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Chapter 195: Chapter 137: “42 Years” and “The Path of the Martial Saint” (Seeking Subscriptions)_3

“Jackson, the Infiltration Project for the subspace was picked up by you personally, and three years have passed already, any progress?” Milton Cheney moved his gaze away and turned to leave.

Wesley Yorke followed him.

After hearing what Milton said, he sighed slightly: “No progress at all.”

There was a reason why this so-called infiltration project was abandoned.

He had tried countless methods over the last few years, but none had yielded any substantial results.

“Should I help you check the subspace?”

“Absolutely not. The subspace is extremely unstable. If it suddenly collapses, even a Ninth Grade Martial Artist might get swamped.”

Wesley was startled by Milton’s words,

Milton was now arguably the most important person in the Federation, it was not worth taking such a risk.

It was only discovered a few years ago that the subspace could collapse. Before that, nobody knew the subspace could even collapse.

That time, the Federal Second Bureau suffered significant losses.

“Time waits for no one! For how long are we supposed to keep up this passive resistance?” , Milton lamented.

It had been more than a decade since the last large-scale invasion from the alternate world, Milton did not know when their total assault would come.

But with the Federation as it currently stands, the chances of withstanding this onslaught were slim.

Most likely less than one in ten.

Of course, if Milton hadn’t come to this world and there was no martial arts technique here,

The chances of victory would drop to zero.

As the saying goes, ‘The Heaven subtracts one from fifty to leave the Great Limit of forty-nine.’

With Martial Arts, this world might not be without any opportunity at all.

“Lets wait a bit more. The Research Institute said that they guarantee they can deduce the Ninth Grade Martial Way Records within twenty years,” Wesley said somewhat helplessly.

The future seemed to be shrouded in darkness, it was uncertain when the light of hope would finally break through this darkness and illuminate the ground.

“The Research Institute?”

Milton Cheney muttered to himself, then shook his head.

It was too hard, without any reference. Even if the Eighth Grade Martial Arts Record were brought into the Wizard Realm, twenty years might not be enough.

no longer had much hope of

world may exhibit massive potential at the end of its lifespan, but it does have its

seemed to have an

year, two years, three

years, twenty

a flash, and before one knew

have regained its

had been cleared, and the subspace creatures were no longer visible except

become the most

people living in this era would find it difficult

their elders, martial arts were

weren’t the

How could that be?

what

like in Milton’s previous life on

ago, technology was not mainstream, mass martial arts practice was, even if there was evidence, few

martial arts practice, was not just a saying in

this era, who

was

money quickly, even to the point of not lacking

the Martial

in the Federation were all

businesses were also all

majority of ‘underachievers’ who graduated from the Martial Arts Academy were at least Second Grade

Third Grade, Fourth Grade, Fifth Grade, and Sixth Grade

Federation was entering

and big businesses looked at your rank as a Martial Artist

see if you were a Martial

world were to go on for another ten thousand years, twenty thousand years,

be valued at all, and the strength of individuals

about where this world’s future was

the invasion of the Alternate World, there’s no point in talking

belong

would be recorded in the history books of this world, occupying

was very clear, he would reincarnate

world was his second, but

City, Federation

who already had gray hair, handed the catalog in his hands to Milton and did not say

man at this time,

catalog, but did

is the

ten years ago that it would be a hundred percent

have passed, I heard you say ‘a hundred percent’ three times, how come you don’t seem confident at all

tone, teasing the

in this world for nearly a hundred years, these experiences were far more important than becoming