My martial spirit leads me to Earth; I begin by submitting my skills to the Douluo Continent.

Chapter 56 Cognitive Interference

"Look at how it flips the wok! Notice its positioning!"

"Each time the wok is tossed, the food's airtime is strictly controlled to 0.6 seconds. This is to allow the food to fully contact oxygen and undergo an instantaneous oxidation reaction, which is commonly known as 'wok hei' (wok aroma)!"

The Taoist priest became more and more excited as he spoke.

"And the way they sprinkled the salt just now! They used centrifugal force and aerodynamics to make the sodium chloride crystals form a uniform parabolic surface in the air, thus achieving even flavor absorption!"

The Taoist priest looked at the dumbfounded monk with an arrogant expression.

"And you, you bald monk, only saw compassion in it? Superficial! Ignorant! Feudal superstition is killing people!"

High monk:

The high monk looked at the vegetarian chicken in the bowl, and the original sacred Zen feeling instantly lost its appeal.

He opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally could only helplessly put his hands together and weakly reply, "Daoist Master—although this humble monk doesn't understand what you're saying—could you please stop spitting while eating? It's unhygienic—"

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Amidst the peaceful atmosphere of the meal, only Su Yun's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

He looked at the figure being lauded as a god by the crowd, then at the group of experts whose intelligence was clearly lacking, and a strong sense of unease welled up in his heart.

Not right.

Something's really wrong.

Even if the food is delicious, this is still the first living soul beast on Earth!

How could these science fanatics, who can argue for three days and three nights over a single bacterial sample, collectively abandon scientific research and instead seriously discuss things like wok hei (the smoky aroma from a hot wok) and Zen philosophy?

Su Yun lightly bit the tip of her tongue.

The sudden, sharp pain brought Su Yun to his senses.

Looking at the mouse behind the glass window again, my culinary illusion was instantly shattered.

"This little guy—does he have a built-in brain-damaging aura?"

A guess arose in Su Yun's mind.

When this little thing is cooking, it seems to exude a kind of psychological inducement, making people subconsciously ignore certain things and instead treat it as a kitchen worker.

Fortunately, the hamster was very weak, so the impact was limited.

Su Yun shook her head helplessly, then simply stepped onto the dining table, looking down at the table with her arms outstretched.

"All eyes are on me!!"

"I have an announcement to make!"

Once all the cooks' eyes were focused on Su Yun, Su Yun pointed to the small figure in the kitchen who was tossing the wok.

"Gentlemen, wake up! Return to your senses!"

"That rat is a soul beast specimen from the Douluo Continent, spanning across the universe!"

"We went through so much trouble and spent so much money to finally achieve contact of the third kind —"

"So, the Stargate Project was all about importing a top-tier chef from outer space?"

The already fragile cognitive interference shattered instantly under Su Yun's rebuke.

The cafeteria was deathly silent.

The old Taoist priest's hand, which was holding chopsticks, froze.

The high monk's mouth was half-open as he chanted Buddhist prayers.

The meat in Lei Zhan's mouth fell back into the bowl.

Everyone snapped back to reality in that instant.

"What was I doing just now? Was I waiting in line for the hamster to cook for me?"

Lei Zhan stared at the stainless steel bowl in his hand, his face turning a deep purplish-red, wishing he could disappear into the ground.

The surrounding scientists also came to their senses, and the entire cafeteria instantly erupted in chaos.

"What the hell! I've received professional training in resisting interference, so how come my mind went completely blank just now, and all I could think about was food?"

"Me too! My rational mind tells me it's a biological sample, but subconsciously I'm thinking it's a top-tier chef? This is absurd!"

Amidst a cacophony of self-doubt, the old academician suddenly stood up.

He looked around, his gaze shifting from confusion to shock, and then to a chilling realization.

Standing here are some of the most intelligent people in all of China, as well as special forces kings with the strongest willpower.

There were no drugs, no hypnotic devices, and not even any verbal guidance.

How could cooking alone cause so many people to experience a collective blackout?

The old academician's breathing suddenly became rapid. He seemed to see, through the gray figure of the wok tossing the food, a scientific treasure trove that had never been set foot in by humankind.

"Incredible—it's a miracle!"

"This is more than just cognitive interference—it's a key to unlocking a whole new world!"

The elderly academician, his hands trembling, addressed the group of scientists who had just regained consciousness: "Gentlemen! In the past century, we have conquered the atom and deciphered the gene, but in the realm of consciousness, we are still like children picking up seashells on the shore, facing a deep blue ocean we have never ventured into before!"

He pointed to the mice inside.

"But look at this! A carbon-based organism, without any external aids, is able to resonate with all of our brainwaves through a specific biological frequency, achieving a kind of collective thought manipulation similar to the Mandela Effect!"

"What does this mean?!"

The elderly academician took a deep breath and put forward a conjecture that was enough to shake the scientific community and was about to change the course of human evolution: "This means that the spirit is not just an ethereal state, but it is very likely to be something real, observable, quantifiable, and even—"

The old academician lowered his voice, and there was even a hint of excitement in his words.

"It can even be controlled and strengthened by us, just like muscle training!"

"If we can decipher the mechanics of this creature and find out how this energy is generated—"

"We have found the second key to unlocking the treasure trove of the human body! Humanity will no longer be limited by physical strength, but will officially step into a new era of spiritual evolution!"

"Snapped!"

Lei Zhan looked at the old academician with burning eyes, and even unconsciously crushed the stainless steel bowl in his hand.

At this moment, the sense of shame in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by the sharpness and ruthlessness unique to a special forces king.

If the spatial ring he received a few days ago gave him a glimpse of limitless logistical possibilities...

Today, this mouse that can interfere with thought has given him hope of breaking through the limits of human potential.

"What the academician just said is very good; this is indeed an important key to evolution."

Lei Zhan nodded slightly.

"Space technology solves the problem of transporting objects."

"But the most vulnerable link in modern warfare is always people."

"Our tactical helmets can display thousands of battlefield data points per second, but the human brain simply cannot process them."

Even the most elite pilots can only focus on three core parameters during aerial combat.

Lei Zhan whirled around, his gaze sharp as he scanned everyone present: "But what just happened?"

"Without drugs or implanted chips, just a low-intensity mental wave resonance caused us, the most rigorously trained special forces soldiers and top scientists, to collectively experience cognitive errors."

"What if we use it the other way around?"