The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 133: Chapter 115 “Saving People from the River of

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Milton Cheney was scribbling on a piece of paper.

“No good, there are too many crucial factors missing in order to advance the Meditation Technique to a Level 1 Wizard’s Level.”

In the next moment, Milton’s Spiritual Power surged, and the ink on the paper gradually disappeared.

Despite having many of the original body’s memories about the Meditation Technique, relying solely on these memories for further deductions simply isn’t enough.

The gap between a Level 3 Wizard Apprentice and a Level 1 Wizard is just too enormous.

Even the current limit of the Level 3 Wizard Apprentice’s Meditation Technique is something multiple generations of people have spent their entire lives deducing.

In order to further advance the Meditation Technique, the first problem to solve is the ‘force’ through which the Meditation Technique absorbs Spiritual Power.

Between a Level 3 Wizard Apprentice and a Level 1 Wizard lies a thick barrier.

To break this barrier and rapidly expand the Spiritual Sea to the extent of a Level 1 Wizard in an instant is incredibly difficult.

In the past, when Milton practiced the Meditation Technique in reality, he always thought this was normal, and the Meditation Technique should be like this.

But now, when he is studying the Meditation Technique himself, he realizes that the Meditation Techniques practiced by everyone in the Wizard Realm outside the Trials have all been deduced by the predecessors.

“It’s just a pity that Mansour is still too young. He can’t help me at this moment.”

Milton murmured to himself.

He isn’t sure whether Mansour was involved in the deductions of the Meditation Technique in the real history or not.

But a future Level 7 Wizard would definitely not be an ordinary person.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, five years had gone by.

Milton sat cross-legged on a small bed in his Laboratory, closing his eyes. Beside him was Mansour, who looked rather nervous.

Over the course of five years, Mansour had matured quite a bit compared to before, but he still looked like a teenager.

At this moment, there was a hint of worry in Mansour’s eyes as he looked at Milton.

Any slight miscalculation in the deductions of the Meditation Technique could potentially lead to the shattering of the Spiritual Sea.

Milton, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

Exhaling a turbid breath, Milton shook his head.

It was still no good. Milton modified several Meditation Routes of the Meditation Technique, but there was no improvement in the speed and limit of practicing the Meditation Technique.

Everything was still the same as before.

However, lucky enough, even though there was no improvement, no accidents occurred either.

One could only say that Milton’s research these five years had been completely fruitless.

Continuing down this path would only lead to more disappointment, especially since he was heading in the wrong direction.

This one mistake had wasted five years.

Milton’s current body was already seventy years old; he has at most eighty more years to continue his deductive work.

“Mentor, was it still unsuccessful?”

Mansour, seeing that Milton’s face hadn’t changed, asked somewhat relieved. As long as Milton was fine, everything else would work out.

Milton nodded.

“Mansour, how is your practice with the Meditation Technique?”

“Mentor, I have already reached the limit of an Intermediate Level Wizard, just a little bit more and I will become an Advanced Level Wizard.’

Mansour replied.

In five years, he had progressed from an individual who had never made contact with the Meditation Technique to the limit of a Level 2 Wizard Apprentice.

Furthermore, he had achieved this solely through the Meditation Technique, without any reliance on Magic Potions.

Such talent – truly befitting of a future Level 7 Wizard.

“Hmm, strive to become an Advanced Level Wizard as soon as possible.”

Milton said.

Mansour was undoubtedly progressing quickly.

However, Milton had noticed an issue during these five years.

The future steward of the largest White Wizard Organization in the Wizard Realm had no talent in the research of the Meditation Technique whatsoever.

It wasn’t accurate to say that he had no talent in researching the Meditation Technique, rather, he had no talent in learning in general.

If asked to practice the Meditation Technique in a regular manner, Mansour progressed very quickly.

However, whenever Milton attempted to impart his understanding and research on the Meditation Technique to Mansour, it was as if Mansour was listening to a foreign language, completely unable to understand.

Even though the rest of his students could comprehend the most basic and simplest instructions, Mansour alone could not.

Milton wasn’t sure if the historical Mansour also lacked this kind of talent.

But after pondering, Milton thought it unlikely.

Considering that Mansour could become a Level 7 Wizard and the steward of the largest White Wizard Organization in the Wizard Realm, it was unlikely that he couldn’t understand some simple knowledge when he was young. White Wizards, as a group, couldn’t become White Wizards without talent.

So there was only one possibility left. “Limitation of the Trial World, huh?”

Milton murmured to himself.

This Trial World was a test for him from the Guardian Sea.

And his student Mansour was essentially the “cheat” of this Trial World.

If Milton could pass the trial by just tagging along, then the Guardian Sea’s trial would be really worthless.

So, it was highly possible that the world had restrictions, preventing him from using Mansour as a cheat.

Milton nodded and asked Mansour to leave first.

He then overturned his deductions and research from the past five years and began a new line of research in another direction.

In a flash, ten years had passed.

“BOOM!!”

An intense Spiritual Power burst forth from Milton’s Spiritual Sea, sweeping across his surroundings.

The Spiritual Power affected the reality, stirring up a fierce wind.

Time passed, and this Spiritual Power gradually subsided.

A hint of surprise flashed across Milton’s face.

It’s done!

However, the next moment, his brows knitted together once again..

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