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Chapter 455: Chapter 253 “Two Years Later” and “Four Text Simulations” (Subscribe Please)_2

Back in the Wizard Tower, Milton Cheney resumed his position at the center of the array and started practicing the Meditation Technique.

Milton Cheney slowly closed his eyes and entered into the practice of the Meditation Technique.

After he started invoking the routes of the Meditation Technique, Milton Cheney could clearly perceive the changes in his Spiritual Power.

These changes signified the enhancement of Milton Cheney’s Spiritual Power.

However, the enhancement was extremely slow.

For Milton Cheney, the improvement brought about by practicing the Meditation Technique in reality was far lesser compared to retaining realm after practicing the Meditation Technique in simulations.

Of course, Milton Cheney did not have much expectation for the improvements from practicing the Meditation Technique in reality, to begin with.

Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, a year had flown by.

In the Wizard Tower, Milton Cheney slowly opened his eyes.

The operation of the Meditation Technique’s route within him naturally ceased.

A year had gone by, and Milton Cheney had deliberately ended this period of practicing the Meditation Technique.

After all, one year had passed since the last use of the Simulator.

Milton Cheney was not in the habit of accumulating Simulation Count.

A moment later, with an intention forming in his mind,

the familiar light blue transparent light screen once again materialized in front of Milton Cheney.

Milton Cheney’s gaze moved over the light screen and finally settled on the last row, in the Simulation Count column.

[Text Simulation Count: 2]

[Would you like to start the Text Simulation?]

Seeing the prompt that appeared on the panel, Milton Cheney didn’t hesitate and launched this Text Simulation.

“Begin.”

Milton Cheney thought to himself.

The next moment, strands of black text began to appear on the light screen.

Milton Cheney fixated his gaze on the light blue light screen before him, his expression unchanging.

Time slid by, and the characters on the panel became increasingly dense and secretive.

[Simulation Ends, please choose your reward!]

[Retain Realm] or [Retain Technique]

[You may choose to preserve three segments of memory!]

shifted away from the last row of black letters on the

that hovered in front of Milton Cheney on the light blue

“Maintain Realm.”

Cheney

in the Spiritual

Cheney chose to maintain the

Cheney was not far

this stage, if Milton Cheney wanted to continue to advance,

more than

slight fluctuation, the Spiritual Sea returned

formed an intention and chose to retain three years worth of memories from this Text

to keep the memories from ages 1,245,

unfamiliar memories emerged in Milton Cheney’s

moments later, Milton

memories were

slowly opened his eyes and then concealed the light

4 Wizard, the harder it becomes

had gained a much clearer understanding of the advancements

was nearing the limit of

close this small distance would still require a long stretch

which allowed

Cheney perhaps would

since he possessed the Simulator, those concerns

had

or so, I may become a true

was actually a conservative estimate by

might even take

Simulation Times

were also two True Body

for a total of eighteen simulation

were certainly a considerable

retain hundreds of years worth of Spiritual Power from

not amount to much, but collectively, eighteen simulations were quite

Realm in all these simulations,

be Spiritual Power accumulated over at least a few thousand years

power, Cheney estimated he could reach the limit of a Level

from Text Simulations was kept entirely, preserved

of stagnation whatsoever; if there had been any, he

put the matter to

was no point pondering it

best to let

Cheney resumed practicing

Meditation Technique, there wasn’t

were still several decades to go before the first

the real world could pull Cheney’s

ultimately chose to continue practicing the Meditation

slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, another year had gone

Cheney slowly opened

once again

the next moment, the familiar Light Blue