After I, a programmer, kicked the bucket, I somehow got bound to a “Cannon Fodder Comeback System.”
The System said: [Your mission is to win over the obsessive male lead with love and move the vicious female supporting character with kindness!]
I gave it a one-star review right back: [The logic is a mess. Recommend scrapping this and starting over.]
In a CEO romance, I refused to be a substitute and switched careers to become an AI trainer, treating the president as a data sample to refine.
In an apocalypse story, I refused to play the self-sacrificing saint. I used code to build a survival fortress, and even the villain begged to work with me.
The System shrieked as it crashed: [Host is dismantling the world’s underlying code!]
I calmly tapped away at my imaginary keyboard: [Relax. I’m just patching a few bugs in your program.]
Then one day, the familiar error window popped up in the Main God’s realm:
“Error 404: Main God program not responding. Force quit?”
