Concealing his thoughts.
Milton Cheney was well aware of his next step.
That was to initiate a new Text Simulation.
The next moment, Milton's gaze returned to the Light Screen.
The remaining Text Simulation Times for Milton were not many, but also were not few.
At least there were enough for him to initiate nine simulations.
These simulations would allow him to make remarkable progress.
Choosing to start the simulation, Milton would not hesitate, because that was precisely what he intended to do.
The next moment, his thoughts subtly shifted.
His gaze settled once again on the Light Screen in front of him, where new prompts in black letters emerged.
[Text Simulation Times: 45]
[Would you like to initiate Text Simulation?]
He still had forty-five simulation times left.
But Milton never cared about these.
After all, once the Simulation Count was depleted, he could simply accumulate new ones.
In reality, he never lacked Lifespan.
