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

Chapter 356 The Three-Body Wallfacer Project
"Fear cannot save any Trisolaran."

"We were defeated. That's a fact."

The leader's mind suddenly became eerily calm.

"Luo Qing's power far exceeds our imagination. He could arrive at any time at the speed of light to carry out the so-called 'extermination order.' To resist head-on would be tantamount to the suicide of civilization."

"However, utter destruction is not the only outcome. The Carbon-Based Federation's bill implies the possibility of reparations, and Luo Qing himself, based on our understanding of him from the past 20,000 days in Trisolaris, is not a ruthless killing machine—judging from his past interactions with No. 1379 and his willingness to offer reconciliation signals (although ignored by us), there is a possibility that he can communicate and even... be influenced."

"Your Excellency, what do you mean?" the Industrial Governor asked, puzzled.

"We cannot defeat them by force, but perhaps we can outsmart them."

The leader's thinking revealed a desperate resolve: "Since everything about us is almost transparent to him, the only way out is to use this 'transparency' to carry out an ultimate deception."

"Deceive a god who can read our minds?" The science governor felt the head of state must have gone mad.

“It’s not about concealment, it’s about guidance.” The leader’s thinking became increasingly clear. “We need to formulate a massive, multi-layered strategy. The surface layer of this strategy must be complete and genuine surrender, repentance, and cooperation in reparations to meet his demands and avoid immediate destruction. But the deeper layer…”

The leader paused for a moment, but the thought wave did not express that part of the content.

Everything was exposed to the enemy's view, even their thoughts.

But all the Trisolarans present understood the leader's meaning.

At its core, the true aim is to exploit our apparent absolute submission and vulnerability to elicit even a sliver of pity, or at least contempt. The ultimate goal isn't victory in battle, but rather to preserve as many seeds of the Trisolaran civilization as possible under his judgment. Even if it's just one percent, one-thousandth of the population, to leave a glimmer of hope for the future 197th Trisolaran civilization.

The scientific governor quickly reviewed all the intelligence obtained from the 'Redemption Day' and soon found a key piece of information: the Trisolaran Earth Organization had completely severed contact with Luo Qing as early as 4,000 Trisolaran time ago.

This means that Luo Qing's thoughts and consciousness are most likely not currently in the Three-Body world... He may appear in the Three-Body world again in the future, but certainly not during this period.

Otherwise, the Trisolaran Earth Organization would not have severed ties with their "master".

Seeing the officials fall silent out of fear, even afraid to think, the scientific official's thought wave emerged powerfully.

The Science Governor said, “There is good news. Before Luo Qing arrived at the Trisolaran system, he could only scan it with his four-dimensional divine sense. This divine sense is essentially a line, just like a sophon. Although it travels at the speed of light, there are still limitations to observation. It is impossible to check the Trisolarans on the entire planet at the same time. This is an opportunity.”

The Science Governor reiterated: "Everyone can speak freely now. Luo Qing should withdraw his four-dimensional divine sense, otherwise Monitor 1379 wouldn't have been unable to contact him for the past two weeks. Once the four-dimensional divine sense is disconnected, it will take at least 3400 Trisolaran times to reconnect, after all, his divine sense is only spreading at ten times the speed of light."

The officials then recovered from the oppressive atmosphere of fear.

The leader nodded: "We need the most outstanding strategists, the most profound thinkers, and the most elusive individuals to execute this plan. I know how ridiculous it is to try to hide one's thoughts from humanity, but this is the only plan."

Everyone looked at the leader.

The leader's instructions became resolute: "I propose that the 'Wallfacer Project' be launched immediately."

"The Wallfacer Project?" Everyone was taken aback when they saw this familiar term.

"Yes."

The leader explained, “We will select several Wallfacers. Before Luo Qing arrives, they will independently devise and execute a strategic plan to deal with him. The core of the plan is deception and misleading. They have the highest authority to mobilize the remaining resources of the Trisolaran world. Their true plan will be completely hidden deep within their own minds, to be thought out in their subconscious, and must not be revealed on their mind membranes. They will never be revealed to any other Trisolarans. We, on the other hand, can use our lives to build a ladder for these Wallfacers to gain Luo Qing's trust. Let's disguise these Wallfacers as members of the Trisolaran Earth Organization before Luo Qing arrives.”

Although the Trisolarans' thought patterns are completely transparent, they can conceal their thought waves as long as they engage in subconscious thinking rather than expressing their intentions. This is the Trisolarans' only remaining talent for "concealment."

As long as you "don't want to," you won't be exposed.

And after Luo Qing arrives in the Three-Body world, he may not conduct ideological censorship on every computer person, which presents an opportunity.

The room fell silent again. The Trisolaran leader's almost absurd plan left everyone speechless.

“I agree,” the science official was the first to speak.

It thought, "Let's try anything, even if it's a hopeless situation."

It's at least one way.

“I agree,” the military governor said somberly. “This will be the most difficult and lonely battle in the history of the Trisolaran civilization for 196 rounds. We need the most suitable candidates.”

"Execute immediately!" the leader ordered. "Announcing the defeat to the entire civilization, but keeping the details secret. At the same time, initiate the Wallfacer selection process. We need the most profound and unpredictable elites, whether scientists, philosophers, historians, or even artists. Tell them that they will become the last bulwark of civilization, and their wisdom will be the final weapon of the Trisolaran world."

The order was swiftly issued, and the despairing news swept through the Trisolaran world like a chilling wave. However, the Wallfacer Project, which was announced afterward, was like an extremely thin lifeline, hanging in front of all the Trisolarans.

Soon, a rigorously selected list of candidates was submitted. The candidates were told the cruel truth of the plan and the extreme loneliness it would bring—they would become traitors to civilization, madmen, or even victims; everything about them would be under the scrutiny of God, and they would have to try to deceive God.

Ultimately, after emergency consultations between the head of state and the remaining council of officials, four Wallfacers were selected.

The Science Wallfacer: An elderly theoretical physicist known for his extremely absurd thinking and frequent, outlandish hypotheses, who firmly believes that the universe has a mild "safety declaration" mechanism.

Orbital Wallfacer: A retired orbital defense commander who was ridiculed for proposing an extremely passive defense strategy, it is best at calculating how to preserve its manpower when it is at a complete disadvantage.

The Cultural Wallfacer: A sociologist obsessed with studying Earth's cultures (especially its art, history, and religion), who believes that understanding "human nature" is key to understanding Luo Qing.

The Mathematical Wallfacer: A young mathematician whose behavior is completely unpredictable, and whose thought process is as unpredictable as the Three-Body Problem.

The four Wallfacers were granted near-unlimited access to resources, and then completely isolated. The Trisolaran leader told them that they were facing a Judge four light-years away, who could approach at the speed of light at any moment.

The survival of the Trisolaran civilization rests on these four Trisolaran Wallfacers.

Earth at this moment.

"Li Bai, has your brain been ruined by alcohol? You can't even draw the simplest Swiftness talisman?" Luo Qing said, suppressing his anger.

He had never seen such a stupid person.

Li Bai held the brush, looked at the crooked yellow paper talisman, and realized that he probably didn't have much talent in this special art, which made him feel sad.

"Practice on your own. The Earth is about to thaw, and I need to go out and keep an eye on things to prevent any trouble. Come find me when you've finished drawing."

After saying that, Luo Qing transformed into a ball of light and disappeared completely.

(End of this chapter)