Beneath the Pole

The Earth is not a cradle, but an examination hall. And I, Su Zhou, have become humanity's only retake candidate. My consciousness is split in two. Half remains in reality, my eyes able to see through material rules, perceive energy flows, and directly view the world's source code. The other half falls into the data abyss, becoming a ghost wandering in the system's backend, deciphering protocols and searching for vulnerabilities. The weaknesses I see are the cracks in the rules themselves. The backend I infiltrate is the source code of the judgment program. When the countdown reaches zero and the filter descends— I will stand at the intersection of reality and data, and say calmly to the lofty examiner system: 'Sorry, I request a retake for this exam.'