Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 215 The World of Heaven and Earth

The sophon orbiting Mars is suspected of being controlled by humans; based on chat data analysis, the probability of human involvement is over 60%.

Luo Qing frowned slightly as he looked at the message that had taken six hours to arrive.

Ding Yi came closer.

What did MOSS send you?

"Look," Luo Qing forwarded the message to Ding Yi.

Normally, Ding Yi should not be on the expeditionary fleet, and the Solar System Fleet would not allow humanity's most important physicist to be on the front line of the battlefield. If Ding Yi were to die unexpectedly, it would be a major loss for human scientists.

But Dingyi insisted on coming.

The reason for coming was also quite valid: "Once the Wallfacers leave, those Sophons will definitely fly back and lock down the technology again. I have solved all the key technical problems and want to see the giant rings of the dinosaurs. Nobody can stop me."

With Luo Qing, a Wallfacer, acting as guarantor, and Ding Yi also possessing innate-level strength, Fleet International had no choice but to put Ding Yi into the Paradox Engine.

"Could the manipulator behind the Sophon be human? Who?"

"What do you think?" Luo Qing asked in return.

"There is only one answer I can think of: the brain behind Project Ladder—Yun Tianming."

Luo Qing nodded, then sighed, "I deserve to die for letting a human fall into the hands of the Trisolarans."

"No, no, it's not that bad." Ding Yi quickly tried to make amends: "This is not your fault. The Staircase Project was implemented in the fourth year of the Crisis Era. At that time, you had just become a Wallfacer, and no one knew that you were a cultivator."

Luo Qing sighed, "I will find a way to get it back, I definitely will."

At this very moment, E Qing, who was flying towards the Trisolaran star system, suddenly sensed a resonance between his own will and that of his true self.

[Go intercept the Trisolaran fleet and rescue Yun Tianming. Be careful of your own safety. If you cannot defeat the Trisolaran fleet, then only rescue the person—the main body.]
E Qing: "..."

Fine, I'll listen to the original source.

No adjustment to its flight direction was needed; Evil Qing, the Trisolaran fleet, and the Trisolaran system were in a straight line, and the purple light it transformed into continued to fly towards the Trisolaran fleet.

Ding Yi, after all, was the technical advisor behind Project Ladder. He said to Luo Qing, "If Yun Tianming is really behind this sophon... then that would be interesting."

"Why do you say that?" Luo Qing asked.

"First of all, Yun Tianming was flying off course by at least a hundred astronomical units. The fact that the Trisolaran fleet was able to retrieve him shows that they were very interested in a human brain. They might even have resurrected Yun Tianming and rebuilt his body. The Trisolarans have this technology, after all, human gene editing technology was initially developed through the Trisolarans' gene technology."

"Secondly, being able to manipulate sophons is definitely not something an ordinary Trisolaran can do. Yun Tianming may have gained enough social status among the Trisolarans—which also fits the initial speculation of the Ladder Project: an opaque mind is likely to stir up a huge storm in the enemy's world."

"Thirdly, Yun Tianming is someone who has been abandoned by human civilization, especially by the person he loves—Wade told me about this, and it's related to his current assistant, Cheng Xin. This girl is doing inhuman things. Given this background, I suspect that Yun Tianming might not stand on the side of humanity."

Luo Qing said solemnly, "No matter which side he stands on, that is not a reason for him to be living abroad."

Ding Yi: "Where did you get this strange sense of morality from... Never mind, this is just my guess. Maybe MOSS made a mistake. The Trisolarans may have learned from humans so thoroughly that even MOSS can't tell the difference between the real and the fake. It might not really be Yun Tianming."

Luo Qing shook his head: "Old Ding, don't forget, the Trisolaran civilization was unaware of the existence of this sophon. This means that the sophon was created without the Trisolaran civilization's knowledge. Considering this factor, the probability that Yun Tianming actually exists is very high."

Ding Yi was stunned for a moment. "That makes sense. Then it's probably true. He has probably really been resurrected and was able to send out sophons on the back of the Trisolaran fleet... I never thought that the Stairway Project from two hundred years ago could have such a big impact today."

"Isn't this the reason why the tiered plan was approved?"

"That being said, it still feels strange to see that the plan from two hundred years ago actually worked. It's like trying something desperate and it actually worked. By the way, MOSS only chatted with Yun Tianming for a few minutes? Didn't they continue their conversation?"

“No more.” Luo Qing shook his head: “MOSS only suspected the human identity behind the Sophon. Before they could verify it, the Sophon flew away in terror. Apart from my divine sense, no human can sense the existence of the Sophon for the time being. Nobody knows where the Sophon flew to.”

“Then let’s not worry about it. No matter what, Yun Tianming is human. If he can really have a certain say in the Trisolaran fleet, it might be a good thing for humanity,” Ding Yi said.

"I hope so," Luo Qing sighed. Not long after the two finished talking, the commander-in-chief of this expedition floated over with two sealed Green Storm bottles with straws, giving one to Luo Qing and one to Ding Yi.

"Thank you," Ding Yi said politely.

Luo Qing began to suck on it, gulping it down.

"What are you two talking about?" Qian Mengjian asked.

"About Zhizi," Ding Yi said without elaborating.

"Didn't Zhizi already withdraw from the solar system?" Qian Mengjian asked again.

Ding Yi pointed at Luo Qing: "Comrade Fleet Commander, what Sophon fears is the Wallfacers, and now that we've brought the Wallfacers out, it's obvious what Sophon will do next. Fleet International and the United Government are prepared for Sophon to block human technology again—otherwise, why do you think I insisted on coming along?"

"Ah, it's my fault. I shouldn't have underestimated Tomoko, but—"

Qian Mengjian changed the subject: "Mr. Luo Qing, since you have the ability to destroy the Sophon, why don't you destroy all of them?"

Ding Yi explained to Luo Qing, who was focused on drinking herbal juice, "We can't catch up. Zhi Zi moves at approximately 99.999% of the speed of light. How can we catch something as small as this, which is practically the speed of light? Our Wallfacer hasn't even become a true immortal yet."

At this point, Ding Yi suddenly asked Luo Qing, "Old Luo, what would you be like if you became an immortal? The ordinary immortals in ancient mythology are not as strong as you."

Luo Qing stopped drinking the herbal juice, thought carefully for a moment, and then gave his answer: "I have never seen a real immortal. I have only seen one being in the Tribulation Transcending stage. That was our sect leader. My sect leader can move mountains and overturn seas. The cross-sectional area of ​​my hometown is equivalent to an astronomical unit. The mountains here may be larger than the Earth. According to the standard that the Tribulation Transcending stage is comparable to a planet, an immortal should at least be comparable to the sun, right?"

Ding Yi asked suspiciously, "This is the first time you've answered a question about your hometown since Zhi Zi disappeared. Isn't your hometown a structure similar to the universe?"

"No, it's a case of a round heaven and a square earth," Luo Qing explained briefly.

"A flat earth with a round heaven? A continent the size of the sun's orbit around the earth?! Wouldn't such a continent collapse into a planet under the influence of gravity?" Ding Yi exclaimed.

"That area isn't under Newton's jurisdiction, and its actual area might be much larger. How would I know if I, who never leaves my house, knew? Maybe its diameter is as big as the solar system."

"It's really ghostly... I'm so curious, you'd better take me to see it sometime."

"walk slowly."

“Take me with you too,” Qian Mengjian called out.

"walk slowly."

Luo Qing gave a perfunctory reply, since he couldn't go back anyway. But after giving the perfunctory reply, he pondered for a moment, then suddenly realized something and asked Qian Mengjian, "Commander Qian, weren't you just holding a combat meeting with the other 499 captains of the Stellar-class warships? Is it over?"

"It's over." Qian Mengjian nodded. "A captain from the Asian Fleet named Dongfang Yanxu proposed a preliminary combat plan. She suggested that a portion of the star-class warships accelerate to the maximum value of 2% of the speed of light [Advance III] and fly towards the Devouring Empire ahead of the main fleet, existing as the vanguard of the vanguard, in case the warship group is ambushed by the dinosaurs—after all, the nuclear fusion engines are like small suns when they're lit, and the Devouring Empire must have already completely spotted us with their eyes. Space is too dark, and we are too bright; this war is destined to be a completely transparent war."

"What do you think?"

"The fleet command also believes that relying on unmanned ships to clear the way is not feasible, and Dongfang Yanxu's suggestion has been adopted. We are now formulating a preliminary operation plan, and many warships have signed up to become the advance fleet. We need to carefully select these ships."

"I can serve as a member of the advance fleet," Luo Qing said eagerly.

"No, you should stay on the Paradox Engine, or go back to your personal vessel, the Luo Qing. Our commander knows the situation of these twelve advance fleet ships."

"Alright then." Luo Qing lazily floated up again. "Go, humans!"

"Well, keep it up, humans!" Qian Mengjian replied absentmindedly.

'How do we choose the roster for this advance fleet? The *Natural Selection*, as the tactical proposal ship, will definitely go. What about the other slots? Should we give one to the *Misthorn*, which belongs to the European fleet? If the *Misthorn* is given to the *Lexington*, should we give it to the *Lexington*? To balance the opinions of the three fleets, we need four ships each from Europe, Asia, and America… This is troublesome. I hate politics.'

Luo Qing and Ding Yi both stared at the troubled former NATO commander-in-chief, neither of them uttering a sound.

(End of this chapter)