The Tycoon System Insists I Write Code

My name is Lin Shen, and I got bound to a tycoon System.

But there seems to be something seriously wrong with my System.

It tells me to spend 10 billion, buying yachts and islands and half the entertainment industry.

Instead, I bet it all on building a world-class particle collider.

System: [Warning! Long-term productive investment detected. Stop immediately and buy luxury goods!]

Me: [Quiet. I'm using your funds to find a bug in the universe.]

While other tycoons are throwing money around in nightclubs, I'm in the lab losing hair over data with an error margin of one-thousandth.

While other Systems reward their Hosts with "X-ray vision" and "jade-spotting skills," mine crashes and hands over a "room-temperature superconductivity formula."

Later, the technology empire I built becomes more valuable than any company in the world.

Looking at the preliminary concept for a curvature engine on my desk, the crashing System lets out one last wail:

[Please... write some normal code! Stop patching the laws of physics!]