The Abyss does not keep track of ti, but Milton Cheney could still sense the ceaseless passage of ti, albeit indistinctly.
Since the last ti he sensed that streak of energy in the Demon Mother River,
Milton had never again encountered a similar situation.
It was as if his initial perception was nothing but an illusion.
However, Milton was certain that it was not an illusion, for he had genuinely felt that energy stream rge into his demonic body.
“The perception from before seems to have indeed been just a chance occurrence,”
he mused to himself within the Demon Mother River.
Milton knew well that ti would verify everything.
Despite much ti having passed, Milton had not slackened his vigilance in sensing his surroundings; unfortunately, he had not perceived the energy stream a second ti.
Now, Milton was fairly certain that what he had felt before was an extrely improbable event,
not even enough to be called a variable.
After all, even though Milton absorbed that faint energy stream last ti, his demonic body showed almost no change whatsoever.
If there had been any change, it was only a transient one.
Milton could no longer feel any change in his body.
“So much ti has passed, could there really be no new Inherited mory?”
thoughts surged in Milton’s mind.
Although Milton did not know exactly how much ti had passed since he reincarnated into this world,
he could still sense the rough passage of ti.
After all, the concept of no tikeeping in the Abyss simply signifies that the flow of ti is difficult to perceive,
not that ti has truly co to a standstill in the world of the Abyss.
In Milton’s perception, since his reincarnation into the Crimson World, roughly ten thousand years had passed.
Of course, this was just a rough estimate felt by Milton.
The exact amount of ti was certainly more than ten thousand years.
During these ten thousand years, Milton had always been wandering through the Demon Mother River since his birth.
Even after so many millennia, Milton’s understanding of the Crimson World was still limited to what he knew right after reincarnating, based on his Inherited mory.
Milton also wanted to understand more about this world, to learn more about the Abyssal Realm.
But unfortunately, he was not in a position to do so; he simply could not leave the Demon Mother River at this ti.
Even now, Milton did not know if he was just moving in circles in the sa place.
Being unable to leave the Demon Mother River was not for lack of wanting to; it was just that he currently had no ans of leaving.
For now, all Milton could do was to continue drifting within the Demon Mother River, in search of even the slightest variable.
He did not know what other demons did after their birth, but at this point, all he could do was exactly that.
Moreover, compared to other newly born demons, Milton had the advantage of mories from his forr life.
This was why, after tens of thousands of years in this world, Milton was still not too worried.
What truly concerned him now was the issue of increasing his strength.
Although he had been wandering the Demon Mother River for tens of thousands of years, his demonic body remained fragile.
After all, even after so many millennia, there had been no change whatsoever in Milton’s own strength.
He had not beco stronger with the passage of ti, nor had he grown weaker.
Beyond his mories, he was no different from when he had just been born.
This was actually Milton’s sole concern.
Sotis, one’s vulnerability can lead to a sense of insecurity.
And Milton felt a hint of this.
After all, even though he had yet to encounter danger, anything was possible.
In the Abyss, it was impossible to have no danger at all.
If that were the case, considering the size of the Abyss, what would the Demon Tribe beco?
Milton hadn’t encountered danger yet, perhaps rely because the mont had yet to arise.
Eventually, there would co a ti, and by then, thinking about these issues might be too late.
Milton certainly wanted to enhance the strength of his demonic body.
But at this mont, he had no ans to do so.
It is like in the Wizard Realm, where one must possess the ditation Technique to beco a wizard.
Without it, no matter how talented or gifted, one could not beco a wizard.
Milton might not know his aptitude now, but he was like soone who aspired to walk the Wizard Path without the ditation Technique,
completely incapable of enhancing his strength.
Moreover, since his reincarnation, he had been born within the Demon Mother River, and now he could not leave it.
Of course, if Milton wanted to forcefully end this Reincarnation Simulation, he could choose to end it imdiately.
But he would certainly not choose to do so.
If he were to do that, Milton wouldn’t have chosen to reincarnate in this world through the Reincarnation Simulation in the first place.
After all, since he had reincarnated into this era, he would not choose to end this Reincarnation Simulation before reaching his lifespan’s limit.
Even Milton Cheney had never made such a choice in his reincarnation simulations before.
“It seems I’ll have to keep waiting,” he said to himself.
Milton Cheney mused inwardly.
Since ti didn’t progress in the abyss, he could wait as long as necessary.
After all, since his reincarnation into this world, Milton Cheney found that the passage of ti had almost no effect on him.
This impact included both physical and psychological aspects.
After all this ti, not a hint of fatigue or anything similar afflicted Milton Cheney.
Right now, his state of mind was no different from the mont he had first reincarnated into this world.
This was definitely a good thing, as it ant Milton Cheney could simulate for a long stretch of ti during this simulation, a period that might even surpass the length of his previous longest reincarnation simulation.
Of course, that was only a possibility.
After all, Milton Cheney’s longest simulation was the ti he reincarnated into the True Spirit Realm, which, combined, might span several hundred thousand years.
But whether such a lengthy reincarnation simulation had any aning, Milton Cheney did not know.
If, after several hundred thousand years, he was still the sa as now, then it would be aningless.
But if things were different, then surely it would be significant.
As for what might happen in the future, Milton Cheney did not know.
Even in reality, Milton Cheney couldn’t dare to be absolutely certain of what the future might hold.
After all, the future is an enormous concept, always subject to change.
A small occurrence might trigger a butterfly effect, altering the entire course of the future.
And all the more so as he was in the midst of a reincarnation simulation.
This was Milton Cheney’s first reincarnation into this world, and naturally, he had no way of knowing what might happen in the future.
Thus, he must let everything take its natural course, uncertain whether the future would remain unchanged or present unexpected variables.
The unknown future was also the reason Milton Cheney would not actively end this reincarnation simulation.
After all, perhaps with just a little more ti, an unexpected variable might erge.
Though the abyss didn’t track ti, ti still flowed unhurriedly yet ceaselessly.
Within the Demon Mother River, Milton Cheney’s demon body andered slowly through its currents.
Milton Cheney habitually checked his surroundings from ti to ti, a habit he had cultivated over many simulations.
Unfortunately, even after such a long ti, Milton Cheney still had no significant findings.
Suddenly, a thought struck Milton Cheney.
In that instant, even the composed Milton Cheney was taken aback.
It wasn’t because he sensed any change in his environnt.
Rather, it was because in that mont, a familiar chanical voice of the Simulator resonated in his mind.
It should be noted that he was in the midst of a reincarnation simulation.
Occurrences of the Simulator’s voice during a reincarnation simulation were exceedingly rare.
[Host consciousness is being forcefully attracted.]
[There is a high probability that mories will be affected by the consciousness attraction, and a shield against it has been automatically enabled.]
These two chanized voices echoed deep within Milton Cheney’s consciousness.
He could hear them clearly.
He knew it couldn’t be an illusion.
After all, he was far too familiar with this voice, and it would be impossible for any other entity to mimic the voice of the Simulator.
“My consciousness is being forcefully attracted?” he mused.
“Could this be the Outer Domain Visitor ntioned by the Zero Realm Master?” he wondered aloud the next mont.
By now, if Milton Cheney failed to understand what had just taken place, then all of his previous simulation counts would have been in vain.
The hint from the Simulator very likely ant that his consciousness was being forcefully attracted by an entity from another realm at that very mont.
However, because of the Simulator, the attraction was shielded the instant it happened.
Actually, it wasn’t even at the mont of attraction, because apart from hearing those two chanized voices in his mind, Milton Cheney felt nothing else.
This clearly indicated that the Simulator had shielded him before his consciousness could be attracted.
As for why shield this attraction, it was clearly to protect his mories from any influence.
After all, all mories from a reincarnation simulation would be retained and brought back to reality when the simulation ended.
Nonetheless, the sudden appearance of the Simulator’s voice in his mind was beyond Milton Cheney’s expectations.
After all, in all his past reincarnation simulations, such situations occurred very rarely.
In his mory, there had been only two reincarnation simulations when the Simulator had provided such prompts.
The next mont, Milton Cheney collected his thoughts and refrained from further contemplation.
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