The Player Is My Little Brother, the Monk Is My Wage Earner

Programmer Chai Yuan died on the night of the game launch conference he made. When he opened his eyes again, he became a ball of data, trapped in the game world. Before I could curse, I saw a group of monks from another world descending from the sky: "The secret realm without an owner! Take whatever resources you want!" Chai Yuan was silent. Three seconds later, he opened the administrator backend. From then on, the monks discovered that every plunder would trigger a "hidden mission", every BOSS would suddenly know tactics, and every secret realm seemed to have a pair of eyes staring at them. They don't know that the "Tiandao" is watching them work for him with his legs crossed. ——"The players on Earth think they are opening up wasteland, and the monks from all realms think they are exploring secrets. Only I know - they are all working for me."