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

The bottom layer of the Nantianmen key is the place Lin Xiaoman least wants to touch.

There is no door in the real sense.

There was only a vast, endless white verification zone. Every time she passed through, she would hear the old Heavenly Court system ask her in a gentle voice: whether she wanted to return the entrance privileges, whether she wanted to accept the security trusteeship, and whether she was willing to allow the human world to reconnect to the correct order.

These words all sound very safe.

But Xiaoman already knew that the so-called safe custody ultimately meant locking people in a cold storage, writing the choices into an appendix, and turning her brother into a system function.

Therefore, after Chapter 99, she only remained an observer and no longer delved into the lower levels.

Now, Zhu Rongtai has burned the fire seal there.

Xu Wangshu's first reaction was to refuse.

"We can't let Xiaoman go down."

Lin Xiaoman immediately said, "I can just listen in."

"Even those who attend the hearings at the grassroots level will be identified by Nantianmen in reverse."

"But if we don't look at it, we'll lose the coordinates of the fire seed."

The main control room was once again caught in a dilemma.

Wen Qingyue's channel had been quiet for a long time, and then suddenly interrupted.

[It is recommended that Lin Xiaoman be replaced by the Tianheng Old Dream Network simulator for the dive.]

Qin Lan frowned: "She's here again."

This time, however, Wen Zhaolin did not immediately deny it.

He said in a low voice, "Tianheng does have a simulator. Back then, in order to find the interface to the South Heavenly Gate, they created a dream-like environment."

Lin Jibai's voice turned cold.

"Using my sister as a template?"

Wen Zhaolin did not dodge.

"Yes."

The flashlight in the toolbox suddenly lit up.

Lu Chengong instinctively straightened up, and the broken bow fragments also trembled.

Wen Zhaolin continued, "That simulator was incomplete; your father later added a manual brake. Without Lin Xiaoman's authorization, it can only run for thirty seconds."

Xu Wangshu stared at him.

"You're only telling me now?"

"I wasn't sure if it would still work," Wen Zhaolin said in a hoarse voice. "Besides, that thing isn't clean. It was originally a product of Tianheng's attempt to replicate the Xiaoman Dream interface."

Lin Xiaoman suddenly asked, "If I authorize it, can it block one identification for me?"

Lin Jibai immediately objected: "No way."

"elder brother."

"no."

"You just said that the rules of the world aren't a multiple-choice question."

Lin Jibai choked.

Xiaoman looked at the toolbox, her eyes a little red, but she didn't back down.

"I'm not giving myself away. I'm authorizing 30 seconds, reserving the right to terminate. Sister Xu, record this, Aunt Qin Lan, execute the cutoff. Brother, please confirm that the simulator doesn't cross the line."

She paused.

"I am no longer an outlier."

This sentence silenced the main control room.

Lin Jibai remained silent for a long time.

Finally, his voice rang out softly.

"Add one clause before granting authorization."

"What?"

"If the simulator tries to copy your choices, just smash it."

Lu Chen raised an eyebrow: "Smash where?"

Lin Jibai said, "Physical smashing."

Qin Lan nodded: "Okay."

The Tianheng Old Dream Network simulator was connected to the isolation chamber. It was a silver-gray device with the old Tianheng logo on its casing, resembling a metal beast with its eyes closed.

Wen Zhaolin personally entered the 30-second manual brake code left by his father.

Lin Xiaoman pressed the authorization button.

[Authorized by: Lin Xiaoman, observer of the Human Dream Network.]

[Authorized Scope: Observation of underlying firemarks.]

[Authorization time: 30 seconds.]

[My right to suspend: Reserved.]

The emulator starts.

A white verification area appears on the screen.

The Fire Seal hangs at the bottom of the key at the South Heavenly Gate, like a small sun.

But at the nineteenth second, the emulator suddenly displayed a new prompt.

A more optimized path with better permissions has been detected.

[Should the observer's online identity be copied?]

Lin Xiaoman's face turned pale.

Qin Lan's hand was already on the cut-off button.

Lin Jibai's one-handed projection suddenly appeared, and he grabbed the repair hammer on the table.

boom!

The glass of the isolation chamber cracked.

He dented the simulator's casing with a single hammer blow.

After the Tianheng Old Dream Network simulator was started in the isolation pod, Wen Zhaolin's complexion remained very poor.

That device was not just an old tool to him, but also old evidence of wrongdoing. It represented how Tianheng had dissected a girl's dream into interfaces, data, and replicable paths, then packaged it all up in a beautiful security report. Back then, he may not have personally given orders for every single detail, but he sat in the final signing position.

Lin Xiaoman did not look at him.

She stared at the white verification area on the screen, trying to keep her breathing steady. She knew her brother was angry, and she knew Xu Wangshu and Qin Lan had the power to cut off communication. But the one who actually pressed the authorization button was herself.

This is very important.

If she is forever prevented from taking any risks related to herself because she was once used as a case study, then the "human dream network eavesdropper" will become another kind of glass cabinet.

At the tenth second, the old voice of Nantianmen came from the white verification area.

[Bystanders can be upgraded to entry proxies.]

Lin Xiaoman did not answer.

At the fifteenth second, the voice started sounding like Lin Wangchuan again.

[Xiaoman, open the door.]

Her fingers trembled slightly.

My heartbeat in the toolbox suddenly went awry.

But Lin Xiaoman bit her lip, refusing to expand the scope of the authorization.

"I'll listen in," she said softly. "I won't open the door."

This sentence was recorded in the DreamNet boundary.

It was precisely because of this sentence that the simulator revealed its true intention at the nineteenth second.

It was not induced out of control by the Fire Mark.

It originally intended to replicate her choice.

The moment Lin Jibai slammed down the repair hammer, a piece of the edge of the single-handed projection chipped off. The toolbox casing emitted a piercing electrical crackling sound, and the stability of the identity boundary dropped from 64% to 62%.

Lin Xiaoman was so frightened that she stood up.

"elder brother!"

"It's nothing." Lin Jibai's voice was noticeably weak. "Smashing things can be considered hand rehabilitation."

Xu Wangshu looked very unwell.

"This is not rehabilitation, it's overstepping the boundaries."

"It's related to my right to suspend it." Lin Jibai forced himself to find a reason.

"I will record this as a high-risk intervention."

"Could you write it in a nicer way?"

"cannot."

This conversation eased Lin Xiaoman's anxiety slightly. But seeing the stability level drop, she still bit her lip. Every time her brother pulled her back from the edge of the system, it wasn't without cost. In the past, she only felt protected; now she finally understood that protection also needed to be recorded, verified, and ultimately stopped.

So she added a sentence on her own initiative.

"This time I was considered to have triggered the risk of being a guest in the hearing, and I will undergo observation and cooling-off period afterwards."

Lin Jibai immediately wanted to object.

Xu Wangshu spoke first: "I accept it, but observation is not the same as punishment."

When Wen Zhaolin saw the simulator dented, his first reaction wasn't heartache for the equipment, but rather a sigh of relief. That machine had once been seen as a breakthrough point by Tianheng, but now Lin Jibai had brought it to a standstill with a single blow, as if putting a long-overdue brake on an old mistake. He muttered, "It deserved to be smashed." No one responded, but no one objected either.

Lin Jibai remained silent. He knew that while his hammer blow had saved Xiaoman's choice, it had also damaged the newly restored projection privileges once again. But if given the chance again, he would still strike. The only difference would be that next time he would have Xu Wangshu clearly state the consequences beforehand.

Xu Wangshu glanced at him, but did not expose him. Instead, she added "confirm the physical termination tool in advance next time" to the new process.

The notification disappeared.

The fire seal finally unfolded before the thirty seconds were up.

There is only one sentence inside.

The flame of revolution is no longer on the Zhurong Terrace.