I See My Data Panel

My name is Chen Xing, a miner. After twenty years of mining, I thought this would be it for the rest of my life. Until that day, a piece of ore cut my finger, and a panel suddenly appeared in front of me—— [Remaining lifespan: 47 years] [Death probability: 83% (within three years)] [Note: You have been marked as an "abnormal data source" by the system and will be cleared if not verified within three days. I:? ? ? Later I discovered that this world is fake. Every time you spit out data, you are uploading data. Every battle is contributing samples. Every breakthrough is working for the system. Those ascended "gods" are just recruited data collectors. And my father who "died in a mining accident" fifteen years ago - he is alive as a string of data on the ninth floor of the Jiuchongtian Data Center. Now, the system tells me: Your awakening was arranged by me. I thought about it and decided to do something big. [Completed, feel free to enter the pit, update 10,000 words every day] [Big data cultivation + father-son love + brotherhood + passionate and refreshing article]