So after this segment of memory emerged, Milton Cheney's expression showed no change whatsoever.
He slowly closed his eyes.
And quietly began to digest this foreign memory.
After a moment, Milton Cheney reopened his eyes.
"This time's gains are clearly not as great as the last, I'm not lacking in the accumulation of the Ninth Order Wizard Immortal Cultivation Path, but breaking through the boundaries of Realms is still not an easy task,"
Milton Cheney murmured to himself.
The Text Simulation had already ended.
He had many gains, but they still fell slightly short compared to the last time.
Even though the time he had experienced in this Text Simulation was not short.
But when time grows long, sometimes time becomes just a number.
For Milton at this moment, ten million years, or even a hundred million, doesn't have that great an impact on the extrapolation of Realms.
