Don't Panic: I Will Live Broadcast to Repair This Collapsed World.

As a corrector of all realms, Su Mu has only one goal - to clear the dungeon quickly and then retire. The world starts with an S-level collapse. The whole city kneels down to worship a sacred fire that is about to go out. The believers are trembling, the guards are bleeding, and the atmosphere of doomsday is full. Su Mu took a sip of milk tea, walked over and twisted it. Click. It's bright. Live broadcast room: What the hell? Is this good? ? The guard knelt down and begged him to stay, and he threw a bottle of mineral water over him. The guard cried bitterly on the spot: The source of life given by God! This is the world of brain-filling - any unexplainable behavior will be automatically upgraded to the highest miracle. The problem is that Su Mu has no intention of pretending to be a god at all. He just wants to fix the biggest bug and submit a report before getting off work. As a result, half a million viewers quit. Open the whole picture! I crowdfund the computing power! The tower of the anchor is the darkest, so there must be something wrong with it! Okay, the sponsor's father has spoken. Su Mu put on his data glasses and walked towards the tower - the code in the tower looked familiar. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.