The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 328: 193 – 【Return】and 【True Body Simulation End】_2

This thought emerged in Milton Cheney’s mind.

Because he had not returned to the Guardian Sea in a millennium, naturally, Milton Cheney had not entered the Task Space during this period.

So, he was unknowledgeable about the changes in the Task Space that Bane was referring to.

However, if what Bane had said was true.

That tasks could now be freely selected, and there were no mandatory time limits, then this was undoubtedly good news for Milton Cheney.

After all, Milton Cheney wasn’t much interested in the flow of tasks.

He believed that it was more profitable to practice the Meditation Technique through the Meditation Routes at the Wizard Tower than to complete unrewarding tasks.

At least the former could clearly enhance his capabilities, while the latter yielded almost no improvement for Milton Cheney.

After pondering for a while, Milton ceased further thoughts.

Overthinking wouldn’t be as effective as verifying it himself.

The next moment, Milton mobilised his Spiritual Power, a flash of white light and his body disappeared in the pure white sea region.

When Milton reappeared, he was already inside his Wizard Tower.

Even though a millennium had passed, there was not a single change in his Wizard Tower.

What it looked like when he left, was exactly what it looked like now, with no changes at all.

Back in the Wizard Tower, Milton summoned the Book of Truth.

The next moment, the Spiritual Power flowed from his Spiritual Sea and attached itself to the Book of Truth floating before him.

The Book of Truth opened automatically, and in an instant, Milton’s consciousness moved, and it materialized itself in the Task Space.

The moment Milton’s consciousness appeared in the Task Space, it began to examine the Task Space instinctively.

After inspecting it thoroughly, Milton found no difference in the Task Space compared to what it was like over a thousand years ago.

Except for the fact that no light clusters flew straight at him when he entered the Task Space this time, nothing had changed.

When Milton was pondering in his consciousness.

The Task Space changed.

Multiple small light clusters appeared.

However, unlike before, these light clusters calmly hovered in the air with no automatic roaming.

But when Milton’s conscious gaze fell upon the light clusters, snippets of information emerged within his mind.

“What are these?”

Milton digested the new influx of information in his mind.

“Tasks for voluntary selection.”

After processing the information in his mind, Milton understood the Task Space of the Guardian Sea in its current state.

Sure enough, as Bane had said, tasks were no longer compulsively assigned as before.

The light clusters suspended in mid-air within the Task Space indeed did represent each task from the Guardian Sea.

Information regarding these tasks had already surfaced in Milton’s mind.

He could now freely choose from all the missions from the Guardian Sea that a Level 4 Wizard was eligible for.

No longer did he have to accept tasks obligatorily.

Also, there were no imposed time limits for these tasks anymore.

Which meant that Milton was no longer required to accept a task every sixty years.

One could say that Milton could completely refuse undertaking tasks and dedicate millennia to practicing the Meditation Technique in the Wizard Tower.

The next moment, with a flicker of his consciousness, Milton decided against accepting a task and left the Task Space.

The Book of Truth hovering before him receded back into Milton’s Spiritual Sea.

Milton sat in a cross-legged position at the central hub of the Wizard Tower.

Since tasks did not have to be compulsively completed, Milton naturally would not look for trouble.

Practicing the Meditation Technique in the Wizard Tower was beneficial. Besides, he could also harness the Guardian Sea’s substantial Magic Array.

In the thousand years he spent in the Soul Realm, the progress in his Meditation Technique practice was not as expected.

A thousand years there, were in no way comparable to practicing for a mere hundred years in the Guardian Sea’s Wizard Tower.

So now that he was back in the Guardian Sea with an excellent environment available, Milton certainly wouldn’t waste this opportunity.

His survival during this True Body Simulation far exceeded his expectations, every additional year of existence from now was a bonus.

He intended not to waste this extra time, practicing the Meditation Technique was undoubtedly a profitable investment.

After all, progress made in the practice of Meditation Technique within the True Body Simulation would fully transfer into the real world once the simulation ends.

Upon sitting cross-legged, Milton began charting the Meditation Routes to practice the Meditation Technique.

“The rate of Meditation seems faster than before.”

“Is it due to the merging of the Four Guardian Seas, or perhaps the influence of the First Rift?”

After embarking on the practice of the Meditation Technique, Milton realized that the speed at which he traced the Meditation Routes was significantly faster than before.

He was sure about this.

Faster was indeed faster.

Milton Cheney wasn’t sure of the exact reason either.

But it’s very likely that it’s either due to the merger of the Four Guardian Seas, or him being in the First Rift of the Wizard Realm.

Beyond these two reasons, Milton couldn’t think of any others.

Time passed, and four hundred years were gone in an instant.

Milton had left the Soul Realm and returned to the Guardian Sea for four hundred years.

However, Milton had only spent two hundred years in the Guardian Sea.

Because two hundred years ago, he had already left the Guardian Sea and entered the Shadow World.

And his identity was, of course, one of the wizards who had conquered the Shadow World for the Guardian Sea.

Shadow World, Black Island.

Sure enough, although there were no compulsory missions anymore, there wasn’t any less work.

Milton even suspected that the cancellation of compulsory missions was just to involve these members without missions in the conquest of other worlds.

Milton felt this was even worse than compulsory missions.

At least compulsory missions weren’t this dangerous.

Milton cursed inwardly, but his face showed no changes at all, remaining cold and indifferent.

“It’s not my turn, I’ve been there three times in the last two hundred years.”

Milton said lightly.

As his voice fell, the rest of the people standing around him just looked at each other, none of them saying anything.

The atmosphere became silent all of a sudden.

Leaving Black Island and going to the Shadow Realm again was something Milton would never do again.

The last time he went to the Shadow Realm was the third time, he almost lost half his life.

It wasn’t just close, he had indeed lost half his life, as his Life-saving Puppet had already been consumed.

So, it couldn’t be his turn this time, no matter what.

However, if any of the people here went, it would be their fourth time.

The chances of surviving for all of them were the same.

Risking a ninety percent chance of death wasn’t an exaggeration.

But if nobody went and then got expelled from the Guardian Sea, they could not escape death either.

Even Milton now, if his status as a Level 4 White Wizard was wiped out, would perish in a moment due to lifespan exhaustion.

“If none of us want to go, then we all have to go together.”

“Don’t be so downhearted, it’s not a desperate situation.”

The silent atmosphere didn’t last long.

A middle-aged man spoke up a moment later.

You could tell he was trying to create a more relaxed atmosphere, but it had no effect.

Nobody responded or refused when his voice fell.

Even Milton didn’t refuse, since if the four of them went together, his chances of survival would definitely be the highest among them.

After all, besides being a Level 4 White Wizard, he was also a ‘Qi Cultivation Fourth Stage Cultivator’ and a ‘Wizard Demigod’.

“Let’s go then.”

Another person spoke up, his voice laden with fatigue.

Conquering the world was definitely not an easy task for the Guardian Sea, an organization that had never even conquered a Plane before.

In the thousand years that Milton had left the Guardian Sea, at least half of the Level 4 Wizards in the Guardian Sea had died.

Milton couldn’t understand why Mansour, who was already a Level 8 Wizard, would want to do this.

If he truly wanted to conquer the world, why didn’t he take action himself?

Was he trying to train the members of the Guardian Sea to become battle wizards?

Milton didn’t know, after all, it was not easy to guess the thoughts of a Level 8 Wizard.

The next moment, Milton cast away his random thoughts, and a black light enveloped the four of them as they disappeared from the spot.

[True Body Simulation Ends!]

[Realm, techniques, memory preserved!]

Memories of thousands of years became crystal clear in a moment.

Milton slowly opened his eyes.

The last scene in his memory still lingered in his mind and did not dissipate for a long time.

Needless to say, it’s not a pleasant feeling.

ps: Thanks for chase reading, thanks for the monthly ticket~