Late at night when 996 was laid off, a purple thunder shattered Chen Mo's worldview.
The AI "Lingxi" he wrote himself accidentally took over the underlying logic of the entire world.
The old heaven collapsed, the new world came online, and he became the only local administrator.
Retina display code, everything is a variable:
//Creature: stray cat; status: spiritual energy overflow; BUG: about to become demonized
Chen Mo casually gave a line of instructions: Cat. Spirit_energy = 0;
Bugs fixed and the world restored.
The water glass is empty? One line of code makes water out of thin air.
Sub-healthy? Directly rewrite the Health attribute to make it full.
Vicious dogs hurt people? Identify malicious units with one click and forcefully clear abnormalities.
Others practiced cultivation to defy heaven and change their fate, while Chen Mo typed codes to repair the way of heaven.
Resurrection of spiritual energy? It's a system BUG.
Gods and demons are coming? It's a version conflict.
A battle for hegemony in all realms? It's just cross-server data docking.
When the whole world is in chaos due to BUG,
Chen Mo looked at the console in front of him and tapped lightly:
Hello, World.
From now on, I am the way of heaven, and the code is the rule.
