System + game alien world + behind-the-scenes flow + invincible flow + plane + dark belly + passion + group portrait + cultivation + apocalyptic crisis + relaxation + ideological transformation + single female protagonist + modern city + overhead + male channel (stacked armor)
The world is digitized, and while others are fighting monsters and upgrading in the apocalypse, I have become an NPC weapons dealer in Novice Village.
Looking at the players who were breaking their heads over hidden tasks and artifacts, I silently turned off the [GM Backstage] in my body.
Publish tasks, modify data, create NPCs... The operating rules of the entire world are written by me.
I guide the goddess, cultivate brothers, and use the entire player group as my pawn to fight against the coming abyss of destruction.
Until one day, the Abyss Demon God tore apart the sky, and players around the world were ravaged.
At the peak of despair, they saw the NPC boss who had been lying flat all the time slowly walking out of his shop.
"Version update announcement: The final BOSS has been played by me personally."
My rules are the only rules in this end of the world.
