I was just fishing, how did I become a Great Old One?

Casting World No. 001, High Orbit, Data Circulation.

At this point, the Tree Spirit (World Tree Ark) had been completely transformed.

Because it had been implanted with the heart of the Forge Lord, the Ark no longer spewed ordinary flames from its tail, but instead emitted a golden-red particle stream several kilometers long. This force propelled the Ark through the thick acid rain clouds, directly into the planet's high orbit.

Through the cockpit window, everyone finally saw the full view of the so-called "Mechanical God Cult Headquarters".

That is not a building.

That was a... [satellite].

A satellite made entirely of brass, gears, circuit boards, and massive heat pipes. It was sculpted in the shape of a magnificent Gothic cathedral.

Countless enormous data cables, like tentacles, hang down from the satellite, connecting to the casting world below and continuously drawing energy and information.

Around the cathedral, rings of glowing binary code floated, forming a tight logical shield.

"This is... the Martian Cathedral?"

Sun Wukong leaned against the window, his fiery eyes gleaming with golden light.

"It looks like a temple made of a big lump of iron."

This is not singing.

This is a logic bomb with hundreds of millions of components.

"ah!!!"

Er Gou (the Chaos Devouring Dog) was the first to clutch his head and roll around on the deck.

"Stop reading! Stop reading!"

"My mind is filled with gibberish! My operating system is about to crash!"

Wukong frowned, and the golden cudgel in his hand hummed.

"That chanting...it's so annoying!"

"It feels like tens of thousands of flies are crawling into my brain!"

"I want to smash them to pieces with a stick!"

"Don't act impulsively."

Jiang Li activated the mental barrier of the Gluttony Godhood, protecting everyone.

"This is a DDoS attack (Distributed Denial of Service attack)."

"They are trying to overwhelm our consciousness with massive amounts of garbage data."

"Physical attacks are not effective against this kind of 'logic virus'."

Jiang Li turned to look at Tang Sanzang.

"master."

"It's a good match for my major."

"These chanting robots..."

"Is it up to you?"

……

Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together, a confident smile playing on his lips.

"Amitabha."

"I was just worried about where to practice my calligraphy with the original manuscript of the Mahavairocana Sutra that I bought at the Omniscient Market."

"Since they want to debate the scriptures."

"Then this humble monk will keep them company... and discuss the Way."

Tang Sanzang took a step out and walked onto the terrace of the ark.

He sat cross-legged, and holographic Buddhist light instantly illuminated behind him.

The halo wasn't golden; instead, it was... a colorful RGB light effect.

"Activate... [Mahayana Buddhism - Logical Counterattack Mode]".

"Connect to... [Public Channel]".

……

"010101..."

From the cathedral across the way, thousands of “data monks” dressed in red robes with monitors on their heads flew out.

They arranged themselves in a matrix and frantically sent binary curses at the Treant.

[Curse content: Your logic is flawed! Your existence is invalid! You are a bug! You deserve to be formatted!]

Faced with this overwhelming logical attack, Tang Sanzang simply spoke calmly.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form."

"The same applies to sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness."

His voice transformed into golden Sanskrit code, meeting the green binary code.

"You say that all things are number?"

"This humble monk says... all things are empty (NULL)."

"If it's empty, how can there be a bug?"

"If there is no self, then what is the point of formatting?"

boom!

Golden Sanskrit characters crashed into the binary matrix.

[Warning! Logical paradox!]

[WARNING! Unable to resolve the concept of "empty"!]

[WARNING! Memory overflow!]

The red lights on the monitors of the data monks opposite them began to flash wildly.

They cannot understand "emptiness".

In their logic, it's either 0 or 1.

How could it be neither 0 nor 1, and still empty?

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

Black smoke billowed from the heads (monitors) of the data monks.

They... crashed.

"This is... the prelude to a physical ritual of deliverance."

Tang Sanzang smiled slightly.

"This is called... a logical deadlock."

……

"That's enough!"

Just when the data monks were about to be completely wiped out.

An angry electronic roar came from the depths of the cathedral.

"How dare they use an idealistic virus to contaminate my sacred code!"

Rumbling--

The main doors of the cathedral are open.

A gigantic figure floated out, suspended in mid-air.

It is ten meters tall, and its lower body has no legs, but is made up of countless dancing fiber optic tentacles.

The upper body is clad in an ornate bishop's robe (woven from circuit boards).

And its head...

It has no face.

It was a huge, crystal-clear brain that emitted a faint blue light... [a silicon-based brain].

The brain was immersed in a transparent tank of coolant, which was covered with electrodes.

The sulci and gyri of the brain are clearly visible, and a massive flow of data flows through each sulci and gyri.

[BOSS: Logic Bishop Deep Blue.]

[Race: Supercomputing Lifeform.]

[Position: Archbishop of the Cathedral of Mars / Chief Judge of Data.]

[Abilities: Overwhelming computational power, mental overload, and the ability to rewrite reality.]

[Weakness: Cooling system (frequently overheats).]

……

"Outsiders".

The Logician’s enormous brain was flashing blue.

"Your computing power... is too rudimentary."

"In the face of absolute computing power, all sophistry is futile."

"Activate... [Overclocking Judgment]!"

Buzz—! ! !

The coolant tank in the Logic Bishop's tank suddenly boiled.

The silicon-based brain instantly turned bright red.

A terrifying heatwave, accompanied by an invisible brainwave shock, swept over us.

This is not an ordinary attack.

It's about forcibly heating up everyone's brains.

Let your brains... boil!

"Ouch! It's so hot!"

Nezha covered his head.

"My CPU temperature has reached a dangerously high level! It's over 100 degrees Celsius!"

Wukong also felt a splitting headache.

"This monster... wants to boil my monkey brain?"

……

"Cooked?"

Jiang Li, standing on the deck, suddenly brightened up when he heard those two words.

He didn't feel the heat.

Because of his gluttonous godhood, this attack was automatically classified as... [cooking preheating].

"Goodness."

Jiang Li looked at the silicon-based brain that was rolling around in the jar, bright red and with an excellent texture.

"This shape...this texture..."

"Isn't this just a... [extra-large] brain?"

"And it's... a brain with a built-in heating function?"

Jiang Li licked his lips.

In this world of casting filled with the smell of rust, encountering such "soft and tender" ingredients is nothing short of a miracle.

"Great Sage! Nezha!"

"Stop covering your head!"

"If it wants to cook us, then we'll... cook it back!"

……

[Deep Blue Hunting Project Launched]

Step 1: Break the jar (take out the ingredients).

"Great Sage! Smash that glass jar!"

"Okay!"

Despite his headache, Wukong's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

"Want to eat my brain? I'll smash your skull first!"

"Big big!"

The golden cudgel transformed into a pillar supporting the sky.

"Smash it!"

boom!

The golden cudgel slammed heavily onto the coolant tank of the Logic Bishop.

"Snap!"

That was the sound of high-strength bulletproof glass shattering.

"Splash—"

Coolant splashed everywhere.

That enormous, still-reddening silicon-based brain was exposed to the air.

"Ah!!! My coolant!"

Bishop Logic let out a scream.

Without coolant, its temperature rises sharply.

"It's so hot...it's so hot..."

……

Step 2: Seasoning (cooling down).

"It should be hot!"

Jiang Li took out the Klein pot.

"Such good brains, it would be a shame to burn them."

"We need to use... minced garlic to reduce its heat."

Jiang Li took out the spam data he had collected in the waste paper area from his backpack.

Although this data is useless, it is plentiful and has a strong garlic flavor.

"Ergou! Spray this garbage data... all over its brain!"

"Woof! Watch this!"

Er Gou (the Chaos Devouring Dog) opened its huge mouth.

"vomit--"

A large stream of garbled data, fermented in its stomach and carrying a strong garlic smell, sprayed onto that burning hot brain.

"Sizzle sizzle—"

When the garlic-smelling data comes into contact with the hot brain, it instantly bursts with a rich aroma.

"What is this?! It stinks! It's so spicy!"

The Bishop of Logic cried out in terror.

"My logic... has been corrupted!"

……

Step 3: Side dish (glass noodles).

"Garlic alone is not enough."

"Steamed pig brains must have vermicelli."

"Nezha! Pull out its tendons!"

"No, it's the fiber optic tentacles underneath it!"

Jiang Li pointed to the dancing optical fibers on the lower body of the Logic Bishop.

"Those optical fibers are the best fans."

"Yes, sir!"

Nezha rode on his Wind Fire Wheels and charged forward.

"Heavenly Silk! Roll!"

The red Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) rolled up all the fiber optic tentacles like rolled noodles.

"Break it...!"

Click!

Nezha pulled hard.

Hundreds of crystal-clear optical fibers were torn apart.

"Ah!!! My leg!"

Bishop Logic screamed again.

……

Step 4: Steaming.

Jiang Li, controlling the Tree Demon's mechanical arm (controlled by Alice), placed the enormous silicon-based brain, along with the fiber optic fans below, into the Klein Pot.

"Put the lid on!"

"It's overheating from overclocking."

"This is called... [Self-heating hot pot]."

"All we need is... a little more fuel."

Jiang Li poured in a bucket of high-purity cooling oil (which he had previously obtained from the Furnace Lord).

"Sizzle—"

Hot oil is poured over minced garlic (junk data) and brain (silicon-based brain).

The brain's temperature soared to several thousand degrees due to pain and anger.

But that's perfect.

In the pot, high temperature becomes the driving force for cooking.

The originally hard silicon-based wafers began to soften under high temperature and oil immersion.

It becomes as white and tender as tofu, and as bouncy and chewy as jelly.

……

Five minutes later.

The screams from inside the pot stopped.

Instead, a series of pleasant "glug-glug" sounds were heard.

An irresistible aroma wafted out from the gap in the pot lid.

That's not the smell of engine oil.

It was a kind of... [fragrance of wisdom].

It's a blend of garlicky aroma, oily fragrance, and the unique...electronic crispy aroma of high-tech chips.

"alright."

Jiang Li lifted the pot lid.

Golden light shot into the sky.

A giant brain, two meters in diameter, white and tender, covered with gold and silver garlic paste (junk data + firewall fragments), and resting on transparent fiber optic fans, was presented to everyone.

……

[Dish Name: Mars-Steamed Silicon-Based Pig Brain with Garlic and Vermicelli]

[Level: Supercomputing-grade deliciousness.]

[Description: Taken from the overclocked brain of the Archbishop of the Cult of Mechanism. Utilizing its own computing power and heat, combined with the garlicky aroma of junk data, it's pressure-cooked.]

[Taste: Melts in your mouth, soft and smooth like a cloud. Every bite feels like a million logical operations exploding on your tongue. The fiber-optic vermicelli underneath is soaked with brain oil, chewy and springy.]

[Effect: Intelligence +1000. Gain "Logical Invincibility" (immunity to mind control). May briefly see "Cyber ​​Truth".]

……

"Let's eat!"

Jiang Li took out a large spoon.

He scooped out a large spoonful of pig brain, along with some rice noodles.

"This tastes best when it's hot."

"Great Sage, this is your favorite bite (although it used to be monkey brains)."

"Try this high-tech version."

Wukong stared at the white, tender brain, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"Hehe! I, Old Sun, won't stand on ceremony!"

He took it and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Ugh!!!"

Wukong's eyes widened.

"So tender!"

"Too young!"

"It tastes like tofu! And like bone marrow!"

"And after eating it... my mind instantly cleared up!"

"I feel... I can now unlock the combination lock on this golden cudgel!"

……

Nezha also grabbed a piece.

"tasty!"

"These rice noodles (fiber optic noodles) are really chewy!"

"I even feel like my internet speed has gotten faster!"

Tang Sanzang ate the most elegantly.

"Amitabha."

"This brain contains countless logics and truths."

"This humble monk seems to see... the smile of the electronic Buddha."

Even Er Gou got a big bowl.

"Woof woof! This garlic smell is so strong! I love it!"

……

Finished a meal of [garlic pig brain].

That once-arrogant Bishop of Logic is now just an empty coolant tank.

Everyone's eyes became extremely wise (it seemed).

[System notification: Consume high-computing-power ingredients.]

[All members receive a buff: Overclocked Thinking (thinking speed increased by 100 times).]

"alright."

Jiang Li wiped his mouth.

Looking ahead at the Martian cathedral, which had lost all its defenses (the choir was out of commission, the bishop had been eaten).

"I've already filled in the gaps in my mind."

"Now……"

"We have enough intelligence..."

"Go to that... [God of All Machines]..."

"We had a good chat."

Jiang Li picked up the Occam's razor.

"I heard it's a... [perpetual motion machine]?"

"I don't know about perpetual motion machines..."

"Could you make... conveyor belt sushi?"