The Wizard Path From The Simulator

Chapter 529: 291 “Observing Destiny” and “The Invisible Trajectories of Fate” (Seeking Subscriptions)_2

Chapter 529: Chapter 291 “Observing Destiny” and “The Invisible Trajectories of Fate” (Seeking Subscriptions)_2

But that is impossible.

For Milton Cheney was very clear that he was real, and so was the Wizard Realm.

The fate of the Wizard Realm was linked to his physical body, and this connection could not be faked.

“I had thought that it was because of the influence of the subconscious that I couldn’t sense my own fate traces within the River of Fate during the Text Simulation, but now it seems that is not the case,”

Milton Cheney mused to himself.

The inability to perceive one’s own fate trajectory within Text Simulation could also be due to a flaw in the influence of the subconscious.

But such a situation would absolutely not occur in True Body Simulation.

After all, there was no difference between True Body Simulation and reality; everything Milton Cheney was doing now was as though he were doing it all within reality itself.

The absence of even a trace of existence in the Wizard Realm made some of Milton Cheney’s previous conjectures begin to waver.

At this moment, Milton Cheney did not question the Simulator.

After all, Milton Cheney was very clear that the Simulator’s level of existence was much higher than that of the Wizard Realm.

Merely the River of Fate of the Wizard Realm could absolutely not affect the True Body Simulation.

In other words, if he were to try sensing his own fate trajectory within the River of Fate in reality, he would similarly be unable to sense it.

“I can definitely sense my own fate trajectory, that’s for certain,”

“Is it just me who can’t perceive my own fate trajectory, or can nobody else perceive it either?”

Milton Cheney mused to himself as he pondered.

As thoughts flashed through his mind, the River of Fate spread out before him gradually disappeared from its ethereal state until it completely vanished within the Void.

If he could sense the fate trajectories of other Level 5 Wizards, then normally other Level 5 Wizards should also be able to sense his fate trajectory.

Even if it was very faint, there should definitely be something.

It wasn’t just Level 5 Wizards.

During Milton Cheney’s recent observation of the River of Fate,

He had even seen the fate trajectories of many Level 6 Wizards and even Level 7 Wizards.

It was merely because Milton Cheney was too weak; even though he could see them, that was all he could do.

He could see the fate trajectories of those Advanced Level Wizards, both the shallow and deep layers, but he could not make them out clearly.

But being able to see meant their existence was confirmed.

As long as one was not a Transcendent, as long as one had not transcended the Wizard Realm, then the fate of the Wizard Realm would always be tied to the existences within it.

Whether it was an Ordinary Person or a Wizard, whether a low-level Wizard or a Level 7 Wizard, it was all the same.

Keep in mind, at this time, Mansour had not yet transcended, which means Mansour’s fate trajectory was also tied to the Wizard Realm.

No matter who Mansour’s previous identity was, no matter where his previous identity came from, in this life he was Mansour.

He was born within the Wizard Realm.

So even if the Wizard Realm’s status was not as high as that within the Abyssal World, Mansour could still not escape the links of fate.

But now, Milton Cheney couldn’t even sense his own traces in this world.

Even he was now filled with doubt and uncertainty.

After all, this implied that he did not exist in this world, but how could that be possible?

Could it be that everything is a lie, that he is currently within a dream?

Milton Cheney shook his head, that was impossible.

The aspect of his situation that brought Milton Cheney some astonishment was simple.

Although he was a transmigrator, he had left his mark upon this world after his transmigration.

Just like Mansour, who could also be considered a rather unique transmigrator.

After arriving in this world, Mansour had left his mark within the River of Fate of the Wizard Realm.

And not to mention anything else,

Let’s talk about Milton Cheney’s current Spiritual Power as a wizard.

Although most of it was cultivated within the simulation, there was also Spiritual Power cultivated within reality.

Therefore, it was a certainty that he had left a trace in reality.

Of course, there might be other reasons.

One being that Milton Cheney might already be dead, meaning the original Vernon had already died.

And after Milton Cheney transmigrated to this world, for some unknown reason, he, the transmigrator, was not detected by the fate of this world.

After all, a dead person does not leave a fate trajectory within the River of Fate.

With millions of years passed since the birth of the Wizard Realm, too many people have died; if every deceased person still carried a fate trajectory within the River of Fate, there probably wouldn’t be enough space to accommodate them all.

Just now, Milton Cheney had also attempted to find the fate trajectory of a dead person within the River of Fate.

It was indeed nonexistent.

“So thinking like this, it means I actually don’t exist in the Wizard Realm now?”

Milton frowned slightly, pondering.

It wasn’t without possibility.

After all, Milton was a transmigrator, while Mansour was more accurately described as a reincarnator.

Mansour was reborn into this world, born within this world itself.

That’s why he was able to leave a trace in the River of Fate.

But Milton was different. He had travelled directly here, directly taking over the body of a person who had died in this world.

Only, once he arrived, this dead body revived with vitality because of him.

So he could only be Milton, not Vernon.

This was substitution, not reincarnation.

The Vernon of this world had long since died, and all that remained was Milton Cheney, utilizing Vernon’s body.

And since dead people cannot exist in the River of Fate, was that why Milton couldn’t find the fate trajectory of this body of his in the River?

After all, this body of his had already died once, its traces already erased by the River of Fate.

And later, since he was using the very same body, was that why he hadn’t been discovered by the World Consciousness of the Wizard Realm, or by the fate of the Wizard Realm?

Is that so?

Milton’s furrowed brow did not relax.

This conjecture seemed highly probable, but Milton always felt it was not that simple.

If it was truly as he speculated, then the other Advanced Level Wizards would definitely be able to detect something unusual about Milton.

Not to mention his Ancestral Master.

He, too, was a Level 5 Wizard.

What would his reaction be if he couldn’t see Milton’s fate trajectory in the River of Fate?

The crease in Milton’s brow eased slightly, as he believed things were definitely not as simple as they appeared.

If his fate trajectory had indeed been erased early on by the River of Fate of the Wizard Realm, then why would he have a tangled fate with the Wizard Realm?

Milton had a clear sense of his entwined fate with the Wizard Realm ever since he was a Level 4 Wizard—it was undeniable.

He didn’t think the fate of the Wizard Realm would tangle with a dead person.

That in itself was a paradox.

After pondering for a moment, Milton still couldn’t figure it out.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t think of any possibilities, but rather that there were too many possibilities to consider.

So many that he wasn’t sure what the reason could be.

The next moment, Milton’s expression became placid.

If he couldn’t figure it out himself, then it was time to verify it with someone else.

Within the Void, Milton’s figure suddenly disappeared.

When he reappeared, Milton was already in a space.

And the structure of this space was familiar to him—it was a Rules Space.

But it wasn’t his own Rules Space.

“Grandmaster Lan.”

Milton spoke softly, his voice lingering in the Rules Space for a long time.

“A Level 5 Wizard! How is that possible?”

An elderly man with white hair almost instantly appeared before Milton, his eyes showing unabashed shock.

As if seeing something he believed impossible.

The previous calmness was already nowhere to be seen.

“Grandmaster Lan, could you please take a look in the River of Fate to see if you can find my fate trajectory?”

Milton got straight to the point.

Concealing his intent was pointless, and Milton had no desire to hide it.

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