Thoughts flickered and passed in an instant.
Milton Cheney no longer dwelled on them.
He was close to breaking through the bottleneck, so he had to continue the simulations.
Before truly breaking through the bottleneck,
Milton Cheney would not slacken in the slightest.
Continuing to use the Text Simulation was what he needed to do now.
After casting aside all distractions in his mind, the Simulator's Light Screen floated before his eyes again.
[Text Simulation Times: 25]
[Would you like to start the Text Simulation?]
Milton Cheney's gaze lingered on the Light Screen.
With a slight thought, he chose to start the simulation.
The Text Simulation Times were running low.
Twenty-five Simulation Times were only enough for him to start five Text Simulations.
"I hope there will be greater gains this time."
Milton Cheney mused to himself.
Of course, it was just a hope.
Ultimately, no matter how much he gained, Milton Cheney could accept it.
"Stack five Text Simulation Times."
