"On the one hundred and third death, Shen Ye glimpsed the source code of the world."
The betrayal blade pierced his heart for the hundred and second time, but he opened his eyes again. This is not a gift, but a curse - a programming error from some cold, high-dimensional "system". The apocalyptic wasteland is just a testing ground for the "system" to observe the anomalies of the "gate". He, Shen Ye, numbered ███-102, is just a redundant error sample that carries excess death data and is contaminated by the power of "rift". It is a BUG waiting to be "purified".
Revenge has become a joke. Shen Ye stripped away his emotions and turned into a walking "system virus". He escaped from the base and lurked in the survivor fortress called "The Anvil". With his distorted perception of "sequential light" (system rules) and "chaotic light" (crack pollution), he became the key to studying the "core" of deadly energy crystals. During the day, he tempers his rationality and technology in the "blacksmith shop", and at night, he endures erosion and crazy whispers in the most polluted "basement".
He calmly observes the game of wasteland forces and carefully calculates the probability of survival each time. When the ambition of the leader of the "Anvil" touches the taboo, and when the distorted "cocoon" imprisoned deep in the "basement" emits painful resonance, Shen Ye takes the initiative to tear apart his soul and forcibly connects with the desperate creation originating from the "system". The massive amount of cold information and distorted rules almost overwhelmed him, but it also caused the "error" mark on his chest to quietly change, allowing him to grasp a blood-stained "key fragment" related to the truth behind the "door".
Climbing back from hell, Shen Ye knew that the game had been upgraded. He is no longer an observed variable, but a knife-wielding dissector. He wants to use this wrong body as a scalpel to cut open the core of this twisted world and see if the "system" that controls everything will also... Infect him with this deadly virus.
Intent: This is a story about how "man" uses reason as a blade and himself as an experimental subject after discovering that he is just a "program error", putting the entire absurd world on the dissecting table, just to send a bloody question to the cold Creator, and in the process, personally writes the meaning of existence for himself.