Chapter 374: Chapter 216 âUnexpected Discoveryâ and âFacing Mansour in Realityâ (Subscription Required)_2
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In the first of these two text simulations, Milton Cheney did not choose to enter the River Cavern, instead, he put all his emphasis on practicing the Meditation Technique.
As a result, Mansour seemed to have not paid that much attention to him.
And it wasnât just that.
During the first text simulation, Mansour even personally met with Milton Cheney a year later.
Specifically, to get him to enter the River Cavern to sense the Power of Rules.
Of course, he still refused in the first simulation.
But just because of this factor, Milton Cheneyâs future changed significantly.
The most noticeable change was that he didnât live as long as he did in the previous text simulation.
So, in the second text simulation, Milton Cheney decisively chose to enter the River Cavern to perceive the Rules.
Although the perceptions of these rules were not retained in reality after the simulation ended.
However, during the simulation, Mansour did pay more attention to him.
âWhy did this happen?â
âIf itâs just because my perception of the rules is too shallow, thatâs not entirely the case, after all, Iâve actually experienced the rules perception in the River Cavern once already.â
Milton Cheney pondered in his heart.
This unexpected discovery indeed gave him a strange feeling.
In the first text simulation, the simulated Milton Cheney didnât choose to enter the River Cavern due to the influence of Miltonâs subconscious mind. đđđđđđ˘đđđđłđ˘đŠ.đ đđŞ
After so many text simulations, Milton Cheney was already adept at influencing the simulated him through his subconscious mind.
And the reason why Milton Cheney did this was extremely simple.
That was because the rules perceived in the text simulation couldnât feed back into reality, so there was no need to waste time on this.
But what Milton Cheney didnât expect was that this unintentional act led to such a discovery.
âCould the River Cavern have a function that I donât know about?â
A thought like this suddenly popped into Milton Cheneyâs mind.
After all, he didnât have a deep understanding of the River Cavern.
All his knowledge about the River Cavern actually came from what his Ancestral Master Lan told him.
After all, Milton Cheney couldnât investigate this, and the only source of information he had was what his Ancestral Master had said.
But thinking about it, Milton Cheney felt that something was not right.
Because Lan had no need to hide it from him, and there was no need to deliberately deceive him.
Milton Cheney did not believe that Lan was fooling him, he could discern that much.
But the River Cavernâs function of enhancing Rules Perception was real, beyond doubt, as this was something Milton Cheney had personally experienced during the True Body Simulation.
Could it be possible that Lanâs understanding of the River Cavern is also incomplete?
After all, how and when the River Cavern appeared in the Guardian Sea, probably even Lan is not clear.
Worse still, could the River Cavern be Mansourâs hidden means of controlling someone?
At this thought, Milton Cheney slightly frowned.
Thinking things through from the worst-case scenario was a sort of habit of Miltonâs.
When he thought about a problem, he would never only consider the best-case scenario.
But that didnât seem right either. At least in the True Body Simulation, Milton Cheney didnât feel any adverse effects on his body due to the River Cavern.
Furthermore, the River Cavern represents the Long River of Rules in the Wizard Realm, could Mansour be so powerful as to manipulate the Long River of Rules?
Milton Cheney thought the possibility of that was quite low.
Time slowly passed, and after pondering for a while, Milton Cheney temporarily suppressed these thoughts deep in his heart.
As for why, Milton Cheney could not figure out the precise reason at this time.
He had some ideas, but they were just that, ideas, mere conjectures.
Milton Cheney did not overthink it; after all, there would be plenty of time in the future to uncover all the secrets.
Moreover, with the True Body Simulation, the real Milton Cheney had no plans to enter the River Cavern.
Even if the River Cavern really had some special effects on those who entered, as long as Milton never physically entered the River Cavern, it would be fine.
As for whether entering the River Cavern in a True Body Simulation would affect the real him, Milton Cheney believed it wouldnât.
Because the text simulations had already done the experiment for him.
If it would, Mansourâs attitude wouldnât have changed in the first text simulation just now.
Stopping his ponderings, Milton Cheney started running the Meditation Routes, beginning his cultivation of the Meditation Technique.
If there was a way to completely clear his mind of distractions, then meditation was the best method.
Time slips away, and in a blink of an eye, ten months have passed.
In this nearly year-long span, Milton Cheney has been continuously practicing the Meditation Technique within the Wizard Tower.
For Milton at this time, the period of practicing the Meditation Technique could be a few months, or it could be a few years.
For him, the span of a few months and a few years have approximately become indistinguishable.
Inside the Wizard Tower, Milton, who had been meditating with crossed legs at the array center, ceased the operation of meditation routes.
Milton slowly opened his eyes, and the spiritual power swirling around him was retracted back into his Spiritual Sea.
After ten months, this is the first time Milton has halted his practice of the Meditation Technique.
The reason he stopped this Meditation Technique practice was not something else, but because someone had messaged him.
In the next moment, Miltonâs mind stirred.
The Book of Truth, which had been suspended in his Spiritual Sea, appeared in front of Milton.
After checking the message in the Book of Truth, Milton returned the Book of Truth to his Spiritual Sea.
Milton, who had already experienced once in the Text Simulation, naturally wasnât a stranger to what would happen next.
So, his facial expression did not change at all, he stood up, mobilized his spiritual power, and left the top floor of the Wizard Tower.
When Miltonâs figure reappeared, it was in a space that was not strange to him.
The Rules Space of Lan.
Milton did not survey the environment within the space, but instead directly shifted his gaze onto Lan, who was within the space.
Milton did not speak, waiting for Lan to take the initiative to speak.
âThe conspiracy of the Bloody Sea Realm against the Wizards of the Wizard Continent in the Wizard Realm has been verified as true,â
Lan spoke, his tone containing a hint of surprise.
It seemed that he was also somewhat surprised that what Milton said was indeed going to happen.
Nobody, not even the wizards standing at the top of the Wizard Realm, noticed this before Milton spoke, perhaps this was due to the arrogance of the Grand wizards themselves.
Hearing these words, Milton merely nodded.
Lan paid it no mind, instead continuing, âThe Guardian Lord wishes to see you, perhaps itâs because of this.â
âThe Guardian Lord?â
Hearing this, Milton paused, expressing some uncertainty.
Of course, this was a deliberate display by Milton.
With the memory retained from the Text Simulation, Milton naturally knew that the Guardian Lord wished to see him.
However, he still needed to make a point of displaying this, as anyone would naturally react when hearing that the Guardian Lord wished to see them.
Not showing a hint of reaction would seem unnatural.
Lan didnât find Miltonâs reaction surprising, expressing a slight smile on his face and nodding lightly.
âI understand, Ancestral Master, thank you for the trouble.â
Milton said.
As his words fell, Lan gently waved his hand.
A white light surged in the Rules Space, enveloping Miltonâs body and transported him out of the Rules Space.
Miltonâs consciousness was not affected, he could clearly feel a force enveloping his body, seemingly leading him somewhere.
Time slowly passes until the light brightens before Miltonâs eyes.
The silhouette of a middle-aged man appears before him.
As Milton appeared there, the middle-aged man turned to look at him.
Even though he was prepared, Miltonâs heart tightened as he recognized the middle-aged manâs face.
Mansour.
No matter what had happened in the simulation.
In reality, this was the first time Milton had truly come face to face with Mansour himself.
âFlame rules, very good.â
Mansour started speaking, his voice was quite gentle.
He did not mention the plot of the Bloody Sea Realm, instead, he pointed out the rules that Milton had merged with.
It seemed as if in Mansourâs eyes, the plot of the Bloody Sea Realm did not mean much.
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