The dizziness from passing through the space-ti rift arrived as expected, but this ti, the unusual feeling Jeming experienced was even clearer.
It wasn’t just a simple "familiarity."
When the team behind him asked questions, when he raised his hand to show Artarius’s orders, when the Sixth Level Wizard from the security forces flew over to question him...
Every mont, the scenes before his eyes seed to perfectly overlay with so fuzzy silhouette in his mind.
He could even "anticipate" the tone of the next words from the other side, the subtle precursors of changes in the surrounding energy flow, and the exact mont the insect tide on the distant horizon was about to start wriggling.
This wasn’t déjà vu; it was mory.
When he saw the two thousand sowhat bewildered support wizards behind him, the thought struck like lightning through the fog.
The cycle had been running many tis; this was another beginning.
And these repetitive, increasingly clear "déjà vu" experiences... were his forr mories!
"Adaptive evolution of the Body Refining Technique..." Jeming imdiately understood sothing in his heart.
Deep within his body, tempered through thousands of trials by the "Body Refining Technique," after resisting physical shocks, energy corrosion, ntal interference, and even the slow-motion force field of ti, so more subtle and profound "adaptability" was awakening.
It no longer rely protected the body; it began anchoring his existence, resisting the holistic reset of the "Jeming" individual by the reversal of ti.
Although he couldn’t fully retain his mories yet, this growing "déjà vu" was evidence in itself.
His consciousness, his soul, were gradually gaining resistance to the law phenonon of "ti loops."
He quickly composed himself and, during the wait for Frost, sank his awareness into his Inner Grotto Heaven.
Four tal plaques stood silently: 1, 2, 3, 4.
The plaque for the number "5" has yet to be made, but behind the first four plaques, the number of record crystals had grown so large that they needed to be stored in separated areas.
Jeming quickly scanned the information recorded on the fourth plaque and the new stack of crystals behind it.
There lay the entirety of the observation data from the last major attack, as well as the overloaded monitoring instrunts he had "rescued" at the last mont.
The information still existed.
Knowledge was still accumulating.
This was the cornerstone of the wizard’s resistance against the loop.
The eting with Frost was efficient to the point of being procedural.
Jeming handed over the key data summary crystal of the fourth cycle, and after a quick review, Frost, without any hesitation, arrived at the sa conclusion as the last cycle.
"Slow down the attack, maintain pressure, extend the research window." Frost’s speech was succinct and powerful, but his gaze fell on Jeming’s face with a deeper inquiry, "Your ’that space’ operates more stably than anticipated. Across three consecutive cycles, the data chain has not broken or beco confused."
"The handiwork of the Grandmaster, naturally stable," Jeming replied without changing his expression.
"Good." Frost nodded, without probing further, and turned to start issuing detailed tactical adjustnt instructions.
The new round of research, with the accumulation of massive data from the previous two cycles, especially the last major attack, finally began to break through scattered observations and move towards more systematic theoretical construction.
The prediction model for "ti ripples" significantly improved in accuracy, and a preliminary frawork was developed for analyzing the correlation between the Reaper Race’s social structure and loop endurance.
However, the calm research routine was disrupted on this day.
Frost personally ca to the core laboratory where Jeming was and waved to set up a soundproof barrier.
"Advisor Jeming," his gaze was calm yet penetrating, "regarding the last cycle’s end, how are the observation instrunts you used then?"
Jeming’s heart stirred slightly, and he replied truthfully, "The instrunts themselves are basically intact. Although they were overclocked before ti reversal, with so components slightly worn and energy circuits fatigued, after maintenance and recharging, they can be used again."
Frost nodded, continuing to ask, "So, what about the blank crystals that recorded the data? The basic materials used to manufacture these instrunts and consumables—for example, the ’Void-Sensing Alloy’ for constructing energy scanning arrays, and the ’Inert Crystal Shell’ for encapsulating the pheromone capture core—are you aware of their sources?"
The questions beca more specific and increasingly targeted.
Jeming faintly guessed the underlying intent but maintained his composure: "Most of the equipnt was manufactured or modified using the strategic material reserves brought by our Wizard Expeditionary Army. A few special materials were synthesized from local resources collected in the occupied areas. Commander, is there an issue?"
Frost observed him for a few seconds before slowly saying, "When the logistics departnt organized the new round of material allocation, they discovered a small but unexplained gap in the inventory data. After tracing and comparing, the missing kinds and quantities of materials coincidentally matched the list of instrunts and consumable materials you reported using and ’urgently recovered’ at the last mont in the previous cycle."
He paused, his tone betraying no emotions, "Originally, after ti reversal, all consud materials should regenerate. But those you collected within the ’recorder’ space... haven’t returned. They have ’disappeared’ from this cycle’s tiline."
As expected.
Jeming imdiately understood.
His Inner Grotto Heaven existed independently of this plane’s ti flow. The items collected within it were effectively cut from the current cycle’s "ti."
When ti reversed, resetting everything, the items within the Grotto Heaven were preserved due to their existence in an independent space-ti.
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