If one day, you discover that the entire world is a game that has been running for 13.8 Billion years - and you have just gained administrator privileges.
What will you do?
Fang Xingzhou's choice is to adjust the probability of the headphone cord to self-tangle to zero. Then turn off the panel and continue fishing.
But some things can't be turned off.
——You find that the bulldozer downstairs will never be able to enter this street.
——You find that you can "see" who will fall down three minutes in advance, who needs to take medicine, and which car will hit the children after school.
——You find that the youngest physics professor at the Chinese Academy of Sciences is pointing a monitoring satellite at your office window.
——You find that the female owner of the milk tea shop in Jiekou looks at you, not as if she is looking at a customer, but as if she is looking at a project valued at 100 billion.
——You find that the newly moved volunteer next door can wash dishes with tactical gestures, and the way she looks at you hides the secret of the entire reclusive family.
——You find that the metaphysical girl who broadcasts live in the square every day turns off the camera and says to you: "You have no destiny on your body. Who are you?"
Four people, four ways, all want to figure out the same question: What is he?
And he just wants to know one thing: whether today's braised chicken can be delivered on time.
Until one day, the real administrator came to him and said: "GM#0721, you have violated the management regulations of heaven. You have been judged as a BUG. You will be deleted."
Fang Xingzhou finally put down the roasted gluten in his hand.
"I just want to be a salty fish quietly, why is it so difficult?"
