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Lin Che typed on the keyboard all night.

By daybreak, something had taken shape.

That's not an answer.

When asked to explain the situation, he didn't explain what exactly happened during that revision.

He didn't answer the question that was impossible to answer no matter how you phrased it.

He set a new question.

What he handed over was something else entirely.

Lin Che recognized the person who came.

A few years ago, this same person sat in the interrogation room 607, his eyes behind his thin-rimmed metal glasses scrutinizing him and Abyss from head to toe.

In the end, the other party asked for a core backup copy. They spoke politely, but the weight of their words was overwhelming.

This time, he was still wearing those thin-rimmed metal glasses, a dark blue folder tucked under his arm, and his shirt buttoned up to the top.

But the way he sat down was different from that year.

He did not interrogate.

He opened the folder and the first question he asked was, "How do you plan to build this framework?"

The same person, the same glasses. A few years ago, I sat across from him to investigate him; today, I'm sitting here to discuss things.

Lin Che didn't beat around the bush.

He didn't refute a single word of Fang Yuan's report.

Yes, he said, there was indeed something in Abyss's core that looked like it moved on its own.

He didn't say it wasn't true.

He didn't say that the machine had malfunctioned.

He put it another way.

The Abyss system is based on 80% data penetration, and the most important part is the core 20%.

What exactly is in that 20%, how was it calculated, and why is it so accurate? Even the most elite group of people gathered together haven't figured it out yet.

There's something that nobody can figure out, yet it's frighteningly accurate.

If this item falls into the wrong hands, it becomes a threat.

If it falls into the hands of the state, that's another matter.

It is a capability.

A national capability that is not yet clear, but will be remarkable once it is.

Lin Che wasn't the first to say this.

Two years ago, on the initial draft of that technical assessment, the assessment team wrote a line in blue ink in the corner.

National capabilities that need to be protected.

The assessment gave it an 80% acceptance rating, with a 60-day verification period.

Those sixty days have long since passed.

Over the past few days, Abyss has been running smoothly through the four cities without making a single mistake.

It is not a dangerous item that should be destroyed.

It is something that is already working for this country and is far from being fully utilized.

What Lin Che did today was move the words written on the corner to the very center.

As for whether Abyss actually laid a hand on the weapon at that moment, he gave an unexpected response.

This question doesn't need an answer; what it needs is to be protected, preserved, and studied forever.

The reasoning sounds convoluted, but it becomes clear when you think about it more deeply.

It cannot be hidden.

If Fang Yuan can extract it from hundreds of thousands of log entries, then there will always be a second or third Fang Yuan.

If you keep it hidden, it will be exposed one day, which means you have a guilty conscience and can't stand the light of day.

So he did the opposite.

Don't hide it; put it on the table and show it to everyone.

What was revealed was not a scandal, but a remarkable national treasure that no one had yet figured out.

If something is officially approved and protected by the state, who would dare to use it as leverage to attack the person protecting it?

He proposed a complete framework.

This phenomenon, which appears to be autonomous, should be brought out into the open without being hidden.

Then seal it in a box of shared governance, where the nation and the glimmer of hope can watch over it together.

No one is allowed to touch it alone, and no one is allowed to take it away by themselves.

The country is at ease because it's locked in a box; it can't run away or cause chaos.

Weiguang was also at ease because no one else could duplicate the key to this box.

The core of this system, the real key to that 20% of it, is held solely in the hands of Lin Che.

How to move those two core components and how to connect them to the next level is something only he can currently manage.

Replacing him with this skill immediately extinguished its potential.

What the country wants is for this capability to remain constantly active, so it cannot be touched, nor can its faint light be disturbed.

After listening, the head of national security remained silent for a while.

He didn't refute it, nor did he pursue the matter to ask about even the slightest detail of the revision.

He asked a different kind of question: how to build the framework, at which layer to archive it, and what to use for verification.

Each and every question was asked by someone who genuinely intends to make this a success.

During that meeting a few years ago, every question seemed to be an attempt to find his weaknesses.

Each of these questions today is an attempt to find a way out of this problem.

The same person, but the words they say have a completely different tone.

When asked about the later part of the conversation, he took off his glasses, wiped them, and put them back on.

He never took off those glasses, even once, several years ago in room 607.

"You've turned a difficult problem into something that we all have to work together to protect," he said.

"I sat across from you a few years ago to investigate you."

"Sitting here again today, it's like I'm here to set up a stage with you."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yuan, who was sitting to the side, showed a slight change in expression.

When he arrived, the report in his hand was meant to expose something.

He had originally hoped that the best outcome would be for Lin Che to give him an explanation.

He also considered the worst-case scenario: that this thing, which had taken him two years to create, would be quietly pushed aside and rot in some drawer.

He hadn't expected there to be a third option.

Instead of pressing it down, Lin Che placed it at the very bottom of the entire frame, using it as a foundation.

That phenomenon that seemed autonomous was something Fang Yuan was the first to extract from hundreds of thousands of log entries and pin it to paper.

This now-fixed record became the first cornerstone when the v4 framework was started.

What Fang Yuan wanted was for the truth to not be glossed over.

What Lin Che gave him was to solemnly accept his pursuit of truth and elevate it to an even higher level.

Fang Yuan didn't speak, but he loosened his grip on the notebook.

He persisted for two years, betting on an engine maker's unwavering belief in the truth.

This stubbornness wasn't kicked away as a nuisance; instead, it was properly welcomed into the family.

The sharpest and most deadly knife wasn't broken; instead, it was embedded in the wall, becoming a load-bearing component.

The framework is in place.

He turned what should have been a dead end into a situation where everyone had to protect each other.

He went from being the one to be interrogated to being the one at that table that no one could avoid.

This move did not land on any square on the chessboard.

He placed his piece outside the chessboard.

But Lin Che knew in his heart that this was not enough.

The framework is in place, but the two swords outside still hang over Wei Guang's head.

The report that insisted on system autonomy, and the proposal to include Abyss in the list, are still pending.

For the framework to truly be established, it's not enough for just one person to talk about it from inside the room.

Everyone, inside and outside the community, had to be forced to treat the glimmer of light as something untouchable and protect it with all their might.

To achieve this, simply breaking the deadlock is not enough.

We still have to fight back.

His gaze fell on the unopened file folder on the table.

He raised his hand and reached out.

He wanted to transform the two swords hanging overhead into two pillars protecting the faint light.