I, Lu Yan, an Internet operator who only wants to get off work at five o'clock, was forced to inherit my grandmother's "Guardian Spirit of the Household" algorithm and became the acting city god of the seventh neighborhood in Jiangcheng West District.
I fix bugs during the day and manage prayers at night. KPIs are more difficult than ghosts - the God of Wealth algorithm robs me of traffic, the heavenly inspector checks my violations, and believers make all kinds of wishes: the delivery clerk asks not to overtime, the Internet celebrity asks to become famous overnight, and even my transgender neighbor asked me to help her solve the gender bug in the system.
And I am just a social animal god who wants to turn off my phone on time!
Until I discovered that my incense was intercepted, my jurisdiction was about to be shut down, and some people even wanted to package the "right to make a wish" into NFT and cut leeks...
Then don't blame me for flipping the table.
I joined forces with the land god who delivers food, the peach blossom fairy who broadcasts live broadcasts, and the medical ladies who are on strike to launch the "Anti-rolling God Alliance".
Who says God must be high above us? I want to build a "human shelter" in the data flood.
After get off work, I picked up the thermos cup and watched the inspector's girlfriend secretly help me revise the report, the darknet AI ex sent a taunting email, and next door Uncle Chen was teaching my grandson to play hopscotch.
Alas, this god's main focus is "reality in the world".
**Cyber God, get off work at five o'clock. If the incense is not enough, use your imagination. **
