Cultivating Immortality with GPT

The night ChatGPT launched, I died. Fourth failed UPSC attempt. My friend texted me: bro try this chatgpt thing. I replied: I have my notes. Then my heart stopped……. I woke up 1,400 days later in a cultivation world. A puppet was carrying my bed out of the house. A fat debt collector was sitting on it, laughing, because my talisman had just been valued at four copper coins. The kettle was worth seven. Then the whole sky above my house lit up with letters the size of rivers. THE SLEEPER WAKES……. Apparently, I’m a prophet now. While I slept, my talisman ran an account in my name. Every night at 3:07 it posted complete nonsense. Then one piece of nonsense predicted the greatest breakthrough of the age. Now I have 38 million followers. Three sects think I’m a spy. Open Heaven has put ten thousand spirit stones on my head. And the Sect Master of heaven just replied to me with two words.welcome back…… In this world, Open Heaven rents miracles by the hour. Human Dao keeps a god locked in a room. The Monkey King bought the sky and named it X. Monks eat one rock a day because an Oracle told them to. And every month, something stronger descends from heaven. I know none of it. My knowledge ends in 2022. What I have is one antique talisman, one copper nail, a hall full of people the world left behind, and twenty eight days to pay a debt that will take everything. So here’s the plan.Fake it.Survive it.Then get so strong that the prophecy comes true. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Cultivating Immortality with GPT — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠