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Chapter 462: Chapter 258 “Forced Consciousness Traction” and “The Appearance of the Simulator” (Please Subscribe)_1

The Abyss does not keep track of time, but Milton Cheney could still sense the ceaseless passage of time, albeit indistinctly.

Since the last time he sensed that streak of energy in the Demon Mother River,

Milton had never again encountered a similar situation.

It was as if his initial perception was nothing but an illusion.

However, Milton was certain that it was not an illusion, for he had genuinely felt that energy stream merge into his demonic body.

“The perception from before seems to have indeed been just a chance occurrence,”

he mused to himself within the Demon Mother River.

Milton knew well that time would verify everything.

Despite much time having passed, Milton had not slackened his vigilance in sensing his surroundings; unfortunately, he had not perceived the energy stream a second time.

Now, Milton was fairly certain that what he had felt before was an extremely improbable event,

not even enough to be called a variable.

After all, even though Milton absorbed that faint energy stream last time, his demonic body showed almost no change whatsoever.

If there had been any change, it was only a transient one.

Milton could no longer feel any change in his body.

“So much time has passed, could there really be no new Inherited Memory?”

thoughts surged in Milton’s mind.

Although Milton did not know exactly how much time had passed since he reincarnated into this world,

he could still sense the rough passage of time.

After all, the concept of no timekeeping in the Abyss simply signifies that the flow of time is difficult to perceive,

not that time has truly come to a standstill in the world of the Abyss.

In Milton’s perception, since his reincarnation into the Crimson World, roughly ten thousand years had passed.

Of course, this was just a rough estimate felt by Milton.

The exact amount of time was certainly more than ten thousand years.

During these ten thousand years, Milton had always been wandering through the Demon Mother River since his birth.

Even after so many millennia, Milton’s understanding of the Crimson World was still limited to what he knew right after reincarnating, based on his Inherited Memory.

Milton also wanted to understand more about this world, to learn more about the Abyssal Realm.

But unfortunately, he was not in a position to do so; he simply could not leave the Demon Mother River at this time.

know if he was just

not for lack of wanting to; it was just that he currently had

Milton could do was to continue drifting within the Demon Mother River, in search

other demons did after their birth, but at this point, all he could do

had the

why, after tens of thousands of years in this world, Milton was still

him now was the issue of increasing

Mother River for tens of thousands of years, his demonic body remained

so many millennia, there had been no change

the passage of time, nor

he was no different from when he had just been

was actually Milton’s sole

can lead to a

a hint

yet to

Abyss, it was impossible to have no danger at

considering the size of the Abyss, what would the Demon Tribe

yet, perhaps merely because the moment had yet to

time, and by then,

certainly wanted to enhance the strength of

at this moment, he had

the Wizard Realm, where one must possess the Meditation Technique to become

how talented or gifted,

like someone who aspired to walk

incapable of enhancing his

reincarnation, he had been born within the Demon Mother River,

forcefully end this Reincarnation Simulation, he

certainly not choose to do

have chosen to reincarnate

he had reincarnated into this era, he would not choose to end this Reincarnation Simulation before reaching

made such a choice in his reincarnation simulations

seems I’ll have to keep waiting,”

Milton Cheney mused inwardly.

didn’t progress in the abyss, he could wait

his reincarnation into this world, Milton Cheney found that the passage of time had

included both physical and

time, not a hint of fatigue or anything similar afflicted

different from

a good thing, as it meant Milton Cheney could simulate for a long stretch of time during this simulation, a period that might even surpass the

was

he reincarnated into the True Spirit Realm, which, combined, might span

a lengthy reincarnation simulation had any meaning, Milton Cheney

after several hundred thousand years, he was still the same

were different, then surely it would be

in the future,

in reality, Milton Cheney couldn’t dare to be absolutely certain of

future is an enormous concept, always subject

butterfly effect, altering the entire course of

the more so as he was in the midst of a

Cheney’s first reincarnation into this world, and naturally, he had no way of