I, Levi, a programmer who died suddenly, woke up in an alien altar.
The blood moon was in the sky, the formation was activated, and I was judged to be an "anomaly from heaven" and was about to be burned by spiritual fire. At the moment of death, I saw through the truth - the flames that burn the sky, the formation that locks the gods, the so-called "way of heaven" that runs the world, are actually lines of huge and ancient code.
So, under the gaze of the gods and demons, I drew a logical NOT gate on the altar with the blood of my fingertips.
The formation was reversed, and the divine fire counterattacked.
Since then, the style of painting in this world of cultivation has changed dramatically:
When the Sword Fairy wields his sword for thousands of miles, my rune rifle has achieved beyond visual range strike.
While the alchemist is hard at work refining elixirs, my automated assembly line is mass-producing special effects mixtures.
When the sect monopolizes the secret method of ascension, the "spiritual network" I built has opened the knowledge to mortals for free.
I single-handedly created the "Silicon-based Federation" across the continent, pushing civilization to the stars and the sea. But on the day of the Conferment Ceremony, I received an error message from the bottom of the world——
[Warning: Unauthorized civilization meme detected. Execution Protocol: Erasure/Assimilation?
I pressed enter and returned to the real computer. On the screen was a million-word manuscript that had just been written.
Neon lights flashed outside the window and traffic flowed.
So, is the civilization I just saved and created with my own hands real history, or is it a... Terrifyingly realistic simulation?
And I, Levi, an ordinary programmer, am launching the highest level of reverse engineering in this world of immortality.
