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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 so

you go by yourself, I want to go back and rest. I

he spoke, he

worry appeared in Donald’s eyes. “Did you eat

Milton replied.

eating something

won’t go either. I

need, you go ahead. The gang has

but finally nodded. “Alright, I’ll help you complete

raggedly-dressed Milton returned to his dwelling following

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

Meditation Routes

Technique

when he tried practicing

be cultivated in this

Milton’s eyes sparkled.

began practicing the Ninth

“Boom!”

as if something inside his body had

So soon?

talent in martial arts was a

How much time passed?

Or

“First Grade Martial Artist!”

advancing in martial arts was quite astonishing, faster than Wesley Yorke’s time back in the Martial

A few moments later.

“Boom!”

Grade Martial Artist

stopped practicing the Ninth Grade Martial Arts Technique

speed of advancement was so fast,

must know, his body was very thin and he had

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

he had become a Second Grade Martial Artist with little effort, taking less than the time it took to burn a stick of

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

of this world. He had been a beggar, thus

Milton was certain that this world definitely had a transcendent

and two

point, the ten-year-old Milton stood tall, dressed in a black robe, already exceeding a height of

those who knew him before would probably not recognize him

this didn’t include Donald