An Yang got up with a splitting headache, feeling that something was wrong.

He found that he could sense the movement of the surrounding residents and the houses opposite. Even vision can penetrate the walls - he looks suspiciously at the balcony opposite.

There lived a very beautiful female resident, who often met but never talked to her across the windowsill, and she got up now, and sat on the edge of the bed facing him, humming a song and raising her legs to wear silk. Socks.

An Yang blinked incredibly, this time it was even more exaggerated, the vision had penetrated through the clothes, and the scenery was unobstructed...... I can see through it. Look?

He stared blankly, but the horror was far greater than the surprise.

What the hell is going on?

He clutched his aching head and remembered when he drank the fragment last night.

An Yang is 26 years old this year, and he has found a white-collar job in Linhai City, which belongs to the class with decent wages but higher prices, and his life is monotonous.

But recently, he has not been very lucky, because he has been in the wrong team in the company, missed the opportunity for promotion, and offended his new boss, and his job is almost without a future.

Sometimes strong ability does not mean good luck, all kinds of unsatisfactory made him drunk, carrying wine bottles to the roof, venting the resentment of his savings.

Thinking of the time when he once roamed the world by himself, indulged in his life dreams, and now hit a wall everywhere, he can't help but yell at the sky a few times: "Lao Tzu wants to make a change!" ”

What happened next, he couldn't remember.

But "God" seemed to respond to him and gave him a chance.

An Yang agreed without hesitation at that time, he didn't even know what to do, what kind of manager is it?

"Managers?" Anyan only remembered the word.

"Managers!" A very abrupt voice rang out.

"Who?"

An Yang looked around, but his bedroom was empty.

The sunlight in broad daylight didn't give him a sense of security, and the sound of his abnormal state and strange voices in his head made his hairs stand on end.

The voice that couldn't find the source sounded again: "I am your assistant intelligence." ”

"Where are you?" An Yang retreated to the corner of the wall vigilantly, and his hand touched the lamp to prepare to be used as a weapon.

The voice said, "You can't see me, I communicate with you through brain waves." ”

An Yang calmed himself down, and then threw out the question: "Smart? Intendant? What the hell is going on? ”

"The entropy of the universe is increasing, chaos and disorder make the universe accelerate death, in order to reverse the decline, the super civilization 'creator' decided to select a certain number of space-time managers from 10^500 sub-universes, to return disorder to order, and restore the beautiful laws of nature."

"One of the space-time managers, because he mistakenly listed the earth as a cleanup target and treated the earth's humans as an invasive species, in order to make up for the mistake and return to order, the manager decided to select a temporary manager from the earth to restore the original order."

With the narration of intelligence, An Yang's memories of last night also resurfaced.

After sorting out the causes and consequences, he asked with certainty: "You mean, I became a space-time manager?" ”

"To be precise, you're just the temporary steward of the Earth on this plane; You only have a small amount of administrative privileges and limited resources. ”

"Temporary?" He asked subconsciously.

"That's what you mean in terms of your culture."

An Yang was dizzy: "This black cauldron, do I have to carry it?" ”

After understanding what he meant, the intelligence replied: "The interim manager is tied to the mission of the earth, and failure is death, and in the same way, cancellation is failure." ”

"Let me be quiet." An Yang didn't care whether the floor was dirty or not, and sat down.

He tried his best to calm himself, and his mature psychology allowed him to learn to analyze. To be sure, this job cannot be shaken off, unless he dies, he is still young and does not want to die.

When you think about it, that's not a bad thing. The space-time manager is definitely a powerful and boundless profession, even if he is a temporary worker with a black cauldron, he also manages the earth.

Think about it, from the birth of human beings to the present, who can dominate the earth?

Briton? Now hiding in the corner to reminisce about the past! American? The world isn't there for it yet!

And he, Anyang, has been given the right to manage the planet. Although no one admits it, although the ability sounds quite small, it is a high civilization certification.

It's a transcendent profession.

Anyang has always had a desire to live a wonderful and different life.

It's just that reality is dragging him back, and it is difficult to move an inch, and now that the opportunity has come, how can he give up?

If you can't do it, it doesn't mean that you don't have the ability, it may just be that the timing is wrong; But when the opportunity is presented in front of you, you don't dare to do it, that's waste!

Anyan never thinks of himself as a waste, he has to face challenges head-on.

This life is over in a few blinks of an eye, either shrinking your head and being ordinary, or standing up and doing a great career!

An Yang stood up, his gaze already determined.

Since you can't refuse, you can only learn to enjoy. He first had to figure out his roots: "What is the purpose of this identity?" What needs to be done? ”

Intelligent answer: "The right of space transmission is limited to the earth and has not yet been authorized; The technology authority benefits from the level of the previous manager's fifth-level civilization, and currently opens the second level for you; The surveillance and listening rights have covered the earth, and you have inadvertently turned on it just now. ”

"In terms of obligations, the previous manager has disarmed the genetic weapon, but the ideological weapon has acted on a small number of people, and you need to put an end to the deterioration and clean up the infected people; On the other hand, civilization must develop according to the 'creator system', and you will maintain order. ”

An Yang had a question: "Creator? What is it? ”

Intelligence replied: "The Creator is the most powerful civilization in the Mother Universe and is responsible for setting order. I have very limited access to other information. ”

"What about you?"

Intelligence replied: "I am a planet-level monitoring intelligence, able to multi-dimensional deployment, monitoring the earth without dead ends, including what you just saw, are my functions." ”

An Yang felt incredible: "You can see the people in the house? ”

Intelligence said: "I can observe from a high dimension, and the three-dimensional world has no secrets for me. ”

"How?"

"For example, if you draw a square on paper with a circle inside, people in the two-dimensional world can't see the circle inside from the outside, but you in the three-dimensional world can see that there is a circle inside at a glance, because the two-dimensional world has no secrets to you."

"In the same way, your three-dimensional world, when I look at it from a higher dimension, from the fourth dimension, from the fifth dimension, there is no secret. Not only can I see you in the house, but I can see the muscles, bones, and even blood in your skin, all over the world. ”

An Yang understood: "What I saw just now is all your credit?" ”

"I'm bound to you for data transmission, the display with complex angles will make your brain more loaded, and you need to improve your evolution level to better adapt."

No wonder he felt that his head was about to explode, and An Yang finally sorted it out: "So you are a superintelligence above the earth, responsible for listening and monitoring, and storing civilized technology?" ”

"Yes."

An Yang felt that the authority of this temporary worker was not ordinary, so he opened his mouth and asked: "Then you can make me a set...... Nuclear-powered armor? ”

But Intelligence immediately poured cold water on him: "I currently have no ability to intervene in reality, I am only responsible for listening and monitoring, and communicating with you." ”

"It means that you are responsible for guiding on the side, and I will do all the work?"

Intelligence is direct: "Yes, it's easy. ”

……

It took Anyang two days to digest all the information.

Although he has the name of "temporary worker", as an agent of the supreme civilization, he is a transcendent existence, and no matter how bad he is, he can throw off the earth for several light years.

You must know that in the creator system, the earth is only a first-level civilization, and the manager who almost destroyed the human race is a powerful fifth-level.

It's just that this advanced civilization has made a mistake and almost cleaned up the human race. In order to remedy its mistakes, it selected interim administrators on the basis of the principle of indigenous self-government.

It is definitely a great luck for An Yang to become a manager.

Of course, there were tests for him.

The mess left by his predecessors, he needs to clean up. First of all, the heretical people infected by the weapons of thought will be eliminated, and at the same time, the development of the earth's civilization under the "creator system" will be maintained.

To put it simply, it is to clean up heresy and lead civilization to order.

The orderly development of countless sub-universes is the minimum requirement of the creator for civilization.

It requires all 10^500 universes to develop according to its rules, and any civilization that crosses the line and violates the rules must be erased.

Although the earth's civilization is not mentioned, it must also be managed from the source.

The manager, that is, the earthlings Anyang.

An Yang also mastered the reserves of the fifth-level civilization by chance, but in order to maintain order, it is currently limited to the second-level civilization, and intelligence will continue to be provided to him.

If he does well, he will also have the opportunity to "turn regular" and become a full-fledged manager.

The formal administrators, in Anyang's understanding, have the same influence and power as the gods of human religion.

How does this not impress?

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PS: Speaking of the next book, the early stage is mainly the theme of urban + black technology, brushing technology, being a rich man, consistent style. Ask for votes to support!