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The Thirty-Third Heaven, the Tushita Palace.

The Six Ding Divine Fire in the alchemy furnace was still tirelessly licking the furnace wall, but the Dao Ancestor, who should have been in control of the fire, was now like a novice student, holding a virtual PDF file and reading it with great interest.

At this moment, Lao Tzu's eyes, which seemed to see through everything in the world, reflected a dense array of chemical bonds and molecular structure diagrams.

"Wonderful... truly wonderful beyond words."

Laozi unknowingly broke off three of his whiskers, his fingertips gently tracing patterns in the air, mimicking the structure of water molecules.

"I originally thought that alchemy was about refining the essence of plants into elixir energy, but I never imagined that it was actually these tiny atoms separating and combining."

"These mortal Daoist scriptures on the investigation of things, though lacking the support of spiritual energy, directly point to the origin of matter. This is not some strange skill or trick; it is clearly another path to enlightenment!"

Just as Lao Jun was immersed in the shock of having his worldview overturned, a friend named "Newcomer reporting in, seeking protection" sent him a private message.

Chen Xi: [Daoist Ancestor, I have recently become quite interested in the art of talismans. I wonder if you could offer some guidance? Especially the kind of method that can inscribe complex divine logic into tiny pieces of jade, making them operate automatically.]

Lao Jun glanced at it and a smile appeared on his face.

In a great mood, he didn't put on his usual aloof and unfathomable air.

Laozi: [Young friend, you certainly have a big heart. Talismans are manifestations of the laws of Heaven, requiring immense immortal power to invoke them.]

Laozi: [Although you have established your foundation and possess some true essence, attempting to draw talismans out of thin air and manipulate the rules is like an ant trying to shake a tree; it is premature.]

Inside Base 001, Chen Xi looked at the reply on the screen, and his heart sank slightly.

Is this path blocked?

If even the Dao Ancestor says it won't work, then wouldn't this so-called "overtaking on a curve" become a joke?

Before he could figure out how to reply, another line of text popped up on the screen.

Laozi: [However, what you said about engraving divine thoughts into jade reminds this old Daoist of a little trinket from his early days—a photographic stone.]

Chen Xi's gaze suddenly sharpened.

A recording stone? Isn't that a prop used for recording in fantasy novels?

Lao Tzu: [The principle behind this is quite rudimentary; it does not invoke the rules of heaven and earth, but rather uses divine thought as a pen to probe into the interior of a special type of jade.]

Lao Tzu: [Through the subtle manipulation of divine thought, the arrangement of the particles inside the jade was forcibly altered, solidifying it, thereby recording the images and sounds of that moment.]

Lao Tzu: [This is like you mortals writing on sand; the wind will blow it away. But this method of preserving images carves the words into stone, where they will remain for ten thousand years.]

Laozi: [This method, aside from storing memories, has no killing power whatsoever; it's a second-rate technique, and I stopped using it long ago.]

A thunderbolt seemed to explode in Chen Xi's mind.

Can divine thought be used as a pen?

Change the arrangement of particles?

Solidified information?

This is not some low-level trick!

This is clearly the most advanced atomic-level engraving technology!

What is the essence of a lithography machine?

It uses light as a knife to carve circuits on silicon wafers.

The method of image retention mentioned by the Dao Ancestor involves using divine thought as a knife to directly arrange atoms inside the jade!

This is a dimensional reduction attack!

This skips the photolithography step and enters the realm of divine engraving!

Chen Xi's fingers began to tremble violently. He took a deep breath, suppressed the pounding of his heart, and typed rapidly.

Chen Xi: [Dao Ancestor! This junior is extremely interested in this trivial technique! Would you be so kind as to enlighten me? This junior would be willing to offer you... an advanced version of the *Daoist Canon of Investigation of Things*!]

Inside the Tushita Palace, Laozi's eyes lit up.

If junior high school chemistry is already so sophisticated, then wouldn't high school chemistry be pointing straight to the core of the universe?

Laozi: [Of course! Of course! Since you enjoy such trivial skills, young friend, this old Daoist will give them to you!]

[Congratulations! You have received a red envelope from Laozi: Basic Image-Recording Method Explained x1]

A flash of golden light.

A warm, white jade slip appeared out of thin air in Chen Xi's hand.

Before he could even reply with a word of thanks, he grabbed the jade slip and charged out of the office like a cheetah hunting its prey.

"Su Qingge! Su Qingge!"

Chen Xi's voice echoed in the corridor, carrying an almost hysterical ecstasy.

Inside the Genesis Laboratory.

Su Qingge was staring blankly at the broken lithography machine, holding a broken chip in her hand, her eyes as empty as a dry well.

"it's useless……"

She muttered to herself, "Without an EUV light source and high-precision lenses, even with the best theories, we can't build it..."

"Bang!"

The laboratory door was slammed open with tremendous force.

Chen Xi rushed in like a gust of wind, grabbed Su Qingge's shoulder, and stuffed the warm jade slip into her cold palm.

Forget about that damn light source!

Chen Xi stared into her eyes, which burned with a wildfire that could start a prairie fire.

"Look at this! The Dao Ancestor just sent it to me!"

Su Qingge felt a little dizzy from his shaking and subconsciously placed the jade slip into the holographic analysis platform.

"This is……"

As the data was analyzed, dynamic energy flow diagrams appeared on the holographic screen.

At first, Su Qingge was full of confusion.

But just ten seconds later, the doubt turned into shock.

A minute later, the shock turned into a kind of fear and fervor as if they had witnessed a miracle.

"this……"

Su Qingge's voice trembled as she pointed to the golden line on the screen that represented divine will, watching how it effortlessly manipulated each atom, arranging them into a perfect array.

"This isn't some kind of photo-taking trick at all!"

She turned her head sharply, staring intently at Chen Xi, her fingernails digging deeply into her palms.

"This is atomic-level direct writing technology!"

"It doesn't need a photomask, photoresist, or developing and fixing!"

"It uses energy directly to edit at the very bottom layer of matter!"

"The Hand of God...this is the real Hand of God!"

Su Qingge was so excited that her whole body was trembling, but the light in her eyes dimmed the next second.

"But it doesn't work."

She slumped down, pointing at the golden line on the screen.

"This requires divine will, a high-intensity, controllable bio-spiritual energy."

"We are mortals, our brainwaves are too weak to drive this kind of technology. Even if we managed to drive it, it would be like trying to carve stone with cotton."

The laboratory was deathly silent.

Everyone looked at the technology that could save China's science and technology, yet remained out of reach, and felt a deep sense of despair.

"Who says we don't?"

A calm voice broke the silence.

Everyone turned around.

Chen Xi stood under the spotlight and slowly closed his eyes.

hum-

An invisible wave emanated from him and spread outwards.

That was the unique aura of a cultivator.

Although faint, it is real.

Chen Xi opened his eyes, and a glint of light flickered in them, like two cold stars.

"I am an outsider."

Chen Xi looked at Su Qingge, his smile gradually turning manic.

"I am the only person in this world who possesses divine consciousness."

Su Qingge was stunned.

She looked at Chen Xi as if he were a monster she had never seen before, or as if he were her only savior.

"You mean...?"

Su Qingge's throat was dry: "You want to use your own brain as the light source for the lithography machine?"

"No."

Chen Xi shook his head, walked to the scrapped lithography machine, and reached out to touch its cold body.

"Not a light source."

"I want to make that knife."

He turned around abruptly, his gaze sharp as he scanned all the top scientists present.

"Dr. Su, I need you to build me a machine."

"A machine that can amplify my divine thoughts billions of times and focus them into an indestructible beam of energy!"

"I've already thought of a name."

Chen Xi spoke each word slowly and deliberately, his voice like the clash of metal.

"Psionic Lithography Machine"