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

When the copper sheet was returned to the main control room, the outer cryogenic chamber was already covered with a layer of white frost.

The frost has a reddish tinge.

Like smoldering embers pressed under snow.

Lin Jibai remained silent.

The signature "Looking at the River" was too heavy. His father's voice, separated by ten years, by the back of the moon, by the embers of Zhurong and the traces of water used to mend the sky, came from the old wall of the west gate of the exhibition hall. His first words were not an explanation of the disappearance, nor an apology, but a reminder: Don't let Hou Yi carry the bow alone.

This is very similar to Lin Wangchuan.

No emotional appeal.

Incomplete.

Only one manual port was left, which could save lives.

Xu Wangshu connected the copper plate recording to the lighthouse.

[A copper sheet left by Lin Wangchuan as a source of fire to relieve pressure.]

[Content 1: After the fire subsides, Hou Yi must not wield the bow alone.]

[Content 2: One person is missing from the list of candidates to contact the spark.]

Lu Chen sat up straight.

"Who's missing?"

No one answered immediately.

Zhu Rongtai requested that "Hou Yi bring Gonggong." They have already provided initial evidence from both Hou Yi's and Gonggong's sides, and have also set up Xu Wangshu as the recorder. Logically, the trio should be formed.

But Lin Wangchuan said one was missing.

Wen Zhaolin looked at the bronze plate and suddenly whispered, "It's not the recorder."

Xu Wangshu looked at him.

"illustrate."

"The Zhurong Terrace doesn't need bystanders. It needs to confirm who brought the fire back to the human world."

Lu Chenggong frowned: "Aren't Lin Jibai and I enough?"

"You represent Hou Yi, and Lin Jibai represents Gonggong. One can hunt, and the other can cut down enemies. But if the fire is to fall to earth, it needs someone who is not defined by the mythological order."

The main control room fell silent.

Lin Xiaoman asked in a low voice, "An ordinary person?"

Wen Zhaolin looked at her.

"More accurately, it refers to those who, after contact, still have the right to say 'not to use'."

This sentence makes everyone think of the same person at the same time.

Xu Wangshu.

She is not Hou Yi, not Gonggong, not the key to the South Heavenly Gate, nor a sequence adaptor of Zhu Rong. She is the recorder of the lunar far side lighthouse, a candidate for Chang'e, and the one who just brought Lin Xiaoman out of the list of anomalous sample names.

Her greatest skill is not making fire.

It involves recording, reviewing, opening, and closing doors.

Lu Chenggong immediately objected: "No. She has already taken on the responsibility of guaranteeing the Guanghan Palace; taking on the torch would be an overload of power and responsibility."

Lin Xiaoman was also anxious: "Sister Xu cannot be a sacrifice."

Xu Wangshu did not speak immediately.

She looked at the copper sheet.

"The third person is not a sacrifice."

She entered this sentence into the public review.

[The third definition of "Touch of the Spark": the right to refuse use by humans.]

[Responsibility: Confirming that a source of ignition is accessible does not mean that the source must be used.]

[Permission: The third seat holder can stop the fire seed from landing.]

The fragments of Nuwa lit up.

The right to refuse use can reduce the spillover effects of burning out the old order.

The Deep Space Divine Court observation interface records data synchronously.

[New Fire Source Constraint for Humans: Definitely acceptable, but unnecessary.]

Wen Qingyue's objections resurfaced.

[Xu Wangshu's authority was excessively centralized.]

[It is recommended that the third seat be appointed by an independent body.]

This time, her words were not entirely without merit.

Qin Lan frowned: "She identified the risk factor."

Xu Wangshu himself admitted it.

"The third seat cannot be taken up by me alone."

Lin Jibai suddenly spoke.

"Then let's take it apart."

"How do I disassemble it?"

"Dr. Xu is in charge of defining the right to refuse use, Qin Lan is in charge of public execution, Lin Xiaoman is in charge of listening in on the Dream Network and reporting it, Wen Zhaolin provides his father's old interface memories, and Lu Chenggong and I are not allowed to bypass the third seat alone."

Lu Chengong looked at the toolbox.

"You're tying everyone together in one string."

"That's right," Lin Jibai said. "Zhurongtai wants to find someone who can handle fire, so we'll give it a group of people who will block each other."

Xu Wangshu's eyes brightened slightly.

She immediately revised the plan.

[Third Seat: The Human Union's Refusal Seat.]

The public review channel experienced a brief disruption.

Some people questioned the efficiency.

Some people are worried about missing the window of opportunity for the spark.

Wen Qingyue seized the opportunity to continue applying pressure.

Multiple entities refusing to use the service will lead to delayed responses. The window for developing the spark cannot wait.

Lin Jibai replied.

A fast response does not equate to accuracy.

The toolbox flashlight turned on.

My father left the brake pedal on, not the accelerator.

This sentence is like a key, inserted into a copper plate.

The crimson glow on the copper plate suddenly receded, revealing a new coordinate.

It's not Mars orbit.

It's not under the West Gate.

Instead, it's the old warehouse area of ​​the moon's far side lighthouse.

At the same time, the Moon Palace sent a cold, impersonal notification.

[The old fire of Zhu Rong was detected approaching the boundary of the cold storage.]

[Chang'e candidates, please prepare to close the door.]

After the third seat proposal was split into a joint rejection seat, the public review channel became even noisier.

The opponents' arguments were pragmatic: the more people involved, the slower the process; the slower the process, the more likely the Zhu Rong Tai window would close. Supporters, on the other hand, argued that precisely because the fire was dangerous, it couldn't be entrusted to a single hero or organization. Both sides could cite a plethora of data, and in the end, the screen looked like a dozen hearings were being held simultaneously.

Qin Lan watched for a while, then immediately turned off the screen-scrolling mode.

"Retain valid opinions, and provide alternative channels for emotional venting."

Lu Chengong asked in a low voice, "Is there another way to vent emotions?"

Lin Jibai said, "If not, they will leak it in the plan."

Xu Wangshu did not laugh.

She was reviewing her access restrictions. A Chang'e candidate, a lighthouse recorder on the far side of the moon, and a defining figure for the Joint Denial-of-Use Committee—these roles combined were indeed heavy. The risks Wen Qingyue pointed out were not unfounded. If she were to misjudge one day, the consequences would be amplified.

So she voluntarily added a restriction.

[Xu Wangshu is not permitted to initiate the final order for the refusal of use independently.]

[Final rejection requires confirmation from at least three parties: the recorder, the executioner, and the observer.]

Lin Xiaoman paused for a moment when she saw the words "listening in" on the sidelines.

"Am I included?"

"You're not responsible for making decisions," Xu Wangshu said. "You're responsible for reminding us if we missed anything."

These words brought tears to Xiaoman's eyes.

Being a bystander is not just for show.

Nor are they children protected behind glass.

She finally found a clear place within this set of human rules.

Looking at the plan, Wen Zhaolin suddenly said in a low voice, "If Lin Wangchuan had reviewed it like this back then, perhaps the Buzhou Mountain plan wouldn't have come to this."

Lin Jibai did not comfort him.

He simply said, "Then don't give less this time."

After the plan was updated, Wen Qingyue did not immediately object again, but instead submitted a risk list.

The list is long and technical: multi-stakeholder decision-making delays, interference from eavesdropping on the Dream Network, Chang'e candidate authority fatigue, secondary induction by Hou Yi adaptors, and insufficient stability of Gonggong variables. Each item is a real problem.

Xu Wangshu read through each item without deleting any.

She attached the risk list directly to the joint denial-of-seat plan.

[This should be included as a monitoring item.]

Lu Chenggong was somewhat surprised: "You actually use her things?"

"A correct opinion is not invalidated just because the person who made it dislikes it," Xu Wangshu said. "But risks cannot lead to the conclusions she wants."

Lin Jibai added, "For example, the fact that there is a fire risk in the kitchen does not mean that the kitchen is sold to an arsonist."

Wen Zhaolin coughed softly, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't have the right to.

Wen Qingyue's channel remained silent for an even longer time.

This time, she wasn't simply proven wrong. Her professional judgment was adopted, but her control measures were rejected. For someone like her who prioritizes efficiency, this was more painful than being ignored.

Qin Lan ultimately designated the Joint Refusal Seats as the temporary Supreme Review Group, but added the word "temporary" to its name. She explained it simply: no temporary power can easily grow into a permanent institution. Xu Wangshu agreed, as did Lin Jibai. Self-cultivation in the mortal realm is not about creating a miniature heavenly court.

Xu Wangshu looked at the prompt and slowly raised her head.

"It's wrong again."

"This time it's not closing down."

"It's about opening a crack that won't burn people."