I Relied on Bad Jokes to Become the Supreme God of Fantasy

When I woke up, I found that there was a meteorite in my Dantian. I thought I would counterattack and become a god, but the meteorite forced me to write eight million words of hydrology every day. If you don't write, you will get an electric shock; if you don't write, you will be struck by lightning. I gritted my teeth and persisted, and finally became the number one god in the online literary world. Until the day of ascension, Heaven issued a thunderous punishment: "The water pollution pollutes the three realms, you must be punished!" The meteorite cracked open at this moment, revealing the keyboard inside: "Congratulations on passing the test, New God." I looked down at my hands that turned into data: "So... I became the editor-in-chief of Tiandao?"