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After all, an eighteen-year-old Grandmaster-in-waiting, if revealed, would undoubtedly cause an uproar across the entire world.

Being a bit stronger is a genius, but being a whole galaxy stronger is not a genius, but a monstrosity.

Fortunately, Milton Cheney had no intention of revealing the true level of his Realm.

However, not to mention a Grandmaster-in-waiting, even the Grandmasters of this world seemed far too weak in Milton Cheney’s eyes.

The Martial Arts Grandmasters of this world were roughly equivalent to Level 2 Wizards in the Wizard Realm, or perhaps even slightly inferior.

This was also the reason behind Milton Cheney’s helplessness.

Because this world simply couldn’t offer him any help.

……

Time slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, another fifty years had gone by.

Now, it had been exactly sixty-eight years since Milton Cheney had reincarnated into this world.

Of those sixty-eight years, he had spent eight years deciphering the mystery of the womb.

But from the time he broke free from the womb’s mystery at the age of eight, sixty years had now passed.

Milton Cheney had no intention of forcibly ending this Reincarnation Simulation.

After all, although this world was small and weak,

once the Reincarnation Simulation had begun, unless it was a situation of utter necessity, Milton Cheney wouldn’t voluntarily give up any simulation.

Milton Cheney was not a man in a hurry for quick success.

Consider this Reincarnation Simulation as a journey; sometimes, it’s rather nice to relax a bit.

But obviously, this world would not let Milton Cheney relax any longer.

Clearwater Province, southern quadrant of the military district.

In a large courtyard, Milton Cheney stood with his hands behind his back, dressed in military attire.

Behind him stood a middle-aged man in military uniform, reporting various matters.

Fifty years had passed, and Milton Cheney’s status had undergone tremendous changes.

Now, he was the Chief Defender of the southern four provinces of Clearwater, Clearstream, Clearriver, and Clearsea.

In the military hierarchy, his rank was that of a General.

It could be said that in terms of power, he had reached the pinnacle of the entire Peak-Ocean Federation.

The reason Milton Cheney had risen so quickly was both because of the way he treated people and commanded respect, but even more so because of his strength.

After his graduation from the Martial Arts University, he had displayed a hint of his strength and smoothly entered the military system, starting at the rank of Major.

After so many years,

Milton Cheney gradually revealed his strength, slowly and steadily.

In the military, he naturally rose through the ranks, seldom making enemies.

The number of people close to him was a hundred times greater than those who viewed him as an enemy.

Now, the strength he displayed openly made him one of the rare thirty-seven Great Grandmasters in the Peak-Ocean Federation.

That is, a martial artist of the Eighth Grade in this world.

Of course, his true strength was far beyond that.

At present, Milton Cheney’s true strength might be considered that of a Ninth Grade Martial Artist?

Milton Cheney himself wasn’t sure, as the highest Realm achieved in this world thus far was only that of a Ninth Grade Martial Saint.

In fact, whether it was a Ninth Grade Martial Saint or a Ninth Grade martial artist, in Milton Cheney’s eyes, they were still very weak.

A Ninth Grade martial artist was roughly equivalent to a Third Stage Bloodline Wizard.

And at this moment, Milton Cheney’s Realm, if calculated, was already comparable to an ordinary Third Stage Wizard Immortal.

The ascent in status allowed Milton Cheney to more easily uncover the secrets of this world.

Now, there were hardly any secrets left in this world to Milton Cheney, as at his level, no information was kept from him.

But the now-knowledgeable Milton Cheney still retained a hint of doubt in his heart.

Because this world was truly just an ordinary world of Martial Arts.

There was nothing special about it, even the places that seemed suspect held nothing out of the ordinary.

The Path of Cultivation in this world’s Martial Arts also bore no peculiar aspects.

Even the person who established the Path of Cultivation in this world, Milton Cheney had met him a few times and found nothing abnormal.

At most, he could be considered a true genius, but as for the rest, in Milton Cheney’s eyes, it was just that.

After all, when one’s perspective changes, the way they perceive all things changes as well.

“After consolidating the data, the total number is three hundred and twenty-four. Even after interrogation, General Andrew Wright had no leads.”

“The final verdict is that they hold no value, recorded as merely ordinary people deeply brainwashed.”

After finishing the report, the middle-aged man stood in place, awaiting Milton Cheney’s instructions.

“Doomsday Cult?”

“In a time of peace, how could such an evil cult suddenly emerge and attract so many followers?”

“And they dare to use such a bold name, even promoting the end times within the Peak-Ocean Federation?”

“Have you determined whether the Doomsday Cult exists only within the southern four provinces, or have they cropped up throughout the entire Peak-Ocean Federation?”

Milton Cheney slightly furrowed his brow after listening to all the reports and began to speak.

Such trifles normally wouldn’t need to be individually reported to him.

But since Andrew Wright had specifically instructed to have it reported, it indicated that this was no longer a simple case of cult propagation.

“It has appeared throughout the Federation, with the North Seven Provinces being the most rampant.”

“The development of this cult is extremely strange; it’s as if it appeared out of nowhere.”

“Even when deploying the Eye of Heaven to investigate, no trace has been found.”

The middle-aged man continued speaking.

This was very troubling.

In an era of peace, a doomsday cult had suddenly emerged and even managed to win over so many people within the Federation; there had to be something fishy going on.

No one is a fool; who in their right mind would believe in such an idiotic theory of impending doom?

Even fools might not believe it.

There must definitely be Martial Artists behind this, fanning the flames.

And even within the Federation, some upper echelons are covering for it.

Otherwise, how could a cult appear out of nowhere and already be in a state of expansion the moment it emerged?

Milton Cheney’s gaze grew intense as a few thoughts flashed through his mind.

The next moment, he spoke, “Where are those people? Take me to see them.”

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man quickly nodded his head.

……

A short while later, at a certain location within the South Four Military Region.

“General!”

The soldier guarding the place saluted respectfully and spoke before letting him pass.

As he moved deeper, an ordinary medium-sized building was situated there.

Milton Cheney dismissed the middle-aged man and walked into the building alone.

Going further in, he saw a series of small rooms without door numbers.

Cheney’s expression remained unchanged as he pushed open the door of one of the tiny rooms.

Inside, he saw a middle-aged man frowning in deep thought.

“Andrew Wright.”

Hearing Milton Cheney’s voice, Andrew Wright regained his composure and spoke with respect, “General Cheney, you’ve arrived.”

“Tell me, what’s the situation with this Doomsday Cult?”

Milton Cheney nodded and prompted him to speak.

This Andrew Wright was talented, his consciousness naturally several times stronger than others.

Although he wasn’t the top genius in Martial Arts, he was nevertheless the right-hand man to Milton Cheney in this world.

“This cult, I don’t know how, but it just suddenly popped up.”

“In just three short days, over three hundred people were arrested in Clearwater Province alone, and there are even more who weren’t caught.”

“These are all Ordinary People, but for some reason, they have an unwavering faith in this cult.”

“Every conceivable method has been tried, and even I have personally taken action, yet these people still remain half-human, half-ghost.”

Andrew Wright spoke somewhat helplessly.

He was in charge of the police stations in four provinces, and these past few days had been exceedingly hectic for him.

“There’s no news from above, so it shouldn’t be too serious.”

“First, take me to see them.”

“Alright, I’ll personally take you to see.”

Andrew Wright said, then exited the room.

Milton Cheney also took a step forward.

A moment later, the two stopped in front of a transparent floor-to-ceiling glass panel.

Inside the glass, a young man was strapped to a chair.

The young man’s eyes were laced with a dense network of bloodshot veins, his expression was fierce, but his gaze held an odd sense of calm.

He didn’t struggle but merely sat quietly in the chair.

It was as if he wasn’t a person, but rather a beast.

“This is one of the cult leaders, although he has no Martial Arts cultivation and weak qi and blood, he possesses a strange strength.”

Upon hearing this, Milton Cheney nodded indifferently.

Nobody saw the flash of surprise in his eyes.

It was as if he had seen something that wasn’t supposed to be there.

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