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

Lin Jibai lunged forward and grabbed the hand that reached out from the moonlight.

It's not a skin that I got.

It's ice.

Bone-chilling ice.

He heard countless cabinet doors opening, heard cryogenic liquid churning, and heard someone announcing something on the distant far side of the moon:

"Abnormal sample Lin Xiaoman, receiving initiated."

"No!"

Lin Jibai gripped his sister's other hand tightly.

He forcibly maximized the echo of the Heavenly Pillar.

He saw silver lines cracking in the ward wall, and behind the lines were not bricks and stones, but rows of cold storage compartments.

The cabin contained the remains of an ancient god, as well as people.

A person without a name.

Lin Xiaoman opened her eyes.

Her pupils had turned moon white.

"Brother, it hurts."

That sound almost tore Lin Jibai's heart apart.

Xu Wangshu rushed to the bedside and activated the Jade Rabbit core: "With temporary treasury guard privileges, terminate data reception!"

The Jade Rabbit's single eye emitted a bright light.

The moonlight in the ward paused for a second.

The white palm turned towards Xu Wangshu.

A mechanical voice came from the void:

"Insufficient Chang'e candidate privileges".

"Target Priority: South Heaven Gate Key"

"Receive continues."

Xu Wangshu groaned, and blood started flowing from his nose.

She was pushed against the wall by the moonlight.

Lin Jibai gritted his teeth, took out his father's lunar landing certificate with his other hand, and pressed it hard on the door line of Lin Xiaoman's palm.

"Repairman Lin Jibai requests permission to overwrite!"

The void was silent for a moment.

Then, countless cold voices rang out simultaneously.

"Successor repairman privileges confirmed."

"Insufficient permissions".

Reason: Not included in the lunar far-side adaptor program, and no deep-space link was established.

Recommendation: Submit the target and have it managed by Tianheng Group.

Lin Jibai smiled, but his eyes were bloodshot.

"I suggest you, grandpa."

He held the lunar landing certificate in his mouth, hugged Lin Xiaoman with both hands, and pressed his whole body against the bed.

The moonlight began to pull him inside as well.

Xu Wangshu shouted hoarsely, "Lin Jibai, let go! You'll be taken along with him!"

"Let's do it together!"

Lin Xiaoman cried.

"Brother, don't come."

"Shut up." Lin Jibai pressed his forehead against hers. "When you fell into a ditch as a child, I jumped in too. Now you've changed the moon, who are you trying to scare?"

Before Lin Xiaoman's tears could fall, they froze into tiny ice crystals.

She suddenly pushed him hard.

A sickly fifteen-year-old girl shouldn't have such strength.

But that wasn't her strength.

It is a relative of the Nantianmen key that is protecting the host.

Lin Jibai was pushed away.

He watched helplessly as his sister's body gradually became transparent.

The hospital bed, blankets, and IV tubing were all left in their original places.

Only Lin Xiaoman was carried away by the moonlight.

At the last moment, she desperately reached out and wrote a sentence in the air.

"Brother, I saw Dad."

Then, she disappeared.

Only a layer of moon-white frost remained in the ward.

A line of words was frozen on the bed sheet:

"The Moon Palace has received an abnormal sample."

Lin Jibai knelt by the bed, motionless.

Xu Wangshu leaned against the wall to stand up, her voice hoarse: "I'm sorry."

Lin Jibai did not cry.

He simply picked up the Tianheng treatment agreement from the ground very, very slowly.

The agreement has been frozen in time.

He pried it open little by little with his fingers, until his fingertips bled.

Then, he took out a pen and wrote his name in the signature column.

Xu Wangshu looked at him: "You want to join Tianheng?"

Lin Jibai raised his head.

His eyes were eerily quiet.

"Not joining."

He folded the agreement and put it in his pocket.

"We went in and dismantled it."

Outside the window, the moon was as bright as an open eye.

At the same time, on the top floor of Tianheng Group's headquarters.

Wen Zhaolin looked at the message "Receive complete" on the screen and sighed softly.

Qin Zhao, standing behind him, said, "Lin Jibai signed it."

"I know."

Do I need to prepare any enrollment procedures for the adaptor program?

A real-time image of Wen Zhao gazing at the far side of the moon.

Under the shadow of the broken mountain, a new spot of light appeared in the cold storage of the Guanghan Palace.

ID: Lin Xiaoman.

Status: Alive.

Note: Nantianmen key container.

Wen Zhaolin whispered, "Prepare the highest level of protocol."

"From today onwards, he is no longer an outsourced repairman."

"He is a variable on the Gonggong side."

"This is also the biggest risk for us to restart Buzhou Mountain."