Programmer Lin Fan worked through the night and died suddenly, only to wake up in the cultivation world with the [Rat Race System] bound to him!
From then on, the cultivation world was swept up in a frenzy of competition. While others meditated, he managed his sect with KPIs;
while others sought enlightenment, he mass-produced elixirs on a "standardized assembly line."
He'd planned to compete his way to Immortal Emperor and then retire in comfort. But the performance-review storm he'd unleashed had already left the gods trembling in fear across the heavens.
How could this Immortal Emperor be even more obsessed with grinding than the Heavenly Dao?!
