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

Chapter 364 The Person Who Kneels to Write His Name

Xu Wangshu did not include the incident of "writing on his knees" in his reply to Beitianmen.

She wrote it into her own personal book.

A separate page.

That page had only one sentence:

[The message left at the bottom of compartment thirty-one in the ballast chamber was written while kneeling. Who wrote it, no one knows. Why they knelt, no one knows.]

After she finished writing, she closed the booklet.

"Not sending it to Beitianmen?"

"No," she said. "This is our own record."

Why?

"Because Beitianmen only uses it for classification," Xu Wangshu said. "Once it's classified, it becomes a piece of data."

"Then why are you keeping it?"

"Wait," she said, "wait until someone in the world understands this chapter."

Lu Chengong thought for a moment and asked, "Do you think anyone will understand it?"

"There will be," Xu Wangshu said. "There will always be someone who has knelt down."

After that statement was made, no one in the main control room asked any further questions.

They returned to the counterweight compartment.

This time, Qin Lan brought a soft measuring tape.

She wasn't measuring the grid.

It measures the distance from the bottom of the grid to the ground.

Forty-seven squares, measure them one by one.

The first forty-six squares are all the same height.

By the thirty-first square, it's too short.

The shortest distance is exactly the distance from an adult's knee to their toes when kneeling.

"This wasn't made to be shorter." Qin Lan straightened up after taking the measurements. "It was made shorter by someone kneeling on it so many times."

"Can a piece of wood be made to kneel down?"

"Even wood gets tired," Qin Lan said.

She didn't even laugh after she finished speaking.

Because in the counterweight compartment, this statement is not a joke.

Lu Chengong leaned closer to take a look.

"The low-lying area is a patch," he said, "not a whole row."

"Yes," Qin Lan said, "There's only this one."

"Are there any signs of the other squares being touched?"

Qin Lan looked around the other forty-six squares.

"No," she said. "It's spotless."

"Then it wasn't from moving things and pressing down on it," Lu Chengong said. "Someone was just kneeling on this one section."

"He only kneels in this one spot."

Qin Lan stood in front of the thirty-first frame for a long time.

Finally, she did one thing.

She didn't wipe the grid bottom.

I didn't touch it.

She simply gathered the ring of dust around it to one side, letting that little bit of warmth show through.

Then she stepped back, letting everyone see.

"I'm showing you this," she said, "not so you can find out who it is."

"What are you going to do?"

"I want you to remember," Qin Lan said, "this space is not empty."

"It has a kneeling posture."

"It has a name that was scraped off."

"It has a still-warm mark."

"It's unlike any other grid."

She paused for a moment.

"The other empty squares mean no one has been here. This empty square means someone has been here and left."

"Then why are the other cells empty?" Lu Chenggong asked.

Qin Lan read through all forty-six of them.

"There were no signs of tampering on the other shelves," she said. "The signs were hung up, but they weren't touched. It's like the person who registered never came back."

"There's only this one space," Lu Chenggong said. "Someone has stood here, knelt here, written here, and then scraped off the characters."

"right."

"That space wasn't left empty," Lu Chenggong said.

"What is that?"

"It was cleared out," he said. "Someone took the words away and cleaned the place up, as if they were afraid others would see it."

Xu Wangshu heard these words.

"Write it down," she said. "It's not about scraping it off, it's about lifting it off the ground."

"What's the difference between scraping off and levitation?"

"Scraping it off means I don't want to keep it," she said. "Leaving it empty means I want to keep it, but I can't keep it now."

Lu Chengong stared at that square.

"So it looks empty, but it's actually the fullest compartment."

"Yes," Qin Lan said.