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

After that point of light lit up, the flame began to move.

This time, it wasn't human beings who moved.

Qin Lan immediately pulled up the data: the position of the spark on the narrow band had moved inward a little.

The direction of movement is towards the empty stove.

not much.

In terms of conversion, it's only a few hundred meters.

For a flame that had been dormant for two years, these few hundred meters were like a person finally taking half a step forward.

No one cheered in the main control room.

Because everyone was thinking of the same thing at the same time: the reason the fire was moved was because the human world said "don't touch it".

Lu Chengong leaned against the wall and suddenly said, "It's returning the favor."

"What?"

"If you tell it not to touch it, it will move forward a little," he said. "This isn't for us; it's because it wants to."

Xu Wangshu did not immediately accept this explanation.

She did something else.

She created a separate file for the several hundred meters the fire had been moved, without making any judgments.

Only one line of facts was written.

[Active displacement of the fire source 1: Towards the stove, but not yet entered.]

After she finished writing, she added another line.

[If an explanation is needed, it must be provided by the Fire itself; it cannot be completed by humankind.]

This is a lesson learned from the phrase "a reply with no way out" in Chapter 324.

What people are best at is finishing what others have to say.

Lin Xiaoman watched from within the dream network, then suddenly whispered, "It didn't go in."

"right."

"It just got to the door."

"right."

"So what is it waiting for?"

Xu Wangshu thought for a moment.

"Wait for a sentence that isn't an order."

Xiaoman didn't understand.

Xu Wangshu explained: "All the things we said to it before were 'don't,' 'must not,' and 'refuse.' After hearing them so many times, it learned that humans are guarding their boundaries."

"and then?"

"Now it wants to know whether the human guards the border to keep it out, or to give it the choice."

After saying this, Xiaoman sat quietly listening for a long time.

She finally understood why Xu Wangshu wasn't in a hurry to put the fire into the stove.

Because once someone urges you on, the fire won't go in on its own.

They were pushed in.

Qin Lan was still calculating those few hundred meters.

After she finished calculating, she reported the result: 320 meters.

"It took the flame half an hour to travel 320 meters," she said. "It moved very slowly. So slowly that it didn't seem like a flame, but like a person."

Xu Wangshu said, "That's just one person."

"Is the spark also a person?"

"The spark is not a person," Xu Wangshu said, "but it moves in a way that resembles a person, so it should be treated as such."

Why?

"Because we no longer know what it will do," Xu Wangshu said. "If we don't know, we have to let it walk its own path."

Qin Lan didn't ask any more questions. She simply marked the 320 meters on the track map and wrote a line of small print next to it: "Approaching slowly, not yet in the furnace."

After she finished writing, she added a sentence: It should not be regarded as "about to enter the stove".

This sentence is for those who come after.

She had seen too many reports that wrote "approaching" as "about to", and "about to" as "already", and in the end no one remembered that the person had only taken half a step towards the door.

That night, for the first time, the charred little bird didn't look at anyone.

It stood between the empty stove and the darkness.

Its head is looking to both sides.

It's like someone standing between two doors, being allowed to think for the first time.

Xiaoman wrote down this night separately.

She didn't remember that "the fire was moved forward several hundred meters".

She remembered that it moved it by itself.

She underlined those four words.

In addition to the main storyline, she added her own words.

If I ever find myself standing between two doors again, I hope no one will push them open for me.

She put down her pen after finishing writing.

Outside the DreamNet, the lights in the main control cabin were still on.

No one was sleeping, but no one was shouting either.