[Traveling through the weird world of cultivating immortals, others are cultivating me to debug?
My name is Mo Fan, a game tester, but I have passed through this sect with twisted rules. While others were meditating to gain enlightenment, a system prompt flashed before my eyes: [Warning! Meme pollution! Sanity value -10! Master's face trembled as he preached, but in my eyes, he was a high-risk source of pollution.
While my fellow students were crazy about the ancient secret method, I relied on the internal beta system to silently get stuck in the map bug of the forbidden area in the back mountain. When the entire sect cheered for the Ascension Ceremony, my task list was updated: [Ultimate goal: fix this crashed server.
Now, the ascension ceremony starts, and the gods all over the sky cast their gazes. I hid in the core of the formation and pressed the only command in my heart - /format.
"Congratulations, you have obtained the qualification to apply for the 'World Administrator' permission...
