My Brain Is Still Running on Its Original Hardware

I am a god among the reborn. I can foresee the future and control fate, and countless transmigrators beg me for a single hint. But they don't know that every time they "turn the tables," they're helping the higher-dimensional "Star Watchers" refine their data. Our brains were long ago soaked in vats, turned into fuel for building a "perfect world model." Then an error warning popped up from my System: [Unknown variable detected: Your brain appears to still be running on its original hardware.] A cold mechanical voice followed: "Congratulations. You've been appointed an employee performance assessor for the 'Star Watchers.'" "Your mission is to identify the one among the reborn who has been pretending to be controlled all along, " "Yourself."