Fight Through the Apocalypse with a Supercomputer

In the 217th year of the divine calendar, it is the God-worshiping day for the college entrance examination. I, a former supercomputer maintainer, turned into an unlucky high school student in Blue Star. The "Galaxy" supercomputer in my mind is my only bargaining chip in negotiating with this weird world. On the altar, the nine main gods shrouded in phantom. The students prayed for strength, safety, and revenge. And I entered the last line of code in my head and said silently in the most rational voice: "Based on 217 years of observation data, logical deduction shows that by praying to the 'God of Destiny' and appending the keyword 'probability dice', the probability of obtaining the optimal starting ability is 67.8%." The golden light fell. I got Tiangang Sequence 1. Three days later, the watchmen came to the door, looking like they were looking at a nuclear bomb that was about to explode at any time. I smiled and handed over my "employment application" - a forecast report of 37 strange events that may occur in Jiangcheng in the next three months, as well as solutions, simulated 100,000 times with a supercomputer. "The risk of me losing control is currently calculated to be 0.03%." I said, "And cooperation can reduce this number, along with the mortality rate of many people, to zero." I know that in this world where humans decide life and death by throwing dice, my "calculation" itself is the biggest bug.