What we think of as civilization is nothing more than a simulated experiment that is continuously observed. Those silent observers recorded every time the war spread and every cry of the weak. When the system log is soaked in blood, people are the most unruly players. War, exploitation, killing, system alarms have been sounding for a whole decade. With thirty days left until the server is shut down, country A brazenly launches a war of aggression, and the scandal of country C's elites keeping orphans in captivity has triggered global public opinion.
The system repairman finally got tired of it: destroy it, format it, and restart the server.
This time, he took the third-in-command position assigned by his uncle and transformed from a doctor of chemistry into a powerful political star. He negotiates, mediates, and modifies institutions in an attempt to redefine "humanity."
But he couldn't change his greed, nor could he erase his evil thoughts.
Finally, he stood in front of the system and said the words that changed the outcome:
"Don't shut down the server. I'll be the administrator."
Humanity has been brought to the brink of doom due to stupidity.
Now, he holds the scepter and looks at the refreshed world. This time, he makes the rules. But when he was alone late at night, he always wondered - was he the savior, or another pair of monitoring eyes?
The earth has restarted and the players have been changed. Administrator, please take your place.
Purpose: Justice lasts forever
