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

When Lin Jibai woke up, he had forgotten his bank card password.

He stared at the money transfer screen on his phone for a full half minute, his mind completely blank.

He used this password for seven years.

I used to be able to press it even with my eyes closed.

It's gone now.

It's like being cut out of someone's memory.

Beside the medical pod, Xu Wangshu recorded his reaction: "Short-term memory loss, loss of life information. You forcibly suppressed the echo yesterday, and the price has already begun to appear."

Lin Jibai asked, "Will it recover?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Then please change my password first."

Xu Wangshu paused, his pen poised.

Lin Jibai smiled and said, "Don't make that face. Forgetting your bank card PIN is better than forgetting Xiaoman."

Xu Wangshu did not laugh.

She handed him a more detailed test report.

"You don't have ordinary amnesia."

There was a line of red text on the report.

Cost of Gonggong-side variables: Deprivation of presence.

Lin Jibai frowned: "What do you mean?"

Lu Chengong's voice came from the doorway.

"What I mean is, if you actually perform the pillar-breaking maneuver, you won't just die."

He walked in, his right eye wrapped in a black bandage, and his face was even paler than before.

"You will be erased from everyone's memory."

The ward fell silent.

Lu Chengong threw a fragment of Hou Yi's sequence file onto the wall.

"After the ancient pillar was broken, Gonggong did not die in battle, but was reverse-archived by the fate system. The Heavenly Court could not admit that a variable had successfully severed it, so it erased his true existence from most records, leaving only the demonized legend."

Lin Jibai stared at the words "reverse archiving".

"Therefore, in the legend, Gonggong became the sinner who broke the pillar of heaven."

"right."

Xu Wangshu added in a low voice: "If you inherit the variables from Gonggong's side and break the pillar again when necessary, the cost may be the same. Everyone will forget you, including Lin Xiaoman."

Lin Jibai's fingers trembled slightly.

He had thought about dying.

From the night Xiaoman disappeared, he knew that this path might lead to death.

But being forgotten is different.

At least death leaves behind photos, names, and a few sticks of incense offered by a few people during the Qingming Festival.

To be forgotten is to have no one even know why you fought so hard.

Xiaoman will survive, but she doesn't know that an older brother once came to save her.

The father will rest in peace under the South Heaven Gate, unaware that his son has inherited his mess.

Even Xu Wangshu would forget.

Perhaps they will only remember that there was a "Gonggong variable", but will not remember that his name was Lin Jibai.

Lin Jibai remained silent for a long time, then suddenly asked Lu Chenggong, "What about you? What are the costs associated with the Houyi sequence?"

Lu Chengong said calmly, "Every time I use the fragments of the Nine Suns, I lose a part of my senses. First my right eye, then my sense of pain, temperature, and hearing. In the end, I become a weapon that can only lock onto its target."

"Then why are you still practicing?"

"Someone will always shoot it back when the sun sets."

Lin Jibai glanced at him.

For the first time, I didn't find this person so annoying.

Xu Wangshu placed his report on the table.

"The price of being a Chang'e candidate is being recalled to the cold storage. If I don't actively enter the Moon Palace within 72 hours, the cold storage will continuously increase its recall of me. Eventually, I will sleepwalk to the nearest interface on the far side of the moon, or be assimilated by the sample."

Lin Jibai frowned: "Why are you only saying this now?"

"Because saying it too early won't solve anything."

"You're really suited to be a doctor; you're especially good at comforting patients."

Xu Wangshu said expressionlessly, "Thank you. You'd be perfect as a patient too, especially since you never follow medical advice."

The ward door opened.

Wen Zhaolin walked in.

This time, he didn't bring any bodyguards.

"The cost of breaking the pillar is real," he said. "Your father knew that back then too."

Lin Jibai looked up: "So he didn't break up?"

"He chose the third path."

Wen Zhaolin accessed a file with higher access privileges.

"Lin Wangchuan neither broke the Buzhou Mountain which was undergoing restart, nor did he let me complete the repairs. He sealed the key to the South Heavenly Gate into Lin Xiaoman's body, and then stayed under the gate himself to manually maintain its closed state."

"And the price?"

"He was trapped on the far side of the moon for ten years, and his body was gradually assimilated by the gate. Soon, he will become a complete part of the Southern Heavenly Gate."

Lin Jibai closed his eyes.

Father did not run away.

He persevered under the tutelage for ten years.

Use your body to block that door.

Wen Zhaolin looked at him: "Now that the power behind the gate has been restored, Lin Wangchuan can't hold on any longer. If the Earth-Moon Ladder isn't ignited, we won't be able to reach the far side of the moon. Your sister will be permanently archived in the cold storage, your father will disappear, and the Nine Suns Fragments will continue to be taken over by the gate."

"You want me to agree to set it on fire."

I want you to face reality.

Lin Jibai sneered: "The reality is that you talk about saving people while pushing everyone else onto the gambling table."

Wen Zhaolin said in a low voice, "The human world is already at the gambling table. The only difference is whether you want to sit down and see the cards clearly."

That's a very unpleasant statement.

It's also very real.

Lin Jibai threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Xu Wangshu frowned: "What are you doing?"

"train."

"You can't even remember your password now."

"That's why we need to practice even more."

He looked at Wen Zhaolin.

"I will not agree to your request to restart the complete Buzhou Mountain. But if the Earth-Moon Ladder is the only way to the far side of the moon, I will go up it."

A complex emotion flashed in Wen Zhaolin's eyes.

You might be forgotten by everyone.

Lin Jibai walked out.

"Before we forget about it, let's take everything apart."

He paused at the doorway.

"Dr. Xu."

"Um?"

"Help me write a memo."

"Write what?"

Lin Jibai remained silent for two seconds.

"Write: Lin Jibai has a younger sister named Lin Xiaoman. She must be saved."

Xu Wangshu tightened his grip on the pen.

"it is good."

That night, Lin Jibai began to set a trap for himself.

He wrote all the key clues in paper notebooks and hid them at different maintenance points in the base; he pasted Xiaoman's photo on the inside of his wristband; he copied his father's recorded message to seventeen offline devices; he even engraved "Don't trust the door, and don't completely trust Wen Zhaolin" on an inconspicuous metal beam in the training field.

He doesn't trust his own memory.

Then let's establish external memory.

At three in the morning, the black pillar suddenly made a soft sound.

Lin Jibai heard Xiaoman's voice.

This time it's not a dream.

Instead, it was a clear distress signal.

"elder brother……"

"The cold storage is cooling down."

"Someone... wants to open the Southern Heavenly Gate."