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

Hou Yi arrived with Gonggong.

The fiery red ancient characters hung at the bottom of the main screen, like a piece of scorched iron, making everyone in the main control cabin quiet down.

The broken fragments of Lu Chen's bow were still vibrating.

It's not fear.

It was more like an instinctive reaction after a long separation. The fragment glowed little by little inside the stabilizing shield, and the three manual safety lights on the shield wall lit up simultaneously in yellow: self-confirmation, external verification, physical interruption.

The fiery red arrow shadow in Lin Xiaoman's dream network did not disappear. It hovered at the end of the white corridor, not shooting at her, nor at the South Heavenly Gate, but pointing at the desktop next to the toolbox that had just completed its projection test.

Lin Jibai's voice was even weaker than before.

"It knows how to pick its time."

Lu Chengong stared at the main screen and sneered, "You're quite good at picking people. I just pulled you out of the toolbox, and now you want to make you Gonggong."

Xu Wangshu did not engage in their verbal sparring.

She pushed all the monitoring windows to one side and opened the public review interface.

"First, define the problem. Zhu Rongtai's request to contact the candidates does not mean we are handing them over."

Qin Lan immediately nodded: "The Human Plan must retain three bottom lines: no physical transfer, no closure of the individual's right to suspend, and no allowing the Zhu Rong Platform to bypass the Human review and directly access the adaptee."

Wen Zhaolin sat in the corner, his face still pale, but he raised his head.

"Zhurongtai will not accept complete isolation."

Lu Chengong looked at him: "You know it now?"

Wen Zhaolin was not angry.

"Tianheng once analyzed the fragments of the Nine Suns. The logic of the Fire Seed System is not a cold storage, nor is it an archive of the old Heavenly Court. It first determines whether the newcomer is qualified to burn the old order."

Speak like a human.

"It will induce you to draw the bow to its fullest extent, and it will also induce Lin Jibai to acknowledge the Gonggong variable."

Although the temperature in the main control cabin had not changed, everyone felt a layer of heat against their skin.

Xu Wangshu looked at the toolbox.

"Lin Jibai, your current stability is 61%, which is not enough to handle a complete Gonggong contact."

"I know."

"Lu Chengong, your Houyi sequence insurance has just been established, you cannot directly carry the bow into the fire."

Lu Chenggong twitched the corner of his mouth: "It sounds like I already know that."

"So the plan isn't for two people to go on stage," Xu Wangshu said, "but for a three-person team to contact each other remotely."

She wrote three lines on the screen.

[Hou Yi's side: Lu Chen Bow, only broken bow fragments and his own confirmation are provided.]

[Gonggong's side: Lin Jibai, only provides the Heavenly Pillar Echo and confirmation of the right to suspend.]

[Recorded by: Xu Wangshu, who documented the entire contact process as a lighthouse recorder on the far side of the moon.]

Lin Xiaoman immediately raised her hand.

"And me?"

Xu Wangshu glanced at her.

"You were just eavesdropping on the online chat, but you didn't take the initiative to make contact."

Xiaoman retorted, "Even bystanders can see the arrows in advance."

"So you absolutely cannot be a target."

This statement was so harsh that Xiaoman pursed her lips but did not refute it.

As soon as the draft of the public review interface was generated, Wen Qingyue's objections jumped out.

【be opposed to.】

[Lin Jibai's current stability is insufficient, Lu Chengong poses a risk of being attracted by Hou Yi's fragments, and Xu Wangshu's dual role as custodian and recorder creates an overlap of responsibilities.]

[It is recommended that the Tianheng Residual Spark Contact Group take over the task.]

Lu Chenggong laughed out loud.

"Is her face made of heat-insulating material?"

Wen Zhaolin frowned as he looked at the line of text.

He knew Wen Qingyue wouldn't blindly claim credit. What she truly wanted was to transform the contact with Zhurongtai into a high-risk corporate technical task. Once successfully defined, the Tianheng remnants could regain access to the fire-seed link.

Xu Wangshu replied directly.

[The remaining Tianheng entity has no right to suspend operations.]

[Confirmed by the person who played Hou Yi.]

[The absence of the Gonggong variable is authorized by the author.]

The alternative solution is not valid.

Wen Qingyue quickly replied.

Individual rights should not supersede public safety.

Lin Jibai suddenly spoke.

"Then public safety shouldn't always be used as a pretext to sacrifice individuals."

The toolbox flashlight flickered briefly.

"Zhurongtai wants to make contact with the flame, not a list of those to be cremated."

This statement was simultaneously broadcast on the public channel.

After a brief silence, the fragments of Nuwa lit up.

[Confirmed: Defining humans as fuel can create new fissures.]

The Deep Space Divine Court observation interface also flashed briefly.

[Human Self-Cultivation Rules Updated: Contact with the spark does not equate to individual sacrifice.]

Wen Qingyue's channel paused for three seconds.

When he reappeared, his tone was still cold.

If remote contact fails, who bears responsibility for the loss of control of the fire source?

Xu Wangshu looked at the question and her fingers moved without hesitation.

Human beings share the responsibility.

However, anyone reserves the right to suspend the proceedings.

Qin Lan confirmed the addition of a cover.

Lu Chenggong pressed his fingerprint in the personal confirmation section.

In the toolbox, Lin Jibai used his newly restored one-handed projection permission to painstakingly click on the virtual signature.

The signature appears: Lin Jibai.

The stability rate jumped from 61% to 62%.

Very small.

But it acted like a nail, pinning the draft down.

The fiery red ancient characters on the main screen have finally changed.

Remote contact is possible.

[First, it was proven that Hou Yi did not hunt fire.]

The smile on Lu Chengong's face slowly disappeared.

Qin Lan instructed the technicians to project the public review channel onto the secondary screen. Within a minute, the list was overflowing with opinions from the aerospace system, the medical isolation team, and the lunar far-side beacon maintenance team. Some demanded the immediate rejection of Zhu Rongtai, others requested that Lu Chengong be sent into deep isolation, and still others suggested refreezing Lin Jibai into the toolbox core until the stability reached 80% before further discussion.

These opinions are not all bad.

Behind them lies real fear.

The Zhurong Platform is not a cold, impersonal warehouse system like the Guanghan Palace, nor is it a border alert system like the Northern Heavenly Gate Patrol Shadow. If the spark gets out of control, it may not burn a single sample cabinet, but rather communication links, orbital weapons, urban energy networks, and even all human facilities judged by the Old God system as "flammable old order".

Xu Wangshu did not mock any fear.

She only puts one principle at the top.

Fear cannot be a reason to transfer individuals.

Wen Qingyue quickly seized on this statement to retaliate.

Fear cannot be a reason to delay public action.

Upon hearing this, Lin Jibai's heart skipped a beat.

He knew perfectly well what Wen Qingyue was pushing for. She wasn't simply trying to seize power; she wanted to redefine the contact with the spark as a "public matter." Once that term was established, everyone's rights to self-confirmation, suspension, and refusal would be relegated to the background of efficiency.

"Then let public disposal be more humane," Lin Jibai said.

He asked Xu Wangshu to add another line below the three-person proposal.

[Any contact record must retain the name of the specific person responsible and must not be attributed to automatic system execution.]

As soon as this was announced, many nodes that supported centralized processing fell silent.

Because this means that no one can hide behind a grand facade and push Lu Chenggong and Lin Jibai to the forefront.

After reviewing the pinned terms, Qin Lan immediately incorporated them into the enforcement rules. All participating nodes must respond with their real names, and all automated scripts must be linked to a human reviewer. In this way, what Zhu Rongtai sees is not a series of cold procedures, but a network of human responsibility.

Inside the stabilizer, the broken bow fragments suddenly turned automatically, as if an invisible hand had drawn the bowstring for him.

In the dream network, the fiery red arrow disappeared at the end of the corridor.

It does not point to the Zhurong Terrace.

Instead, it was Lu Chen Gong's own heart.