After Reincarnating as an NPC, I Rely on My Privileges to Stay Alive

After Becoming an NPC, I Rely on Admin Privileges to Stay Alive

I was a game programmer who worked myself to death. When I woke up, I’d become an NPC in the game I designed.

Looking at the incomplete System panel and the loan-sharking cultivator who was demanding payment, I promptly opened my administrator privileges.

“Check weaknesses: unsteady stance, old injury to the qi sea.”

By sneaking peeks at the players’ guides, I quietly rose to become the sect’s senior disciple.

Until the game company launched a cleanup program, and mechanical flying craft filled the sky, locking on to every awakened NPC.

I raised my administrator key. “Sorry, I’m in charge of this server now.”