I Cultivate Immortality in the World of Cthulhu

Shen Yuan was a scholar of both cognitive science and psychiatry. When he woke up after transmigrating to another world, he discovered that he had been handed the wrong script.

Other people cultivate immortality by breathing in spiritual energy, comprehending the Dao, and ascending.

Shen Yuan cultivates immortality by containing contamination and fighting madness.

Here, spiritual energy is a toxic stream of information, and cultivation is the high-risk act of receiving it. At the end of the road to ascension, no immortal realm awaits, only indescribable Old Gods and eternal madness.

When the sect leader transforms into a mass of flesh, and his fellow disciples twist into monsters amid their muttering, Shen Yuan quietly pulls out his Handbook of Anomalous Phenomena and his homemade "Mental Stability Formation."

While others draw talismans, he writes Maxwell's equations. While others chant spells, he plays Bach's fugues. The mountain-protecting formation is collapsing? No problem. A "logic patch" based on classical physics will keep it running.

The elder in charge of discipline considers him a heretic, yet has no choice but to work with him on the Sect Survival Guide. A genius sword cultivator sees him as salvation, and can only find peace within the "cognitive shackles" he constructs from mathematical melodies.

But as Shen Yuan gradually uncovers the truth about the world, he discovers that this so-called immortal cultivation civilization is actually a "firewall System" built by ancient sages, and it is on the verge of collapse. Now he faces a final choice:

Should he go with the flow, earn a place in a "safe process," and ascend to the "quarantine zone"? Or face the sleeping Great Old Ones and carve out a path to survival for humanity with science, logic, and Chinese folk traditions, rewriting the Heavenly Dao operating System for humankind?