Moreover, this was a Physique attribute that Milton Cheney could not have cultivated in reality.
Milton Cheney was naturally extremely satisfied.
The Realm of a Level 4 Demon, as his trump card, was more than sufficient.
However, Milton Cheney could perceive these attributes clearly even without looking at them.
He was no longer the man he used to be; the physical manifestation of attributes was not of great help to Milton at this point.
After all, Milton was very clear about his own strength.
Milton's gaze did not linger on the Attribute Bar for too long but moved below it instead.
Where Milton's eyes rested on the Light Screen was precisely the Simulator's Simulation Count section.
[Text Simulation Count:2]
[Would you like to initiate Text Simulation?]
Looking at the two lines of black text in front of him, Milton slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Are two Text Simulation times enough?
