A strange doomsday in the eyes of others: indescribable, crazy value, and desperate survival. The weird doomsday in Gu Xiu's eyes: texture errors, infinite logic loops, and memory overflows.
When the red-clothed ghost screamed for his life in the elevator, Gu Xiu pushed up his glasses with a look of disgust on his face: "Stop screaming, the audio file is seriously damaged, and your hair is worn through the mold." He opened [Developer Vision] with his backhand, selected the target, right-clicked - Delete.
When the indescribable ancient god came to the city, Gu Xiu looked at the sky full of tentacles and calmly opened the background: "The model is too poorly made, and because there is no collision volume, the judgment is invalid." With a backhand [cut/paste], the ancient god's "physical immunity" entry was replaced with "flammable and explosive".
There are no Taoist priests or exorcists here. There is only a former architect from a major factory who is accompanied by an unlucky assistant and a swordsman with secondary disease, chasing weird bug fixes all over the world.
"This is not a supernatural event at all, this is just a serious server accident." "Get out of the way, I'm going to start refactoring the code."
