The eyes of the only person alive in the center of the nuclear explosion turned golden.
They called me an SSS-class anomaly and said I shouldn't exist.
They say the world is a testing ground and the deaths of millions are just a "data wipe."
Those cultivators who fly with swords are just the administrators of this test.
And my existence is rewriting the underlying code of this world.
They sent a golden elixir monk to retrieve me, but I smashed the flying sword with one punch.
They said that there is also the Nascent Soul, the Transformation God, and the thirty-sixth heaven above.
But what I saw when I looked up was a steel battleship deep in the crack that blocked the sky and the sun.
My name is Chen Fan. Before the nuclear explosion, he was a college student writing code.
Now, I want to tear the battleship apart with my hands.
——Because human life is not data.
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