Has the real world suddenly turned into my sandbox game? I can see information panels for everything, and even change a few words with a wave of my hand?
While everyone else fights to the death over opportunities in secret realms, I change the note on an S-rank secret realm to [Beginner Village Trial: Easy], and the world's strongest fighters get bullied to tears by a bunch of slimes.
When the Night Watch organization sees me as an “indescribable” enemy who must be eliminated and launches an all-out assault, I sit at home, tap the screen, and delete the “temperature” attribute from their weapons.
Every shell instantly turns into a popsicle.
The cold, aloof beauty who has been investigating me now writes papers every day, trying to scientifically prove I’m a “higher-dimensional being.” Her paper is titled On the Observability of the Electric Field of Higher-Dimensional Beings.
Sigh. Can you all stop researching me? I’m really just a game designer.
AI text, not bad.
There's no main plot, and the protagonist is getting a bit too nosy.