I woke up to find that Lin Xiao, Shatian, and an elven archmage had all been bound to the same newborn world.
Shatian could conjure a coffin borne by nine dragons with a wave of his hand, determined to make the world more imposing.
The elven archmage could make anything he said come true, and was busy assigning KPIs to everything in existence.
And me, a programmer in my previous life, could only tinker with the world's underlying code.
We kept our identities hidden from one another and secretly competed to “outdo each other at creating the world.”
Until the sun Shatian created overheated and expanded because of a bug, while the laws set by the archmage threw the continents into chaos.
With the world on the brink of destruction, the two finally dropped their pretenses and shouted at me in unison:
“Fellow Daoist, what is your Dao? Save the world!”
I silently held up the freshly completed World Bug Fixing Manual and sighed:
“You two ever heard of formatting?”
[A short-tempered programmer creator god VS a chuunibyou CEO VS a perfectionist archmage]
[Who needs to be a god, anyway!]
The intuitive feeling is not bad. Although it is a bit difficult to understand, the plot line is still quite simple. It just has a very strange feeling. The protagonist lives a very useless life but does not seem to be that useless. There is a kind of fragile and strange powerful beauty. This review makes my head sharp.