[Urban high martial arts + professional trial restricted area + confrontation of gods + high combustion + group portraits + no intelligence]
Let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Mo. I am the editor of the Anomaly Bureau and the only [Corrector] in the universe.
You haven't heard of me?
It doesn't matter, you just haven't seen me fucking a god.
Soon, you will remember it.
Do you think the locked door opened by itself because of poor memory? Is it dazzling that the things you have placed move inexplicably? Is it an illusion that the things you remember never happened?
Wrong.
These are all logical loopholes produced when the world is running - that is, [World Error].
It can be as small as a wrong word on the label of a shared bicycle, or as big as historical misalignment, timeline deviation, or the distortion of the god of birth into an evil god. They are all errors in the world.
And my job is to find the errors, complete the logic, and restore the deviated world to what it should be.
What? You said that when gods come to the world, the sky will collapse and the earth will fall apart, and no one can stop it?
Excuse me.
That's when the world went wrong.
I raised my hand, and God had to kneel down for me.
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Correct small errors and influence the direction of the world.
