As for what would happen afterward, Milton Cheney had no clear idea.
After all, this was but his third time undergoing a Fate Simulation, having only experienced it twice before.
He knew little about whether there were any patterns to the Fate Simulations and, if so, what those patterns might be.
As time elapsed, Milton Cheney gradually digested some of the important memories he inherited.
A moment later, Milton Cheney opened his eyes and carefully surveyed his surroundings.
A flicker of realization passed through his eyes.
"Indeed, there are commonalities among the three Fate Simulations. The body I inherited this time is still that of a Cultivator on the Transcendence Path."
"Could it be that all the identities I've inherited in the Fate Simulations are Cultivators from the Transcendence Path?"
Milton Cheney muttered to himself.
Having digested a portion of the memories, he had a clear understanding of the identity of the body he inhabited at the moment.
