Milton Cheney was very close to breaking through the first bottleneck.
But after all, he had not yet truly broken through this layer of limitation.
So Milton needed to continue with the simulations, by now having cast aside all distractions in his heart.
The light screen of the Simulator still floated before his eyes.
[Text Simulation Times: 255]
[Would you like to start the Text Simulation?]
Milton's gaze rested on the light screen, not moving in the slightest.
He looked at the remaining two hundred fifty-five Text Simulation Times displayed on the light screen.
He directly chose to start this session of Text Simulation.
"With so many Text Simulation Times, it'll be enough to break through the bottleneck," Milton murmured to himself.
After gathering his thoughts, it was time to truly start the Text Simulation.
"Stack five Text Simulation Times."
"Start the Text Simulation."
Milton's thoughts minutely shifted.
The Text Simulation smoothly commenced.
