Prehistoric Group Chat: I Became an Administrator

My name is Li Tianran. In my previous life, I was a code writer. In this life, I am a newly transformed Ganoderma lucidum grass by the East China Sea. Originally, I just wanted to stay in the mountains and bask in the sun, but on the day I transformed, a group suddenly appeared in my mind: "All Heavens and Worlds·Gods Exchange Group" Group leader: Dad Tiandao. Group members: The Great Sage Qitian, the Great God Three Tan Haihui, the True Lord Qingyuan Miaodao, the Third Prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Jiang Ziya, the Chief of the Gods... I, a little Ganoderma lucidum that had just transformed, somehow became the only "administrator" among these big guys. At first I thought this was a fairy chat group. Until Tiandao sent out the first questionnaire. Then the calamity was weakened by 15%. Then Nantianmen began to implement a flexible check-in system. Then Fengshenbang 2.0 Competed for recruitment. Only then did I realize that this was not a group chat, this was the largest internal testing site in the Three Realms. And I am the "Chief User Experience Officer" appointed by Heaven. The big guys compete in the group for red envelopes, fight over emojis, and criticize version updates. On the mountaintop, I used the logic of my previous life to help them fill out questionnaires, do evaluations, and fix bugs. Until one day, Tiandao chatted with me privately: "The pre-signal of immeasurable calamity has been detected. Mission: Lead the group members to guard the Three Realms Firewall." "Reward: Survive." I looked at Sun Wukong and Nezha in the group who were still arguing over Pan Taoyuan's fake red envelope. He looked down at the Ganoderma lucidum body, which was no bigger than his fist. Silence fell.