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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.

starting point isn’t

go by yourself, I want to go back and rest. I feel a

he spoke, he

appeared in Donald’s eyes. “Did you eat something bad

Milton replied.

connection between eating something

go either. I will go back

ahead. The

finally nodded. “Alright, I’ll help you complete your tasks as

goodbye to Donald, raggedly-dressed Milton returned to his dwelling following

a bridgehead under a stone bridge. It was far from

to run the Meditation Routes of the

the Breathing Technique yielded

he

arts be

Milton’s eyes sparkled.

moment, Milton began practicing the Ninth Grade Martial

“Boom!”

felt as if something inside his body had shattered,

So soon?

talent in martial arts was a little

How much time passed?

seconds? Or twenty

“First Grade Martial Artist!”

quite astonishing, faster than Wesley

A few moments later.

“Boom!”

Second Grade Martial Artist

Ninth Grade Martial

so fast, it felt unreal to

was very thin and he had not

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

Second Grade Martial Artist with little effort, taking less than the time

in this world practicing martial arts at this speed,

of this world. He had been a

Milton was certain that this

and

dressed in a black robe, already exceeding a height of 1.8

those who knew him before would probably

this didn’t