I Use Code to Modify the Realm of Cultivation

I was a programmer who died suddenly in 996. After time travel, I had no spiritual roots, but inherited two million spiritual energy debts. This world: Spiritual energy is the data flow, cultivation is the compilation, strange beasts are the process, and heaven is the system. Everyone respects their spiritual roots, regards their talents as their king, and regards debts as their shackles. And I only believe three sentences: I don't have spiritual roots, but I have documents. BUGs are not errors, they are the system expressing itself. Good code requires comments, and good civilization requires memory. From the garbage dump HelloWorld to the open source of heaven. In the way of a programmer, I live the most outrageous legend in this world of cyber immortality. [No system·Hardcore setting·Programmer technical flow·Thousands of miles of foreshadowing·Epic group portrait]