When the system forced me to sacrifice my daughter in exchange for divine power, the only addict in the universe knelt in front of the bed and said three words that changed everything:
"I refuse."
From then on, I became "the number one bad debt in the universe".
In this world that relies on the three addictions of "love, achievement, and life", I started reverse harvesting:
I drained the school bully's "emotional addiction" and made him kneel down and confess that he just wanted to go home and eat;
I inject "negative value" into the God of War, allowing him to write philosophical poems where his combat power is zero;
I shorted the "addiction bonds" issued by the gods, causing the belief in the gods to collapse overnight.
And my daughter Li Xiaoman is a "loophole" that cannot be parsed by the system, and is also the last firewall of the God-killing code.
She always pulls me back to the world when I am about to lose myself in absolute sobriety:
"Dad, your current 'sobriety' is just as painful as their previous 'addiction'."
From live-streaming the trial of the gods to establishing an enclave of sane people, I finally understood:
The real power is not to become a new god, but to retain the clumsy humanity that can make origami airplanes for his daughter.
Because remembering "I am Xiaoman's father" is more important than remembering "I am God".
