Infinito: Eu, Mestre da Linha do Dragão!

"Do you wish to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly... be alive?"

[Yes or No]

Qian Gu tapped the LCD monitor in front of him. Unfortunately, his family's age-old remedy of electrical therapy failed to yield any results.

It wasn't a virus.
It wasn't an advertisement.
Even though Qian Gu's computer skills barely extended to bypassing firewalls, he could tell this was no ordinary thing.

After all, what sane program would display something in the center of the screen even when the power was cut?

"Damn, I've come across the real deal," Qian Gu muttered.

He opened a can of ice-cold Coke, took a swig to steady his nerves.

The dialogue was iconic—straight from the legendary progenitor of infinite flow novels, "Infinite Horror." For Qian Gu, a bookworm who had lived two lives, it was instantly recognizable.

Yes, Qian Gu was now a man of two lives.
In his previous existence, he was a bona fide college student. Once he left campus, he became a model office worker, dyed by the vast cauldron of society and had his rough edges smoothed away.

He finally stood tall once, saving a little girl and, in the process, giving a dump truck a boost in performance.

He had thought he would embark on a cheat-code journey in another world, but whether due to insufficient funds or luck, he had landed in a parallel world instead—a standard modern technological setting.

Sure, he started out with a cheat, but it was useless.

He lived an ordinary eightee