Peter Brown hadn't continued into the Land of the Sanctuary, however, he had already mastered the method of entry.
As long as the energy was sufficient, Peter Brown could enter at any time.
Sitting cross-legged with his eyes open, Peter also had some speculations that the reason he remained conscious even when entering might be due to the many types of seeds he had integrated.
Regardless of the situation, he had truly stepped into the rank of Saint Competition.
Without worrying about the inside situation, it was better to seek more integration opportunities.
Perhaps the situations inside and the External World were similar; business was a type of fusion in officialdom, and what if it involved politics?
Peter Brown suddenly became somewhat confused.
Forget it, focus on handling current affairs for now.
He clearly felt as if his entire body had gone through a thorough cleansing, emanating a foul smell.
