The apocalypse arrives, and immortal talismans blast zombies to pieces. In cyberpunk cities, psychic powers pilot mechs. In xianxia worlds, technology deciphers the Heavenly Dao. In the eerie abyss, reason never drops to zero.
For Li Chun, the world is a cruel game that forces a “version update” every few months. Xianxia, wasteland, Cyberpunk, the eerie and mysterious... With every update, the laws of heaven and earth are overturned, all memories are wiped clean, and everyone is reset as a puppet in a brand-new script.
Except for Li Chun.
He is the only “constant” in the entire world, able to retain all his memories and cultivation. Techniques from the previous version are forbidden arts in this one; trash from the previous version is now a sacred treasure. While everyone else struggles to survive under the rules of the new version, Li Chun already stands at the top of the food chain, armed with resources, intelligence, and power accumulated across several versions.
Stockpile ammunition in the zombie apocalypse; sell talismans in the cultivation world. Trade antiques in the Cyberpunk era; become a god in the eerie version.
Then one day, in the gap between version updates, he glimpses a shocking truth: this constantly resetting world is no natural disaster, but a carefully designed experiment. And he is the least welcome variable in the whole experiment.
A bug that must be corrected.
“Correct me?” Li Chun looks at the System emissary descending from the sky and slowly draws a divine weapon tempered across five versions. “How about I correct this System instead?”
