I traveled through time and became a handyman of the Demon Sect, bound to three mutually destructive systems.
Sign-in system: "Host, please find a safe place to stay and survive the enemy to death!"
Chat group system: "Hurry up and get the boss to join the group and win!"
Simulator system: "Choose me! Immediately deduce the future and risk your life for opportunities!"
I chose the simulator, and the deduction showed that if I signed in on the spot, I would die, and if I ran to the back mountain, I would die.
In despair, a pop-up window popped up in the chat group: "@, fellow Taoist, help me!"
A ray of sword light shattered the demon sect, and the boss replied instantly: "Don't panic, friends, the sword is coming!"
The three systems suddenly warned at the same time: "Abnormal data flow detected... Host, who are you?"
