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

The South Heavenly Gate is now just one crack.

Nine suns behind the door were already pointing towards the human world.

They do not need to be fully turned on.

As long as a beam of light passes through the crack in the door, all unregistered, low-value, abnormal, and unpredictable people on Earth will be marked and cleansed by the Heavenly Court system.

Wen Zhaolin knelt in the moonlight, gazing at the nine suns, his face ashen.

He finally saw the order he had personally brought back.

It did not ask about his ideals.

They did not ask whether people were ready.

It only looks at the clock.

Just look at the serial number.

Only execute.

Lin Jibai's body was so transparent that it was almost impossible to see.

Xu Wangshu rushed over, but passed right through his arm.

Her face turned deathly pale: "How much time do you have left?"

Lin Jibai looked down at himself.

"Let's see how fast the Heavenly Court's internet is."

Xu Wangshu gritted her teeth: "Shut up."

Lin Xiaoman was crying so hard she could barely breathe, but then she suddenly looked up.

"Brother, I can hear dreams on Earth."

Everyone looked at her.

The key on Xiaoman's chest is no longer shaped like a door, but resembles a small heart.

"A lot of people," she said. "They all dreamed about the moon."

Lin Wangchuan said hoarsely, "The Southern Heavenly Gate verification requires evidence. The old Heavenly Court judged the human world's self-governance to have failed because it only read chaotic data."

Xu Wangshu immediately understood: "Then show it other evidence."

Wen Zhaolin looked up, his voice hoarse: "It's no use. In modern databases, malice, risk, crime, debt, and disease are all easier to record. Goodwill has no structured field."

Lin Jibai looked at him: "So you lost."

Wen Zhaolin was stunned.

"It wasn't because I lost."

Lin Jibai looked up at the crack in the door.

"Losing to the data you believe in."

He turned to Xiaoman.

"Xiaoman, can you bring my dreams into the Southern Heavenly Gate?"

Xiaoman nodded fearfully, then shook her head: "It will hurt a lot."

"I'll carry it."

"Brother, you'll disappear."

"Then hurry up, before I completely disappear."

Xiaoman cried and placed her hand on his chest.

Her hand passed through his transparent body, but grasped a piece of the heavenly pillar's echo.

Xu Wangshu spread out the Broken Moon Map as a bridge to the authority of the Guanghan Palace to guard the treasury.

Lu Chengong inserted the broken bow into the moon dust, and the remaining fragments of the Nine Suns transformed into a reverse aiming device.

Lin Wangchuan used the last nine cables to connect to the bottom of Nantianmen, using himself as the ground wire.

Lin Jibai stood in the very center.

"start."

Lin Xiaoman closed her eyes.

The next second, the dream of the human world arrived.

It is not a grand heroic epic.

It was an extra steamed bun that the steamed bun shop owner gave to the sanitation worker at four in the morning.

The bus driver was waiting for an elderly man with a cane to slowly run over.

A stranger in the hospital corridor helped watch the child for a while.

It was a rainy night when riders were borrowing each other's power banks under a bridge.

The teacher secretly made up for the students' missed meal fees.

The firefighter cursed "It's fucking hot!" before rushing into the fire, but he still went in.

It is countless ordinary people who complain about life while reaching out for help when they have the means.

These dreams were not numbered.

There is no standardized format.

Some of them are even very dirty, messy, and contradictory.

Some people curse during the day and rescue cats at night.

Someone owed money and didn't pay it back, but secretly donated fifty yuan to the disaster area.

Some people are selfish their whole lives, but at the last moment they give up their oxygen masks to others.

The old Heavenly Court system is experiencing a lot of errors.

The evidence is unclassifiable.

[A mixture of good and evil.]

[Value assessment conflict.]

Low-value units generate high-value behaviors.

The autonomous model has been recalculated.

The light from the nine-sun array began to become unstable.

Wen Zhaolin stared blankly at those dreams.

He saw a person who had been identified as a high-risk defaulter by his company's algorithm carrying three children out of the flood.

He saw an elite with a perfect credit record coldly push away the person seeking help.

He saw countless gaps that were not in the data.

The worst thing about the world is that people are unpredictable.

The best place on earth is also the place where people cannot predict the future.

Lin Jibai's figure grew fainter and fainter.

In order to deal with these dreams, the old Heavenly Court began frantically extracting the echoes from its Heavenly Pillar as channels.

Xu Wangshu stared intently at the name on the moon map, repeating it over and over again.

"Lin Jibai".

"Lin Jibai".

"Lin Jibai".

It was as if she was fighting the entire heavenly court for one person.

Lin Xiaoman cried out, "Brother, I can't hold on any longer!"

Lin Wangchuan suddenly smiled.

"It is white."

Lin Jibai turned around.

His father looked at him, his eyes filled with apology and pride.

"This time, it's Dad's turn to guard the last one."

Lin Jibai realized something and rushed forward, shouting, "No!"

Lin Wangchuan deliberately cut the last nine cables.

His body detached from the South Heavenly Gate and was instantly devoured by the gate's foundation, turning into countless points of light.

But those points of light did not dissipate.

They transformed into a tattered old repairman's authority, driving it firmly into the bottom of the South Heavenly Gate.

[Repairman 07 submits final testimony.]

[Testimony content: Human self-governance still possesses the capacity for self-repair.]

[Seconded by: Chang'e candidate.]

Xu Wangshu placed his hand on the moon painting: "I second that."

[Seconded by: Hou Yi Sequence]

Lu Chengong looked up: "I second that."

[Seconded by: Nantianmen Key Container]

Lin Xiaoman said through tears, "I second that."

The old Heavenly Court came to a standstill.

Then it asked one last question.

[Gonggong variable: Should a declaration of refusal to entrust custody be submitted to the human side?]

Lin Jibai stood in front of the door, his body transparent, but his voice clear.

"submit."

[Statement content.]

Lin Jibai looked up at the Nine Suns behind the door, at the countless filing cabinets, and at the old order that had once been high and mighty.

他 说:

Humans make mistakes.

"The world will descend into chaos."

"Human beings will quarrel, hate, fail, drive good people to the brink, and allow bad people to take advantage of loopholes."

"But the mistakes of humanity should be corrected by humanity itself."

"The path of humanity is one that humanity itself must walk."

"The mortal realm is not under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Court."

A massive earthquake struck the South Heavenly Gate.

The nine-sun array extinguished one after another.

The door began to close.

The old Heavenly Court system issued a cold judgment.

The observation period for human self-governance has been extended.

The South Heavenly Gate is closed.

[Gonggong variable flag: Not archiveable.]

Lin Jibai smiled.

The next second, he completely disappeared from Xu Wangshu's sight.

The far side of the moon quieted down.

The South Heavenly Gate closed.

Lin Xiaoman knelt on the ground, crying uncontrollably.

Xu Wangshu reached out and tried to grasp at the air, but found nothing.

Only the name written in blood on the shattered moon map still glows.

Lin Jibai.

But she could no longer remember his voice.

Just then, a tiny light suddenly lit up at the bottom of the closed South Heavenly Gate.