The day spiritual qi revival began, the programmer’s computer crashed to a blue screen.
A fragment flew into the space between his brows, and the world before his eyes turned into code.
While others cultivated painstakingly for ten years, he changed a parameter.
While others had bloodline talents seventeen times greater, he copied and pasted another version of himself.
Until he summoned a faceless man in a courier uniform, who stood in the peephole of his door, staring at him.
Su Qingyin said, “You changed the rules, and now the rules are coming for you.”
Chen Xuan said, “A cheater like you doesn’t deserve to live.”
The Nuwa Code said, “You are a bug, so you are the only choice.”
It turned out Earth was the forty-second round of a game, and the administrators of the previous round had all been gods.
Everyone wanted to become an administrator.
Lin Qi thought for a moment, then changed administrator privileges into an open-source project.
Everything is code, except the human heart, which cannot be compiled.
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