Social Death and Rebirth: I Become a God in Two Realms

In the cubicle at three o'clock in the morning, the pale light reflected Liu Mang's gray face. A sudden electric current shot out from the keyboard, and the scarlet code climbed onto the screen like a living thing: "The time and space coordinates are locked, and the flow of life data is about to be interrupted." The moment his fingertips touched Enter, his consciousness was drawn into the whirlpool of the code, and the last glimpse of blue characters flashed in the darkness: "Loading memory anchor? BUG_001". Seven days after his death, he was trapped in the corridor of memory in a ghost state: the incense candles at the funeral were mixed with the smell of copper, the cold light of his wife's diamond ring hid the folds of the insurance policy; the laughter in the tea room was quenched, and the ridicule of "King Juan's sudden death" turned into sharp needles stinging his soul. The rift in the parallel world opened due to the introduction officer's negligence, and the reborn Liu Mang's palms were branded with leaf-like green marks, and the lines were filled with the glimmer of the shuttle between the two worlds. He used his memory to build a "Jianghu" dark network, allowing evil thoughts to drown in the torrent of information, but he was shocked to realize that every time Qinghen flashed, the fate of the two worlds became more entangled. Is the death code a cry for help or a curse? Why do green marks resonate with handwriting on money orders? The truth is looming in the gap between the two worlds, and it is far more bizarre than imagined. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.