Destiny Weaver

In the world of cultivation: the weak eat the strong. And this set of rules is also valid within the "system" organization. The fruits of the hard work of low-dimensional employees are harvested by mid-dimensional managers; and all of this is ultimately nourished by the powerful people at the top. Here, resistance is the way to death, and performance is the only salvation. Within the organization, the two major factions argue endlessly: [Department of Fate Judgment] pursues the "parasitic flow" while angrily scolding its opponents: "You idiots only know how to destroy the valuation of the 'lower dimension'! Only by making the host willing to work for thousands of years and be grateful to us can we continue to fish from the lake in a sustainable way!" [Causal Inheritance Palace] shouted fanatically, "Kill that host!", Advocating extreme speed, and mocking the other party as an inefficient "parasite". However, not every harvest is smooth sailing. What you think is a docile lamb may be a dormant ferocious beast. When colleagues in the [Chengqi Palace] triggered the host restriction, were severely damaged by the counterattack of the Son of Destiny, and were even wiped out by the will of the world... We neutrals will just sit on the sidelines and watch. In this man-eating system, every failed harvest means one less opponent for promotion. We don't care about factionalism, we only believe in the simplest rules of survival: Devouring is the goal, and parasitism is the means. Wait for the host to be satisfied and then give it a fatal blow from the depths of its soul. After all, here, you either climb up by stepping on other people's bones, or you become a paving stone under other people's feet. But be careful - The rocks beneath your feet may be waiting to drag you into the abyss.