At midnight that very night, the Panel suddenly rippled.
Zhao Cheng split off a thread of thought and was startled to discover that under the simulation tab, his Simulation Count had changed from -6 to -1.
Ever since he had brought the Hyper-Dimensional Body into reality last time, Zhao Cheng had spent a full day and night afterward perfecting the Grotto-Heaven. Back then, his Simulation Count had gone from -11 to -6.
From this, Zhao Cheng saw something deeper.
The last time he descended into the world a hundred years later, he had only stayed for ten hours. Once the time anchor had been repaired, he had returned straight to the point of origin.
This time, however, things were somewhat different. After the time anchor was repaired, he had forcibly remained in this place. And the current development showed that, on the surface, the Panel's Simulation Count refresh was tied to the time anchor.
This had not gone beyond Zhao Cheng's expectations. He had long known that the simulation's limit on uses was not an intentional setting by the Panel. The Panel itself was merely a manifestation of one of his innate traits. It took the form of a Panel because that was the form easiest for him to comprehend.
The limit of five reflected the need to calm the anchor's turbulence.
At present, his simulation instances also spanned time and space. The effect of force was clearly mutual. At the same time, Zhao Cheng guessed that the true bulk of the simulation's expenditure should lie in the Hyper-Dimensional Body.
Because aside from opening instances normally, he could also use Starfire Descends. That mode of descent had no limit on the number of uses, so long as he had enough Starfire.
Naturally, that mode of descent had nothing to do