Grade Martial Artist!”

was quite astonishing, faster than Wesley Yorke’s

A few moments later.

“Boom!”

Grade

Martial Arts Technique due to his

so fast, it felt

know, his body was very thin and he had

Realm, he would undoubtedly belong to the group of people with the poorest talent in

this world, he had become a Second Grade Martial Artist with little

is everyone in this world practicing martial arts at this speed, or was

been a beggar, thus was quite unfamiliar

memory, but Milton was certain that this world

and two years

tall, dressed in a black robe, already exceeding a height of

knew him before would

course, this didn’t include Donald