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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

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

spoke softly. As he spoke,

you eat something

Milton replied.

eating something

I won’t go either. I will go

ahead. The

moment but finally nodded. “Alright,

raggedly-dressed Milton returned to his dwelling

a dwelling was a 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

run the Meditation Routes

Breathing Technique yielded

mage, sorcerer, or star-picking master, all failed. Only when he tried practicing martial arts, there

be cultivated

Milton’s eyes sparkled.

moment, Milton began practicing

“Boom!”

something inside his body had shattered, Milton looked

So soon?

arts

How much time passed?

Or twenty

“First Grade Martial Artist!”

speed of advancing in martial arts was quite astonishing, faster than Wesley Yorke’s

A few moments later.

“Boom!”

Second Grade

stopped practicing the Ninth Grade Martial

of advancement was so fast, it felt unreal to

very thin and he had

undoubtedly belong to the group

Second Grade Martial Artist with little effort,

practicing

his memory of this world. He had been a beggar,

Milton was certain that this world

and two

in a black robe, already

knew him before would

course, this didn’t