After I Attained Enlightenment, I Discovered That I Was Just an Npc?

Name: After I Attained Enlightenment, I Discovered That I Was Just an Npc?
Author: Mo Chou, The Lovelorn One

by Mo Chou, The Lovelorn One

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129Kwords13chapters

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Ch. 13 — The Choice Before the Countdown Reaches Zero

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About This Novel

I, Chen Xuan, have practiced hard for thousands of years and finally achieved the path of heaven in this world. The moment he took charge of the world, a line of small words popped up in front of his eyes: Congratulations! The main mission "Climbing to the Top of Heaven" is completed, and the SSS is evaluated. [The script of your life is as follows: adventure on the cliff (time: 19 years old), sacrifice of a beauty (5122 years old, note: plot kill), death of a best friend (6800 years old, role: providing growth materials)...] My magnificent life has been organized into neat data with evaluation labels. I became the "administrator" of this world, watching new players load into my old body. His name is Ling Tian, and he is ignorantly going through the novice tutorial of my "Good-for-nothing Counterattack" from ten thousand years ago. According to the script, he should be beaten, have adventures, and be passionate all the way. But I gave him a hidden hint and asked him to sprinkle a packet of chili powder that was not in the script. Plot, offset from the first button. Errors keep coming: The sword spirit that was supposed to wake up a hundred years later was born early, chasing me and asking: "Who am I? Are my love and hate real?" The "Dead Wife" data that was supposed to be the background board had a top-level encryption protocol locked at its core that even I couldn't crack. And the world itself began to reject us - temples turned into traps, murderous intent lurked in the mountains and forests, and the system's "antivirus program" quietly started. Now, with only the remaining administrator rights, I face the final choice: Is it a script that formats all "errors" and returns the world to perfect operation? Or tear this false way of heaven apart, at the end of the data torrent... Question the eyes that designed everything?