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

Wen Qingyue also saw the footage. She didn't say anything, but simply handed over the evacuation authority for the building entirely to the on-site safety officer. That was the first time she didn't try to override her on-site judgment with higher-level orders.

Xiaoman looked at the footage from the stairwell and whispered, "They're also looking at people." Not at the sky, not at the door, but using the lowest light to see who else was under their feet. Xu Wangshu noted this down in the temporary report as supplementary evidence for changing the direction of the commemorative livestream. Many rules aren't conceived, but rather things people do right in a moment of panic.

The evacuation outside the control room wasn't over yet. Someone fell in the stairwell, and instead of stepping on him, the people behind him turned their phone lights down to the lowest setting and helped him down. Qin Lan categorized this as part of the "Tianheng Personnel Self-Rescue Record." Xu Wangshu understood that the boundary wasn't issued unilaterally from the main control cabin; those who hadn't agreed to submit their documents were also dismantling their own ropes.

Wen Qingyue did not back down.

This wasn't courage; it was more like an instinct born of frozen in place. The eyes in the black frost stopped at her feet, as thin as a layer of icy shadow, yet they caused the temperature in the entire Tianheng headquarters to drop simultaneously.

[Close-range verification begins.]

The cold white record appeared on the control room floor.

[Target: Wen Qingyue.]

[Related: Successor of the founding layer of Tianheng.]

[Intent: To request external observation of the celestial balance.]

Xu Wangshu immediately took over the call.

"Wen Qingyue, do not explain your motives. Just confirm your own boundaries."

Wen Qingyue's eyes flickered.

"Personal boundaries?"

"You are you, not Tianheng, not order, not your father's mistake, nor the employee file."

Wen Zhaolin turned pale upon hearing the word "father".

Wen Qingyue smiled briefly.

It's too late to talk about this now.

The eyes within the black frost opened slightly.

The screens on all four glass walls of the control room lit up simultaneously.

That wasn't surveillance, but a record of Wen Qingyue from childhood to adulthood: she stood backstage at the Tianheng press conference, watching Wen Zhaolin talk about the Earth-Moon Ladder; she entered the sample database at sixteen and signed a confidentiality agreement for the first time; she took over the Adaptor Project at twenty and saw a failure written as an "unusable asset"; at twenty-eight, she opposed Wen Zhaolin's radical plan at the board meeting, but did not disclose those illegally sealed files; she closed some files last night and turned on the Shouheng lamp today.

Every scene was brilliant.

Observing from outside the shell does not judge good or evil.

It simply lays out all the intentions that the system has illuminated.

[The objects' long-term participation in the order exhibits a structured nature.]

Wen Qingyue's lips lost their color.

Wen Zhaolin whispered, "Qingyue..."

She suddenly interrupted sharply: "Don't call me."

These three words contain so much accumulated over the years.

"Now you'll admit your mistakes, you'll retract your statements, and you'll say that humanity shouldn't be represented. But when I took over, Tianheng was already riddled with doors you left behind. The Sample Department was a door, the Solar Sail was a door, the Adaptor Protocol was a door, and the Lightless Library was also a door."

Wen Zhaolin remained silent.

"I've blocked it before." Wen Qingyue's voice trembled, but she still forced herself to stay composed. "I blocked one door, and you opened another. The old Heavenly Court came, the Northern Heavenly Gate came, the Nine Suns came. The Human Review Committee said they wouldn't hand over the case, but every time something went wrong, someone still had to step forward and pay the price."

She looked at the toolbox.

"Isn't Lin Jibai one?"

The toolbox is quiet.

Xu Wangshu's voice turned cold.

"So you've decided to find a perspective that looks at us from a farther distance?"

Wen Qingyue did not answer.

Because the answer is already in the black frost on the ground.

She feared things would get out of control, so she requested to be observed. She despised Wen Zhaolin's grand order, yet she replicated the same logic: since people couldn't trust each other, she would leave it to something higher.

The external recording continues to depress.

The subject acknowledges that internal verification is impossible.

[Proximity verification will be extended to related structures.]

"No," Qin Lan said immediately. "Close-range verification cannot be extended."

The associated structure has been opened by the object.

Black frost began to spread across the cracks in the control room door, reaching the data layer of Tianheng headquarters.

Xu Wangshu quickly deduced: "It intends to expand from Wen Qingyue back to Tianheng."

Lu Chengong forced himself to stand up.

"I'm going to shoot that eye."

"You can't shoot it," Xu Wangshu said. "It's not a physical entity. Close-range verification is a relationship."

Xiaoman suddenly said, "Then let's break off the relationship."

Everyone looked at her.

She didn't answer the DreamNet call, but kept her eyes fixed on Wen Qingyue.

"Wen Qingyue, didn't you say that someone always has to pay the price? Well, don't be the doorman or the price now. Be the one who pays the price."

Wen Qingyue was stunned.

Xiaoman continued, "My brother was almost written as evidence before, but we pulled him back as a human being. You're in the same boat now. You can't use yourself to redeem Tianheng, nor can you use Tianheng to prove you're right."

The toolbox flashlight lit up briefly.

There has been progress.

Xiaoman's eyes reddened: "Shut up, save electricity."

No one laughed in the main control room.

Because after those words were spoken, the black frost in front of Wen Qingyue's feet really stopped for a moment.

Xu Wangshu seized the opportunity: "Establish a personal record."

Qin Lan immediately initiated a public review.

"Wen Qingyue, confirm your current identity."

Wen Qingyue's throat moved.

"Tianheng's acting executor".

"No," Xu Wangshu interrupted, "that's a job title. My current status."

Wen Qingyue remained silent.

The eyes in the black frost opened a little more.

Wen Zhaolin suddenly spoke, his voice very low.

"Wen Qingyue, female, 32 years old. As a child, she was afraid of the dark and insisted on leaving the corridor light on all night. When she was 13, she completely ruined my press conference script because she thought 'conquering the moon' was too stupid. She left home at 18, saying she didn't want to inherit Tianheng. She came back at 24 because there was an accident in the sample department, and she didn't want those people to have their records erased by the board of directors."

Wen Qingyue suddenly looked at him.

"You remember?"

Wen Zhaolin smiled bitterly.

"I just didn't say it. It's not that I don't remember."

Xu Wangshu recorded this incident in his personal history, but did not allow it to become a reconciliation between father and daughter.

Lu Chenggong added, "Wen Qingyue almost made me furious just now, which means she's quite annoying."

The toolbox light comes on.

[Wen Qingyue, the lighting is terrible.]

Xiaoman added, "But the employee authorization process was completed very quickly just now."

Old Zhou also sent a message remotely: "Tianheng's reimbursement system was changed after she took office, at least it's more human-like than before."

The detailed records are compiled without whitewashing her or confining her to the identity of the person who submitted the report.

Wen Qingyue stood before the black frost, her eyes finally reddening.

She took a deep breath.

"I am Wen Qingyue."

"I confirm that I mistakenly requested external observation of Tianheng."

"This error does not represent Tianheng employees, nor does it represent the human world, nor does it represent any unconfirmed individual."

"I refuse to use myself as an extended access point for external close-range verification."

Qin Lan stamped the seal.

[My boundaries have been confirmed.]

Xu Wangshu added.

Errors can be logged, but relationships cannot be extended.

The eyes remained still in the black frost.

The cold white record faded away line by line.

[Extension failed.]

[Close-range verification suspended.]

Just as everyone was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Black Frost left behind one last line before disappearing:

Humanity can refuse to expand.

[It needs to be proven that the boundary remains valid.]

[Next observation: Group light source.]

The white light at Tianheng headquarters went out.

Wen Qingyue knelt on the ground, with only the emergency red light on in the control room.

Inside the main control cabin, Xu Wangshu stared at the words "group light source" with an extremely grim expression.

Because in twelve hours, there will be a live broadcast commemorating the global lunar far side anomaly.