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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.

point

I want to go back

spoke softly. As he spoke, he rubbed

eat something bad last

Milton replied.

between eating something bad and

I won’t go either. I will go

you go ahead. The

Donald hesitated for a moment but finally nodded. “Alright, I’ll help you complete your

saying goodbye to Donald, raggedly-dressed Milton returned to his

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 decent place to

tried to run the Meditation Routes

the Breathing Technique

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

arts be

Milton’s eyes sparkled.

Milton began practicing the

“Boom!”

his body had

So soon?

arts was a little

How much time passed?

Or

“First Grade Martial Artist!”

astonishing, faster

A few moments later.

“Boom!”

Grade

Ninth Grade Martial Arts Technique

advancement was so

know, his body was very thin

to

Second Grade Martial Artist with little effort,

is everyone in this world practicing martial arts at

had been a beggar, thus was quite unfamiliar with this

transcenders in his memory, but Milton was

passed, and two years

in a black robe, already exceeding a

before would probably

course, this didn’t