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Fugitive Zero
Science Fiction零号逃亡者
The Cat Who Can't Write Poetry
This is a JOJO style wit novel. Mark is a simulation system debugger for a certain technology company. After a certain error correction task, he accidentally discovered that he had an extra personality, and that personality had the supernatural ability to delete time. At the same time, a weirdo found him and ordered him to correct another error within a specified time limit, otherwise he would be "delete" and stop the operation of the entire world. From this moment on, Mark's escape begins. He uses his resourcefulness to escape from various difficulties along the way, defeating seemingly invincible opponents one after another. However, what awaits him at the end is another starting point... Original introduction: "What should be done if a digital twin world falls into an infinite loop?" "According to the operating manual, external intervention should be carried out to try to force a break out of the cycle." "What if the forced exit fails?" "Kill the process, recycle experimental data, and remove erroneous code." "Perfect answer." "Thank you." "Okay then, Debugger Mark, instance number 212, I am ordered to terminate World Zero and delete you."
This is a JOJO style wit novel. Mark is a simulation system debugger for a certain technology company. After a certain error correction task, he accidentally discovered that he had an extra personality, and that personality had the supernatural ability to delete time. At the same time, a weirdo found him and ordered him to correct another error within a specified time limit, otherwise he would be "delete" and stop the operation of the entire world. From this moment on, Mark's escape begins. He uses his resourcefulness to escape from various difficulties along the way, defeating seemingly invincible opponents one after another. However, what awaits him at the end is another starting point... Original introduction: "What should be done if a digital twin world falls into an infinite loop?" "According to the operating manual, external intervention should be carried out to try to force a break out of the cycle." "What if the forced exit fails?" "Kill the process, recycle experimental data, and remove erroneous code." "Perfect answer." "Thank you." "Okay then, Debugger Mark, instance number 212, I am ordered to terminate World Zero and delete you."

Ping Shan Lu
Xianxia平山箓
The Cat Who Can't Write Poetry
A monk wanders at night in the old alley, tattered by the wind and dust, and feels refreshed. The mountains are dangerous and the road is difficult to level, but wait until the clouds clear and the moon will shine. Monk Kongjie sang a song "Fisher's Song" and gradually faded away. Behind him was a boy watching him from a distance. From then on, Lu Ping followed his master Lin Shan and began his cultivation career in the human world. Some are thrilling, many are humane and full of emotions. What you cultivate is the truth of immortality. What you realize is the impermanence of the world. It is when spring goes and autumn comes and you don't know the year. The drums in the evening and the bells in the morning will last for a few years. There is no way to say that the flowers in the mirror, the water and the moon are bitter, and everything will happen naturally.
A monk wanders at night in the old alley, tattered by the wind and dust, and feels refreshed. The mountains are dangerous and the road is difficult to level, but wait until the clouds clear and the moon will shine. Monk Kongjie sang a song "Fisher's Song" and gradually faded away. Behind him was a boy watching him from a distance. From then on, Lu Ping followed his master Lin Shan and began his cultivation career in the human world. Some are thrilling, many are humane and full of emotions. What you cultivate is the truth of immortality. What you realize is the impermanence of the world. It is when spring goes and autumn comes and you don't know the year. The drums in the evening and the bells in the morning will last for a few years. There is no way to say that the flowers in the mirror, the water and the moon are bitter, and everything will happen naturally.