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Chapter 88: Chapter 85: ‘White Tower Organization’ and ‘Golden Origin Token’ (Seeking the first subscription)_2

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Impossible.

Even if there’s only a 0.1% chance of survival, as long as there’s a glimmer of hope, Milton Cheney would never make that choice.

“I can only wait now. The more anxious I am, the more I have to calm down.”

Milton murmured to himself.

The two simulations already gave him a bit of an advantage.

Breaking the deadlock isn’t impossible.

Milton was thinking about all the words from the simulations that he had strung together in his mind right now.

For the next few days, there were no incidents while Milton ate and stayed in his shop.

However, Milton knew this was the calm before the storm.

In Curved Corner City, the White Tower won’t dare act recklessly in his shop.

While Milton was staying in his shop these days, folks from the White Tower found no opportunity.

However, opportunities aren’t just found, they can be created.

Milton knew that if he continued to stay in the shop, perhaps the White Tower would use some means to force him to leave.

That’s all there is to it then, he thought. Time to take the offensive.

At least he must have initiative in his hand!

“What’s this kid up to? The White Rose arranged a house for him in the city, why is he constantly staying in the shop?”

spot on the second floor by the window, offering a perfect view of Milton’s shop. Two

do you think the kid has found something?” The man spoke

“Impossible.”

gaze occasionally shifting to Milton’s

in the shop before,

odd, she didn’t believe Milton

few people and lure him

not. We can’t startle the snake in the grass just yet. Moreover, this young man just arrived. It’s not likely he’d make big moves for a few maids.” Leia shook her head to halt

she rejected his idea. He kept spinning the teacup in

“Take care.”

smiled faintly and escorted the middle- aged man,

was somewhat surprised, apparently puzzled why

magic disks. He didn’t think

such resDect bv the

doubts.

middle-aged man leave, Milton turned back to

eye swept across the

Level 3

Milton murmured to himself.

plan against him

in the distance were no strangers to him. He’d killed one and

passed, and nightfall

we’ll be

at Milton, who was sitting inside,

“Sure, be careful.”

from his

wasn’t much time left until

his shop, with hardly anyone

stepped out of his shop, his spiritual eye noticed

small alley,

next moment, they

would probably be

two were moving quickly, their steps were

was utterly dark at night,

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