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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?”

the window, offering a perfect view of Milton’s shop. Two people were sitting in

something?” The man spoke again, spinning a

“Impossible.”

decisively answered, her gaze

in the shop before, so why has he been

didn’t believe

nab a few people and lure him

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

Leia and didn’t argue once she rejected his idea. He kept spinning the teacup

“Take care.”

and escorted the middle- aged man, who was standing before him, out of the

why the shop owner would personally

only bought a few magic disks. He didn’t think he was

the shoo owner. he didn’t

doubts.

the figure of the middle-aged man leave, Milton turned back

moment he turned, Milton’s spiritual eye swept across the tea house

two Level

Milton murmured to himself.

White Tower’s plan against him had

floor of the tea house in the distance were no strangers to him. He’d killed one and seriously wounded the other in his first

and nightfall was

be leaving

in the shop looked at Milton, who was sitting

“Sure, be careful.”

from his seat when the shop was

there wasn’t much time

his shop, with hardly anyone on the

moment Milton stepped out of his shop, his spiritual eye noticed two shadows also moving in

Milton disappear into a small alley, the

moment, they

would probably

their steps were utterly

Corner City was utterly dark at night, and well-lit scenes