The Wizard Path From The Simulator

: : ‘White Tower Organization’ and ‘Golden Origin Token’ (Seeking the first subscription)

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“How is it possible??”

The Golden Origin Token manifested a hue of deep red. No one knew better than Leia herself what this color indicated.

“Tell me exactly what happened today?” This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Leia’s tone was very stern; it was almost like an interrogation.

Lemley hastily nodded and recounted his visit to the White Rose Shop earlier that day in detail.

“So you’re saying the Golden Origin Token reacted this way after you made contact with that store manager? Impossible!”

After listening to Lemley’s words, Leia didn’t hesitate to voice her disbelieve.

However, seeing Lemley’s red face full of conviction, Leia couldn’t help but consider the possibility that it might indeed be true.

“Tell me the events of today again in detail. Don’t leave a single thing out!”

A silent atmosphere dominated the room. Lemley didn’t interrupt Leia’s thoughts.

“A Level 2 Wizard Apprentice carrying a treasure with a Level 3 Wizard’s power? How is that possible?”

Leia was constrained by the firm belief that it was impossible to the point of questioning if there might be a mistake with the Golden Origin Token.

However, the aggressive red light emitting from the Golden Origin Token in her hand was unmistakable. The harsh reality was hard to deny.

The store manager, allegedly a Level 2 Wizard Apprentice, must have indeed held a significant secret.

This secret might even have been big enough to change the power structure on the continent.

Could she really have stumbled upon such earth-shattering information?

This felt unreal! It was a red Golden Origin Token, a color that had not appeared for a thousand years, and whose existence had been up to this point, the stuff of legends!

Now the golden token was in her hands, but everything still felt incredibly surreal.

“Are you sure he didn’t notice anything unusual about you?”

Leia, having regained her composure, inquired.

Lemley just nodded in response.

“I’m positive he detected nothing unusual about me. Our interaction was completely congenial.”

Upon hearing this, Leia nodded. A serious look painted her face.

“Regardless, bring him to me within three days!”

Putting a pause here, Leia spoke again:

“Never mind. I will handle this personally. Do not disclose this information to anyone. I will report this to higher management.”

[Simulation ends, please choose your reward!] [Retain Realm] or [Retain Technique]

“Retain Realm!”

Milton Cheney made his decision, and instantly, his Spiritual Sea expanded a bit more.

However, Milton didn’t show any signs of joy. His face was instead fixated in deep thought.

Milton massaged his face, a series of troubling thoughts running through his mind.

“This is a real problem!”

His previous simulations had the same scenario of him taking over the shop in Curved Corner City, but nothing like this had ever happened.

Why did the problem arise when he actually took over the shop?

Perhaps he failed to account for every possible detail in reality, unlike in the simulations, and that resulted in the current situation.

He came to Curved Corner City to ensure his secret remained untouched, but ironically, he might as well have stayed in the school.

Turns out that there exists a method that could detect his bloodline seed, just like those people in the simulations acting like mad dogs.

In two simulations, the first time, Milton was deemed as the Continent’s wanted fugitive and got caught and tortured to death by a wizard.

The second time his simulation went slightly better. He infiltrated the enemy’s inside lines and while it was indeed unpleasing, he survived.

“The White Tower Organization is indeed a cancer that has existed for thousands of years!”

Milton rubbed his temples.

For the first time, he felt the limitations of his Simulation Count.

Given ten more simulations right now, he was sure he would find a perfect path to success.

But he had no more Simulation Counts left now, any misstep could lead him to an abyss.

With no simulations left to correct his errors, he had only himself to depend on.

Several thoughts raced in Miltons mind.

Should he escape from the Curved Corner City?

If he did, there was a high chance that the White Tower Organization would spread the news across the continent. He wouldn’t even have a chance to run.

But if he managed to become a Level 2 Wizard within two years, all of his problems would be naturally resolved.

This was his first idea.

If in simulations, he couldn’t escape, it doesn’t mean that he couldn’t do so in reality.

If he managed to advance to a Level 2 Wizard within two years by executing 20 simulations, then his problem would be naturally solved.

But the question is, would two years be enough?

If there were no extenuating circumstances, perhaps he would have had a chance.

But the reality was that his secret had already been found out. Even in simulations, he could barely survive a few years before getting caught.

ft?venty or so simulations might not even give him the progress that he usually gained from just ten simulations.

Should he attack preemptively?

In the second simulation, he had indeed joined the White Tower Organization and knew about a few of their bases in Curved Corner City.

But the problem was that he was alone now, and he only had one life.

If he does try to attack, while he may be able to kill a few lackeys, this will hardly make any difference to the overall situation.

Although the White Tower Organization is not an overt Wizard Organization on the Wizard Continent, they were definitely not weak.

The three members of the board within the organization were all Level 1 Wizards. Milton was no match for them.

Even one of them was too much for him to handle.

Or should he join the White Tower and surrender his bloodline seed in exchange for a chance to survive?