But he wasn't done. He knew the physical truth. The ink pads were still wet. If he just reset the counter, eventually, the ink would slosh over the edge and fry his power supply.
The printer lurched. Gears groaned. The print head crashed to the left, then the right. For five seconds, it sounded like a robot having a seizure.
He hit print.
Click.
Then, silence.
Arjun patted the scanner lid. "You're not allowed to die again until January."
And Arjun smiled.
The comments were a warzone. "It worked!" one user screamed. "It bricked my mainboard," another wept.