Xing Yan traveled through time and became the Bodhi Patriarch, and when he opened his eyes, he was about to follow the original plot.
The system threatened him: [Teach Sun Wukong within three days, if not, it will be formatted.
Xingyan smiled.
In his previous life, he was a top programmer specializing in system vulnerabilities.
The ancient world in front of him was just lines of code in his eyes.
So——
He wrote a back door for the Golden Cudgel, and the monkey knocked out the Nantianmen 404 with one stroke.
He planted a Trojan horse in the Jade Pure Vase, and when Guanyin sprinkled water, a window popped up saying "Please recharge your faith points."
He changed the Wuzhishan encryption algorithm into a recursive infinite loop. As soon as Tathagata raised his hand, Wuzhishan collapsed on its own.
When Heaven could no longer bear it and rained down the ultimate anti-virus divine thunder——
Xingyan did not dodge and took out a line of fluorescent code:
if(Tiandao==SB){printf("You are broken");}
The whole prehistoric period is stuck.
[Warning: Unknown permissions detected...]
[The core protocol of Tiandao is being rewritten...]
[Format countdown: 10, 9, 8——]
Xingyan pressed enter.
"This season of Journey to the West," he looked at the world that was beginning to collapse, "I wrote the script myself."
