[Scientific Cultivation] [System] [Transmigration]
Lin Fan, a professional programmer, works himself to death from overtime. His soul transmigrates to a cultivation world, where he becomes a menial disciple of the Qinglan Sect. Bound to the "Scientific Cultivation System," he uses a programmer's mindset to understand how cultivation techniques work and applies his chemistry knowledge to analyze pills (nearly blowing up the furnace). He brings his "scientific" methods to a wider world, uses mathematical principles to crack simple magic arrays, and builds a "spiritual energy reactor." Lin Fan feels his eyelids weigh a thousand pounds.
On the computer screen, the code looks like a swarm of twisted tadpoles, writhing in a blur. At three in the morning, the office is silent except for the air conditioner's low hum and his own heavy heartbeat, or rather, the throbbing of the blood vessel in his temple, on the verge of bursting.
"Almost... almost done..." he murmurs, his fingers mechanically tapping the keyboard as he tries to tame one last stubborn bug. His coffee cup has long been empty, a layer of dark brown sludge settled at the bottom. After seventy-two straight hours of frantic overtime, his thoughts have grown sluggish and muddled. The screen before him no longer looks like a screen. It seems to have become a whirlpool, ready to suck away the last of his energy.
"If this launch succeeds... Manager Wang said... the bonus..." His thoughts flicker like a faulty light bulb. He can almost smell the enticing ink of the bonus check and see the project manager's face, wearing a rare smile.
