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Chapter 491: Chapter 274 “No Retreat” and “The 2nd Million Years” (Seeking Subscriptions)_1
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A full million years had passed, and Milton Cheney had just involuntarily left the state of complete mental emptiness.
In Milton Cheney’s speculation, this could hardly be a coincidence.
On the contrary, Milton Cheney believed that this might also be a fundamental rule within the Crimson World.
That is, demons entering the state of complete mental emptiness could at most maintain it for a million years at a time.
And after these million years, to re-enter that state of complete mental emptiness, one would need to wait.
As for how long this waiting time would be, Milton Cheney still had no knowledge.
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After all, whether it was the memories within his legacy or his memories in this world, there were no relevant records.
However, the emergence of this situation seemed quite normal to Milton Cheney.
The previous Milton Cheney had indeed found it a bit odd.
The method of cultivation in this world was just too different from what he had originally imagined.
Natural growth is normal, but natural growth and evolution without any cost, even for the Abyssal Demon Tribe, seemed somewhat abnormal.
After all, this preferential treatment was just too great.
Nevertheless, even so, Milton Cheney didn’t think too much about it.
After all, he believed that the naturally nurtured Abyssal Demon Tribe might be the fated tribe within the Abyss, for which such privileges were quite normal.
But now the situation was different, Milton Cheney had been a demon for far too long.
Therefore, he knew that the Demon Tribe was definitely not some so-called fated tribe.
This couldn’t help but give rise to some new thoughts in Milton Cheney’s mind.
Initially, he suspected it might be a bottleneck.
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That’s right, although every time he reached the critical point for his demonic body’s transformation, he could complete the transformation,
Milton Cheney believed that not every transformation could be completed perfectly.
In the future, he might also face various bottlenecks.
Perhaps he might even fail during a transformation.
Although Milton Cheney didn’t have these memories, he could speculate about them.
But these were just speculations from Milton Cheney, and whether they reflected reality was unclear to him.
But now, having experienced this non-coincidental, involuntary departure from the state of complete emptiness, Milton Cheney was certain of one thing.
That is, the evolution of demons was at least not unimpeded.
This was actually good news.
Sometimes, perfection is not a good thing; having flaws could make Milton Cheney feel more at ease.
The reason Milton Cheney had previously thought about these issues was quite simple.
It was because if every demon could enter the state of total emptiness without restriction,
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then theoretically, within a very short period of mental clarity, a demon’s body could evolve to a very high Realm.
And to put it more extremely, with only seven instances of mental clarity, one could directly become a level seven demon.
That might sound exaggerated, but if one could enter the state of total emptiness without restriction, such a scenario might indeed be possible.
The premise being that the evolution of demons would not encounter any bottlenecks or obstacles.
Just thinking about it seemed unlikely, after all, if that were the case, the number of Advanced Demons in the Crimson World would definitely be a terrifying figure.
Therefore, Milton Cheney had long been prepared for obstacles to emerge.
After this unexpected event, there were no other thoughts in Milton Cheney’s mind.
After all, he didn’t have any lofty goals at the moment; his only goal was to become a level four demon in this World.
Becoming a level four demon was not an impossible feat for Milton Cheney at this time.
Thus, even with this occurrence, he was merely surprised.
As for negative emotions, Milton Cheney had none whatsoever.
This involuntary departure from the state of total emptiness indicated that the path of a demon’s evolution also had some flaws.
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This flaw didn’t seem very significant.
Because Milton Cheney didn’t believe he would never be able to re-enter the state of complete emptiness again, it was just that he could not do so currently.
It was like a skill cooldown in a game, and Milton Cheney was now in the cooldown period of the ability.
“What I can do now is just continue to wait,” he mused to himself.
“I just hope that this cooldown period isn’t too long.”
Milton Cheney spoke to himself.
Continuing to wait was the only thing that Milton Cheney could do at present.
After all, within the current Order Seventeen, everything was still calm.
Although it had been a million years since the last World Order War, there was still no sign of a new one starting.
This meant that for the foreseeable future, Milton Cheney wouldn’t be affected by anything.
Apart from the World Order War which would summon Milton Cheney and other low-level demons, at other times he was free to spend his own time as he wished.
Previously, Milton Cheney’s plan for this period was to continue his Cultivation in the state of complete emptiness.
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But now, clearly, that was no longer an option.
However, even in reality, Milton Cheney’s demonic body would continue to transform.
It’s just that time would have some impact on him now.
Although the impact was very subtle, it was still an influence.
Moreover, in reality, time passed very slowly.
Fortunately, patience was something Milton Cheney possessed; as long as the time was within a hundred thousand years, he could wait.