Don't go to the moon, there are gods on the far side of the moon.

For Lin Jibai's first ground projection test, he was assigned to sit at the most ordinary table in the main control cabin.

There is no altar.

There was no ceremony.

There was only an old toolbox, a fragment of the Nuwa Mending the Sky Bureau, a map of the moon, three layers of insurance agreements, and patching tape that Xu Wangshu had personally stuck on the edge of the table.

Lu Chenggong looked at it for a long time and commented: "Very safe despite its shabby appearance."

Lin Jibai said, "I like this assessment."

Xu Wangshu ignored them.

She is finalizing the test boundaries.

This test could have been postponed.

According to the most conservative plan, Lin Jibai should continue to stabilize for twelve hours, wait for the Nuwa fragments to complete the second round of patching assessment, wait for the Guanghan Palace to confirm that the Xiaoman cooling layer has no fluctuations, and wait for the Lu Chen Bow's manual safety to complete three simulations.

However, the signs of the fire have reappeared on the Zhu Rong Terrace.

The spark won't wait for them to stamp every document.

Xu Wangshu disliked taking risks.

But she knew even more clearly that Lin Jibai couldn't forever remain just a toolbox in the next battle. If Gonggong was to face Zhurongtai, he at least had to prove that he could still interact with humanity in a human way.

Therefore, the test was compressed to ten seconds.

Ten seconds is dangerous enough.

It is precious enough.

[Projection range: 30 centimeters from the desktop.]

Duration: 10 seconds.

[Permitted action: Touch with one hand.]

[Prohibited actions: Accessing external systems, reading deep space signals, interfering with the lighthouse core.]

[My right to suspend: Reserved.]

Qin Lan is in charge of external monitoring.

Lin Xiaoman sat in the listening seat of Mengwang, wearing a cooling ring. Her face was still a little pale, but her eyes were much more steady than in Chapter 98.

Lu Chengong stood beside the broken bow stabilizer, with the newly installed manual safety mechanism at his side.

Wen Zhaolin sat further away, rewriting from memory the security review he had been escorted out.

He wrote very slowly.

Some details have become blurred.

But he didn't stop.

Part of self-cultivation in this world is acknowledging what you've forgotten and then gradually making up for it.

Xu Wangshu looked at the toolbox.

"Are you ready?"

Lin Jibai remained silent for two seconds.

"I'm a little nervous."

Lin Xiaoman immediately said, "Brother, you were nervous the first time you peeled an apple for me, and it looked like it had been chewed by a dog."

Lu Chenggong chimed in, "You ate it from a steamed bun?"

"Shut up," Lin Jibai said.

The atmosphere relaxed a bit.

Xu Wangshu pressed the start button.

The blue light from the fragments of Nuwa, like extremely fine needle thread, pierced through the cracks in the toolbox's outer shell. A small patch of moon-white projection unfolded from the lunar map, and the three-anchor structure of the Human Testimony Network slowly lit up.

The heartbeat in the toolbox became clear.

thump.

thump.

A blurry light first appeared on the table.

Then comes the outline.

wrist.

Back of hand.

finger.

The hand was incomplete; the edges looked as if they had been gnawed by signal snowflakes, and a faint blue light emanated from the knuckles.

But it is indeed a hand.

Lin Xiaoman covered her mouth, and tears welled up instantly.

Xu Wangshu stared at the monitoring numbers, her voice strained.

"Lin Jibai, confirm the action."

The hand slowly rose.

Somewhat clumsy.

Like someone who has been away from the world for too long, relearning how to touch the desktop.

It first encountered the suture tape.

We've encountered the edge of the lunar map again.

Finally, it stopped next to Lin Xiaoman's father's employee badge on the table.

Lin Jibai's voice came from the toolbox, very softly.

"I can feel it."

Lin Xiaoman laughed through her tears.

"What do you feel?"

The table is a bit cold.

This sentence is too ordinary.

So ordinary that several people in the main control cabin had tears in their eyes.

Because along the way they fought against the South Heavenly Gate, the North Heavenly Gate, the Deep Space Divine Court, the embers of Zhu Rong, and the cold storage of the Guanghan Palace, what they were fighting for was actually this kind of ordinariness.

You can touch a cool table.

I can remember a dog named Doubao.

They can decide for themselves whether or not to open the door.

Being able to say no when the system requires archiving.

The ten-second countdown has ended.

Xu Wangshu prepared to stop the projection.

But at the very last second, Lin Jibai's unsteady hand suddenly moved.

He did not cross the line.

There is no connection to external systems.

With just her fingertips, she gently pushed her father's name tag towards Lin Xiaoman.

"Here you go."

The projection disappeared.

The toolbox casing fell silent.

Monthly chart hint.

Low-risk ground projection test completed.

[Identity boundary stability: 61%]

[My right to suspend [the contract] was not triggered.]

No pollution spread.

A suppressed cheer finally broke out in the main control room.

Qin Lan closed her eyes briefly.

Lu Chengong leaned back in his chair and said in a low voice, "It's alright, I didn't damage the table."

Lin Jibai gave a weak laugh.

"Thank you for such high standards."

Xu Wangshu did not laugh.

She stared at the number 61% for a long time before whispering, "Welcome back, part of it."

The flashlight in the toolbox lit up softly.

"Dr. Xu, this sounds like an acceptance report?"

"That's how it is."

"Can you give me an excellent grade?"

"Temporarily approved."

Lin Xiaoman hugged her employee badge and finally burst out laughing.

Before the laughter subsided, the main screen suddenly went dark.

It's not an alarm.

This reduces all deep-space background noise once again.

This time, it's not just a reduction of one order.

The moon's far-side lighthouse, the shadow of the Northern Heavenly Gate patrolling, fragments of Nuwa, the cold storage of the Guanghan Palace, and the broken bow's stabilizing shield all simultaneously appear with a faint red light in the same direction.

Mars.

Qin Lan immediately sat up straight.

"Report."

The technician's voice was strained.

"The Zhurong Terrace has been re-developed."

"Location?"

"It's not the surface of Mars."

On the main screen, a very faint reddish ring appears outside Mars' orbit.

The ring-shaped image resembled an inverted furnace, or a giant eye slowly opening from its invisible state.

The Deep Space Divine Court has sent in new observation records.

[The night before the spark development ended.]

The edge of the Zhurong Terrace has been opened.

[Please submit a list of candidates for contact with the Fire Seed.]

The broken fragments of Lu Chen's bow trembled slightly.

A fiery red arrow appeared in Lin Xiaoman's dream net.

Even the heartbeat in the toolbox missed a beat.

Xu Wangshu looked at the line of words and her expression calmed down.

Humanity has just pulled Lin Jibai back to 61%.

Deep Space then presented the next challenge.

Who will touch the fire?

This time, Zhu Rongtai seems to have given its own answer.

At the bottom of the main screen, a line of bright red ancient characters appears.

Hou Yi arrived with Gonggong.