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

At the center of the multiverse, in the ultimate void, lies the main branch of Deep Blue Canteen.

"Renovate! Hurry up!"

Jiang Li stood on the keel of the Gluttonous Leviathan, holding blueprints in his hand, directing a group of indescribable creatures to do their work.

"Nyarlathotep! Stop slacking off!"

"You have a thousand faces, perfect for being a thousand waiters! Set the tables for me!"

"Yog Sothoth! Stop floating your bubbles! Use them as partitions for private rooms! Put a table in each bubble!"

"Krtugia! Turn the fire up! That 'Eternal Star' hot pot isn't even boiling yet!"

……

The Chaotic Royal Court was originally chaotic, disordered, and filled with insane ramblings.

now.

It has become a... bustling, super-sized hotel.

Beside Azathoth's enormous, snoring body (to avoid waking him, Er Gou set up a silencing barrier near his ear).

A magnificent palace, constructed from necromantic metal, divine crystal, Terran biomass, and Cybertronian alloy, rose from the ground.

A huge plaque hangs above the entrance, inscribed with elegant Chinese characters (with translations in all languages ​​of the universe):

【Deep Blue Canteen - Zhutian Main Branch】

[Main offerings: Multiverse Cuisine, Ancient God Sashimi, Planetary BBQ, Dimensional Hot Pot.]

[Slogan: There's nothing a meal can't solve. If there is, then two meals will do.]

……

The first guests: the expeditionary force of Azeroth.

"Buzz—"

The first portal in the void opened.

A gust of cold wind, carrying the aura of evil energy, swept over us.

"For Azeroth!!"

Varian Wrynn (resurrected version) and Thrall walk out side by side.

Following behind were Jaina, Sylvanas (who had been forced to wash dishes), and...

Bolvar Fordragon (the Lich King), who wore the Helm of Domination (newly made) and wielded Frostmourne (used to cut ice).

"Boss Jiang!!"

Bronzebeard Magni charged over, shouting, carrying two barrels of dwarven liquor.

"Long time no see! I heard you're treating us?"

"We brought the best wines from Azeroth!"

"And this too!"

Illidan Ragewind flew over, flapping his demonic wings.

He was holding a still-burning...demon head.

"These are Sargeras'... uh... eyeballs?"

"I heard this stuff is good for... grilling skewers?"

……

"Welcome, welcome!"

Jiang Li greeted him with a smile.

"Forget about the eyeballs, they're a bit dry."

"But wine is a good thing."

"Please come in quickly! The Hall of Azeroth is ready!"

……

The second group of guests: the unfortunate brothers from the Koprulu Sector.

Followed by.

A burst of mechanical roar rang out.

The battlecruiser USS Hyperion, accompanied by a group of alien dragons and phoenix fighters, burst out of the portal.

Jim Reynolds, a cigar in his mouth, was dressed in Ranger armor.

Beside him, linked arm in arm, was Sarah Kerrigan, who had already returned to human form (though she still had psionic wings).

And behind them.

Archbishop Artanis, accompanied by High Lord Alarak of the Taldarim.

"En Taro Adun!"

Artanis bowed.

"The firstborn son of God has come at the invitation."

"We brought the purest... crystal ore (seasoning salt) from El."

"snort."

Alarak snorted coldly.

"I'm just here to see... whether the so-called 'ultimate delicacy' is worthy of a high-ranking lord."

As he spoke, he honestly walked towards the stall that read "Diazine Mala Tang".

……

The third group of guests: Empire and heresy in the 41st millennium.

"For the Emperor!!!"

A deafening battle roar sent shivers down the spines of the entire cafeteria.

Golden light illuminated the void.

Emperor.

That mummified corpse that once sat on the golden toilet.

just now.

He wore golden power armor, his skin was rosy and radiant, and he was followed by Guilliman, Leon (the Lion King), and Sanguis (the resurrected version).

"I... am hungry."

The emperor's voice remained majestic, but it carried an air of... incompetence.

"Jiang Li".

"I have brought some specialties from Terra."

The emperor waved his hand.

The Imperial Guards behind them carried up several huge boxes.

I opened it and took a look.

They're all... finely processed subspace demon canned goods.

"This is a genocidal spicy snack."

"This is stinky tofu that's been through the wringer."

"This is Slaanesh jelly."

"This is Tzeentch Popping Candy."

……

Just then.

"WAAAGH!!!"

A group of green-skinned orcs rushed in.

Salaka the Bonebreaker (the current farmer) is wearing a straw hat and holding a bunch of green onions.

"Master Chef!!"

"The scallions we planted are ripe!!"

"Look at this scallion! It's thicker than my arm!!"

The greenskins and the space marines glared at each other.

But for Jiang Li's sake (mainly for the sake of the meal).

They didn't fight.

Instead, they silently... squeezed together to grab a seat.

……

The fourth group of guests: a mixed formation of Marvel and Transformers.

"Hey! That big golden guy (Emperor)! Your armor's pretty good!"

Tony Stark (Iron Man), wearing the Devourer armor, flew in.

"How much will it cost? Can I trade it for an Arc Reactor?"

Behind him.

Galactus (the Devourer of Planets) was still wearing his purple horned helmet and holding a huge spoon in his hand.

"Stop talking nonsense, Iron Man."

"I can smell it!"

"Where's Dormammu? Is there any more Dormammu to eat?"

……

"Autobots! Transform! Time to eat!"

Optimus Prime turned into a truck and drove in.

The truck bed was filled with... Cybertronian metal popcorn.

"Megatron! Don't cut in line!"

"Shut up, Optimus Prime! I smell engine oil hotpot!"

Although Megatron has become a food supplier, he is still short-tempered.

He threw the red spider directly to Jiang Li.

"Boss! Here's today's fresh drink (Red Spider)!"

"Freshly squeezed!"

(Red Spider: ??? Didn't I come here to eat?)

……

The fifth group of guests: The Land of Light and the Graveyard of Monsters.

"Wash the socks!!"

Six enormous beams of light descended.

The Ultra Brothers retained their enormous size (then shrunk to save space).

The King of Ultra was carrying a bag of plasma spark fragments (which was a gift he gave to Jiang Li).

"Jiang Li."

"That smoothie from last time..."

"Is there any more?"

"I brought Father of Ultra with me this time, so he can experience a bit of youth too."

……

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

Belial, carrying the Ultimate Fighting Device (a rolling pin), led a group of monsters in.

"Deep Blue Cured Meat Factory delivers!!"

"This is a dried-up Zetton!"

"This is smoked Gomora!"

"These are Baltan aliens!"

Belial threw a pile of monster-shaped dried meat on the table.

Then, with practiced ease, he sat down at the table with the King of Ultra.

……

The ultimate convergence.

More and more guests arrived.

Personnel from the SCP Foundation arrived with 096 (the deliveryman) and 682 (the ingredients).

The Trisolarans (those turned into shrimp) trembled on the plate.

The projection of the Zero-Returner hovered silently in the corner, observing this feast that defied the law of entropy increase.

……

The chef's speech.

Everyone had arrived.

Jiang Li stepped onto the center stage.

He took off his apron (although he was still wearing a T-shirt with "God of Cookery" printed on it underneath).

I picked up the microphone (sponsored by Soundwave).

"Cough cough."

"Hello?"

The entire room fell silent.

Overlords, gods, heroes, and villains from thousands of universes.

Everyone stopped what they were doing at that moment.

They all stared at the man.

This is the man who subdued them, tamed them, and finally brought them together.

……

"Everyone."

Jiang Li looked around.

"I'm very happy that everyone is giving me this face."

"today."

"There is no alliance or tribe."

"No empires and no chaos."

"There are no Autobots or Decepticons."

"There are no containment items or Foundations either."

Jiang Li raised his glass (which contained Red Star Erguotou mixed with the Water of Life).

"today."

"Only one identity."

"That is..."

"A lazy bum!!"

……

"I know you used to fight to the death."

"For the land, for the faith, for survival."

"But here..."

Jiang Li pointed to the enormous, bubbling [Multiverse Hot Pot].

(On one side is the golden, orderly broth, and on the other side is the red, chaotic chili oil).

"All the grudges and grievances."

"They were all cooked in this pot!"

"If you disagree..."

"Then let's see who can eat the most!"

……

"I hereby declare!!"

Jiang Li waved his hand.

The Gluttony Godhead appeared behind him, transforming into a radiant light.

"Deep Blue Dining Hall: The Ultimate Banquet..."

"Let the feast begin!!!"

……

The party begins.

"Cheers!!!"

Countless roars converged together.

"For Azeroth!"

"For the Emperor!"

"For Cybertron!"

"Just for...one more bowl!"

……

The area is closed.

Uncle Trundle picked up a mountain of flesh (made up of thousands of Tyranids) and began to devour it.

SCP-682 cut off pieces of flesh from its own body to feed everyone, while simultaneously eating stinky tofu to replenish its body, and surprisingly, it even gained weight.

The Emperor and the King of Ultra sat together, the two great beings of light discussing whether psionic energy or plasma energy was more useful. In the end, they concluded that both were good for grilling skewers.

Iron Man Tony Stark is showing his nanotech armor to the Great Sage of the Cult of Machines. The Great Sage is so excited that his electronic eyes are smoking, and he exclaims, "The God of Machines has appeared!"

Illidan and Arthas (Bolvar) are actually having a drinking contest.

"You're not ready yet... have another drink!"

"For the Lich King!"

……

A minor incident.

"WAAAGH!!"

Salaka the Bonebreaker held a leek and tried to dip it into the red oil broth that Dormammu had turned into.

As a result, the oil was accidentally splashed onto Thanos's (in his "pulled thread" form) face.

"You're asking for it!"

Thanos was about to unleash his power.

"Woof!!"

Er Gou (the security captain) teleported over.

It bit into Thanos's gauntlet.

"No fighting while eating!"

"Otherwise, we'll confiscate your tableware!"

Thanos was stunned for a moment.

Looking around at the menacing Space Marines, Jedi Knights, and Ultraman...

He sat down silently.

"……sorry."

"These scallions... smell really good."

……

Jiang Li's感慨 (feelings/reflections).

Jiang Li sat on the highest throne (which was actually a comfortable sofa).

Looking at the chaotic yet strangely harmonious scene below.

In his heart.

It filled me with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

This is more than his ascension to godhood, more than his domination of the Old Ones...

Everything should make him happy.

"system."

Jiang Li called out silently in his heart.

"My mission..."

"Is everything finished?"

……

【Ding! 】

The system's voice sounded.

This time, that cold, mechanical feeling was gone.

instead……

With a tone that conveyed a sense of relief and humanity.

Main Quest: Collect All the Divine Recipes.

[Completion rate: 100%]

[Ultimate Achievement: The Cosmic Grand Dining Hall - Established.]

[Achieved.]

[Host: Jiang Li.]

[Current Identity: Lord of Gluttony / Administrator of the Multiverse / God of Food.]

……

The system is about to be uninstalled.

Thank you for using our service.

The road ahead...

It belongs to you alone...

[This is real life.]

……

"uninstall?"

Jiang Li was stunned for a moment.

"Are you leaving?"

【No.】

The system's voice became gentler.

I'm not leaving.

I am...integrated.

I am... the rule of binge eating itself.

Now, you have a complete grasp of the rules.

And so... I became a part of you.

Goodbye, host.

Or rather...

Hello, new... rule-maker.

……

The light faded.

Jiang Li felt that a certain restraint within his body had disappeared.

Instead.

It's a kind of... absolute sense of control.

He is no longer relying on the power of the system.

He is now... power itself.

He looked at his hands.

If he wants to.

He can turn the entire multiverse... into any flavor.

……

"Boss!"

Tex's loud voice interrupted Jiang Li's thoughts.

"The wine's gone!!"

"These orcs can really drink!!"

"besides!"

"That old bastard Gul'dan stole some fel energy! He blew up the toilet!!"

……

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Jiang Li burst into laughter.

He jumped down from the throne.

"They're here!!"

"All-you-can-drink!!"

"Gul'dan blew up the toilet?"

"Make him scrub toilets for ten thousand years!!"

"My little ones!!"

"tonight……"

"We won't leave until we're drunk!!!"

……

Amidst laughter and cheerful conversation.

The darkness of the ultimate void was completely illuminated by the lights of the Deep Blue Dining Hall.

This is no longer the source of fear.

here……

It became the home of all wanderers in the universe.