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.”