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

On the fourth night, the spark spoke.

It is not an ancient character.

It's not a waveform either.

It's a sound.

It uses a narrowband link to send a sentence to a human listening channel.

This sentence is very short.

It was so short that no one understood it on the first listen.

"You put my stove in front of someone else's doorway."

There was a three-second silence in the main control room.

Qin Lan was the first to react and replayed the audio.

I'll say it again.

Xu Wangshu's expression changed drastically.

She immediately pulled up all the records from Zhurongtai during that period and checked them one by one.

The empty stove appears, the stove opening is aligned with the seventh empty space, the stove opening is turned open, knock three times, and the stove opening turns back a little.

Putting all of this together, the meaning of the phrase "fire seed" becomes very clear.

It's not thanking humanity for moving the stove to the narrower area.

It's saying: You've moved the stove to the doorway of another place.

"Other people's doorways," Lu Chengong repeated slowly, "Where are other people's doorways?"

Lin Xiaoman's voice was strained in the dream network.

"That patch of darkness."

Everyone looked at her.

"The stove opening was turned away at the time, and we were looking at that dark area," Xiaoman said. "Now it's turned back a little. The flame is reminding us that the stove's initial position wasn't facing the seventh empty space."

Qin Lan immediately retrieved the original coordinates of the Zhurong Platform from Chapter 339.

Zhurongtai was originally on the surface of Mars.

Its original orientation, after conversion, points neither to Earth nor to the far side of the moon.

The direction it points to is a region—registered as a "deep space background".

And that area of ​​deep space, on the star map this morning, is turning into a black patch.

"The stove was moved to the wrong place," Xu Wangshu said.

"It was moved from the human world." Lin Jibai took it from the toolbox.

"Yes," Xu Wangshu said, "it's because no one asked it where it wanted to be placed."

Lu Chengong stared at the screen.

"So what do we do now? Move back?"

"No," Xu Wangshu said. "Moving it back would be tantamount to admitting that the human world has the right to move it."

The main control room fell silent.

Everyone realized that the phrase "fire seed" wasn't an accusation, but a much more difficult choice.

In human society, simply extending a hand is tantamount to acknowledging that something can be moved.

If people don't lend a hand, the stove will remain at someone else's doorstep forever.

Qin Lan asked, "So, are we going to do anything with it or not?"

Xu Wangshu said, "Don't move. But don't pretend you didn't hear either."

"Why don't you pretend?"

"Write that sentence down verbatim," Xu Wangshu said, "without explaining a single word."

This is the most difficult thing to do in these ten days on Earth.

The spark said something emotional.

Human instinct is to try to soothe it with something even nicer.

But it doesn't exist in the human world.

Humanity simply put that sentence into the archives, marked it with the time, source, and original words, and then stopped.

Xu Wangshu finally made a decision.

She didn't go to move the stove.

She had Lin Xiaoman reply to the narrow channel in the dream network.

This sentence is also very short.

"It's not ours."

"We don't know whose door it is either."

"We won't touch it until you make a decision."

After replying, Huozi fell silent.

long time.

It went on for so long that the person on duty changed shifts.

Qin Lan asked once halfway through, "Should we add one more sentence?"

"No, I won't make it up," Xu Wangshu said. "Once you've said your piece, that's it. Making it up would just be a plea to stay."

"Wouldn't it be better to try and keep them?"

"It's not good for it," Xu Wangshu said. "What's good for it is that it knows that the world won't hold it back."

Then the narrow band lit up.

Not in the stove.

It's the direction the empty stove is facing.

In that deep space, a tiny point of light emerged.

It was as small as a newly lit lamp.