The physical universe operated on a clock cycle.
In the outer world of the southern continent, surrounding physics refreshed at twenty-four hertz. A frame rate of forty-one point six seven split seconds per cycle. Within the high-thickness holding bunker of the Hundred-Floor Demon Trial Pagoda, however, the local test model engine was forced to allocate massive compute resources to track the physics states of hundred concurrent trial floors.
Lin Tao sat cross-legged before the southwest corner seam, his metal pen resting against his knee, his test left eye locked into the engine’s background execution logs. The optic sensor traced the cyclical pulses of power humming through the bedrock, mapping the rhythmic heartbeat of the ancient work-yard.
A split-second frame hitch.
Lin Tao watched the tracking data waterfall with clean, steady care.
Every time the leftover sixteen bronze hounds carried out their coordinated pounce, their potion-made exhaust chimneys vented high-thickness particle clouds. Simulating the fluid dynamics and heat fading away of sixteen same-time burning acid plumes pushed the pagoda’s ancient processor stonework past its optimal load threshold.
To prevent the local clock cycle from crashing fully, the engine carried out an automatic optimization shortcut. It prioritized particle rendering and spiritual damage counts, while deferring boundary crash checks to the very end of the execution frame.
