Time slowly passed.
Milton Cheney had no idea how long it had been.
It felt like a long time, yet it seemed to be but a moment.
When his consciousness returned, the familiar scene of the Transcendence Path once again appeared before him.
A light blue light curtain floated in front of his eyes.
Everything appeared to be unchanged.
Milton Cheney's eyes were slightly closed.
Listening to the mechanical voice of the Simulator echoing in his mind.
[Fate Simulation has ended, the 10th fate line has been converged.]
[A portion of the Inherited Memory from the Fate Simulation is awarded to the host.]
The voice of the Simulator gradually faded.
Inherited Memory began to surface.
For Milton Cheney, these memories surfacing in his mind were unfamiliar.
Perhaps they had not been unfamiliar once.
"Not bad,"
Milton Cheney murmured to himself.
The amount of memory retained after the simulation was substantial.
It was a great help to Milton Cheney.
