The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 184 - 184: 134: “The Pioneer” and “Martial Arts Savior” (Subscription Requested)

Just as Milton Cheney returned to the Fourth Bureau, a young man approached and respectfully called out to him.

“What is it, Samuel? If there’s something on your mind, spit it out.”

Milton spoke, then put the newly organized files into the file bag.

Since becoming the captain of a squadron in the Fourth Bureau, he had many more tasks than before.

“Boss, I heard that the top brass want to send some gunners to the Fourth

DUH eau.

Samuel, who Milton had been addressing, hesitated before speaking. Upon hearing this, Milton frowned slightly and put down the file bag in his hand.

Then he asked, “Who told you this? How come I wasn’t aware of it?”

“Why would they send gunners to the Fourth Bureau? Has the Fifth Bureau given up its duties?”

Samuel detected a trace of sarcasm in these words and his face hesitated slightly as he replied,

“Captain Wade told us. You just returned and might not know it yet, but they have no intention of hiding this news.”

On hearing this, Milton’s expression turned indifferent again.

Are they already starting to implement changes the minute my mentor steps away? Are they really in such a hurry?

Everything is already in a state of upheaval within the entire Federation. Why are they still focusing on these little trivial matters?

The Fourth Bureau, also known as the Special Mission Bureau, mainly comprised of boxing masters and fighters. What were they thinking inserting gunners here?

Are they planning to dismantle the foundation built over several decades?

If there weren’t bigwigs backing this move, Milton would not believe it, especially not if it’s merely the decision of a squadron leader.

“Do all the brothers know about this?”

Milton asked in a soft voice.

Samuel nodded in response.

Milton pondered for a moment. Apart from his mentor, no one else knew he had become a fighter.

After all, the youngest fighter in this world was at least ten years older than Milton.

His affiliation with Carson Dutton’s faction was known to everyone. Clearly, when his mentor left, Milton would have made certain preparations.

However, to implement changes right after he left, this is showing quite aggressive intent!

“Ok, I got it. You all just carry on with your work as usual. I will have a talk with the Director.”

Milton spoke, and then waved his hand to signal that Samuel could leave.

He then reopened the file bag and pulled out a piece of white paper.

There was a portrait of a person on it, along with the person’s name and information written underneath.

[Luke Robinson (believed to be alias)]

[Fighter, Class S Criminal, Wanted by the Federal First Bureau; this individual is aloof and ruthless, responsible for a series of 2.30 murders…]

If anyone had seen the fight Milton had previously been in, they would know.

This man was already dead, killed by Milton himself.

The case was originally closed, but now Milton was planning to use the identity of this man for some particular operations.

Some things were inconvenient for him to do directly, but it would seem completely reasonable for Luke Robinson to do so.

After all, apart from him and his mentor, no one else knew Luke Robinson was dead.

Time flew by and five years passed by in a blink of an eye.

Milton was sitting in an office dealing with some matters, with a beautiful young woman standing behind him.

After a while, having completed all the tasks at hand, Milton put everything aside.

Seeinz this, the woman behind him leaned over and whisDered in his ear: “Director, there is a meeting at Headquarters that requires your presence.”

“Not going, reschedule it.”

Hearing this, the woman nodded, then walked out of the office.

Five years had passed and Milton now looked like a middle-aged man.

Moreover, he had jumped up three ranks in a short span of time: from Platoon Leader to Chief Commander, then to Deputy Director, and finally to Director of the Fourth Bureau this year.

Even his mentor couldn’t take up this position that Milton did in his first ten years after joining the Fourth Bureau.

Even if the position of the Director of the Fourth Bureau wasn’t top-ranking within the Federation, it was certainly no small matter.

Milton was only thirty-four this year.

His rapid ascendancy was primarily due to his enormous contributions that couldn’t be disregarded.

There were many who disapproved of him or didn’t want to see him continue to climb up the ranks.

For instance, those at Headquarters – their small tricks to hinder him had never stopped over the years.

However, even so, Milton still became the Director of the Fourth Bureau.

Because in those five years, he had personally handled far too many major cases, to an outrageous extent.

Of course, merely handling ordinary cases, no matter how many, couldn’t qualify him to become the Director of the Fourth Bureau.

There were some ‘special’ events that were the key reasons for him to skip three ranks in just five years.

“Has the Fighter Path reached its limit?”

Milton murmured to himself, lightly tapping the desk.

His Spiritual Power and Physique can definitely compete with a Level 1 Spirit System Wizard and a Level 1 Bloodline Wizard.

His talent on this Transcendent Path was unimaginably high.

This was the first time Milton truly understood how geniuses cultivated.

The only problem was this path couldn’t establish a spiritual sea. Even if his spiritual power were stronger, it would be of no use.

At best, his resolve would become stronger, his thinking more agile, and he could stay alert the whole day by sleeping only one or two hours.

He practiced the Eight Points Fighting Technique passed down to him by Carson Dutton.

He was now at the limit among the present-day fighters.

One could say that dodging bullets was for Milton like eating or drinking – it took little effort.

Some gunners didn’t even have the courage to shoot when facing him directly.

“The potential of this path cannot possibly stop here. The ‘Immortal Beings’ recorded in the history books of this world are undoubtedly practitioners of fighting techniques. ”

“Only, in the modern era, fighters have gradually declined due to the influence of the times, so most things have been lost in the river of history..”