I Became a God After My Data Evolved

Everything in the world, including humanity, is made of data. "Once data evolves, humanity will face judgment." People scoffed at this claim, treating it like the ramblings of a madman. Until one day... The mannequins in a clothing store started talking. A white-collar worker who had been dead for three years wandered into his company lobby, eyes vacant and drooling. A passenger plane flapped its wings like a bird and plunged into the sea with everyone aboard. Bai Ye was an unremarkable programmer. One day, a line of text appeared on his computer: "Congratulations! You've successfully activated your own data! You are the most primordial number that makes up everything in the world, code name 000, humanity's rarest Pure Color!" "Bind yourself to me, and together we'll ascend to godhood~" Bai Ye paused for two seconds, then replied: Thanks for the offer, but I'm not into being number zero. Then he deleted the junk mail. Over the next few days, everything around him started getting strange. A dog walker vanished mysteriously from his neighborhood, only to show up at Bai Ye's door at night wearing a collar, murmuring, "Mr. Bai, you smell so good." When Bai Ye went to donate blood, the instant the needle went in, the nurse's eyes suddenly stretched out until they covered nearly half her face. And then the country's major media outlets issued urgent announcements, while anonymous forums offered huge bounties for Pure Colors with a number under 10... * Not long afterward, a tall man with black wisps of energy swirling around him knocked on Bai Ye's door. His violently chaotic data made it almost impossible for him to maintain a human shape. Dragon scales flickered in and out of sight. Lowering his eyes to Bai Ye's neck, he pressed a fingertip against the rim of his ear. The man in military uniform showed little emotion as he spoke in a low, ominous voice: "Hello, Mr. Bai Ye." "I've heard that only Pure Colors can soothe the most chaotic data." Bai Ye shut the door. Don't believe rumors, and don't spread them. *Horror, apocalypse, cosmic horror Theme: 1