After the Text Simulation ended,
memories both familiar and strange began to surface in Milton Cheney's mind.
The preservation of these memories emerged suddenly,
yet Milton Cheney was prepared for it.
It wouldn't take long for him to assimilate this segment of memory.
In the real world, two incense sticks' worth of time was enough for Milton Cheney to thoroughly digest these memories.
As time slowly passed,
Milton Cheney gradually assimilated all the memories...
The memories were smoothly assimilated, and Milton Cheney reopened his eyes.
"I was not negligent at all in this Text Simulation,"
"So indeed, I've once more reached a bottleneck."
"Moreover, compared to before, it took me even more time to break through this bottleneck this time, even touching upon the next one."
"The speed of Realm speculation is truly getting faster and faster."
"Three more times, that should be enough."
At this moment, Milton Cheney was murmuring to himself,
