The game designer died suddenly in 996. He transformed into the game he was most familiar with - but became the lowest level F-class defective product experimental subject with a lifespan of 7 days.
There are no cheats, just a bunch of bug reports. No fighting talent, just a scientist's mind.
He chose the most unpopular profession "evolutionist": using petri dishes instead of long swords, gene editing instead of spells, and data analysis instead of hot-blooded rush.
The moment he conquered his first friend "Bai Ze" and called him "Yuan Yuan" in his arms, this man who calls himself "a scientist without feelings" secretly increased the pain shielding by 300%.
The reverse harvesting sand sculpture players were used as experimental subjects, and the name "Green Brother" spread throughout the server. I am extremely afraid of society, but I have to give a speech in front of a live broadcast across the universe.
From scrap graveyard to interstellar empire, from F level to super god. But what he fears most is not the Zerg Queen - it is standing in front of tens of billions of lives and saying a word.
When he discovers that the entire universe is a designed experiment and he is just the 750th variable, will he still believe in evolution?
This is the story of a sociophobic scientist who is forced to become a leader. It is a story about creation and freedom, design and humanity, loneliness and bondage.
"I may have designed your origins, but I cannot design the moment you choose to trust me."
