When two mirrors were placed together, reflecting one another, they created an endless Mirror Image Corridor. This was the essence of the many "pseudo-infinite spaces."
Time was much the same.
A single perspective and two perspectives, one timeline running alone and two running together, produced entirely different pressures and consequences.
As a dispatcher stationed outside the action, he could only provide essential guidance. He absolutely could not intervene as deeply as Ji Jue did.
That was a temp worker's job. Only a temp worker who stood outside established law could correct its loopholes and gaps from the outside.
If he got involved, internal causes and external influences would only become more deeply entangled. The complexity of the time loop would increase exponentially, creating endless cycles.
Then even a simple matter might get repeated over and over, nested loop upon nested loop upon nested loop, until the endless repetition produced something as bizarre as Predestination.
The number of unresolved time fragments would also shoot up uncontrollably. With a few more deadlocked loops, never mind Border Purgatory as it was now—even a hundred Border Purgatory Layers wouldn't have the capacity to withstand that!
Ji Jue gave him a sidelong look. "Why does that sound like an excuse for you to slack off?"
"Of course, we can't rule out the possibility that I'm getting old and don't have the energy." The dispatcher's smile remained unchanged. "It depends which one you want to believe."
Believe you, my ass!
Ji Jue slapped his thigh, brushed the dust off himself, and swaggered out of the elevator, heading straight for the Central Dispatch Center.
With practiced ease, he barged into the CEO's office, lifted the CEO out of the office chair and onto the desk, then took the CEO's seat himself.
He even rubbed the CEO's canine