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

Xu Wangshu had never been so angry before.

Her anger wasn't fire, it was ice. The colder it was, the clearer she became.

The remote dismantling link from Beitianmen has already latched onto the moon's far side lighthouse, and Lin Jibai's figure flickers in and out of the light. The global deep space network can see that light being peeled away layer by layer, like someone publicly dismantling a living person.

[The Gonggong variable structure is abnormal.]

[Memory fragments.]

Human attachments remain.

[Recommendation: Completely archive.]

Lin Xiaoman cried and tried to get out of bed, but was held down by Qin Lan's medical staff. Lu Chenggong, supporting himself with his injuries, stood up, the broken pieces of the bow cutting his palm and drawing blood. Wen Zhaolin stared at the screen, his face ashen, as if he had finally seen how the system he once supported would deal with someone who refused to obey.

Xu Wangshu spread out the lunar map, his voice chillingly cold: "Prepare to seize all technical nodes from the opposite direction."

The technician was stunned: "What are you robbing?"

"Snatch people."

The objective is clear: Lin Jibai can no longer exist merely as the core of the lighthouse. He must be redefined as a missing person, a witness submitter on the far side of the moon, and a victim of involuntary entrapment. Only then, when Beitianmen dismantles him, the attack will not be on an abnormal core, but on someone registered and protected by the human world.

The obstacle is the registration itself. Many of Lin Jibai's records have been deleted by the old Heavenly Court. The food delivery account user doesn't exist, the hospital contact person is missing, the exhibition hall's outsourced files are damaged, and even some people's memories are blurred. The cruelest part of the system is this: first, it makes you thinner from the world, and then it says you were never important to begin with.

Xu Wangshu did not seek grand proof.

She looked for trivial evidence.

She asked Qin Lan to retrieve the maintenance work order for the aerospace city exhibition hall, Lin Xiaoman to provide old family photos, Lu Chenggong to upload records of conflicts at the training ground, and Wen Zhaolin to hand over the list of invitees to Tianheng. She even contacted the food delivery platform to recover the bottom-level logs and found Lin Jibai's first late delivery complaint from three years ago: the rain was too heavy, the food didn't spill, but he fell.

One piece of evidence after another was incorporated into the lunar map.

Lin Jibai is not a Gonggong variable.

At least not just.

He is Lin Wangchuan's son, Lin Xiaoman's brother, an outsourced maintenance worker at the space city, a bastard who owes Lu Chenggong a life, and the person in Xu Wangshu's records who always misspoke in serious situations.

The North Heavenly Gate was immediately suppressed.

[These trivial notes have no value for cosmic censorship.]

Xu Wangshu looked up: "It doesn't apply to you, but it does to the world."

She broadcast this evidence. Soon, more strangers joined in. A security guard at the exhibition hall sent a surveillance video: Lin Jibai repaired the children's interactive screen in the middle of the night, and before leaving, he casually put the teddy bear sticker that had fallen on the ground back next to the model. A food delivery station manager sent a voice message: That kid has a sharp tongue, but he's never lazy. A hospital nurse sent a record: When Lin Xiaoman was hospitalized, Lin Jibai always slept in the corridor, and the first thing he asked when he woke up was whether his sister's fever had gone down.

This evidence is minuscule, disorganized, and unsystematic.

But like countless nails, they nailed Lin Jibai back into the world.

Lin Xiaoman tearfully sent out an old video from her phone. In the video, Lin Jibai was standing in the kitchen of their rented apartment, burning an egg, and stubbornly claiming it tasted like the far side of the moon. Young Lin Xiaoman laughed so hard she almost fell over.

Inside the lighthouse, Lin Jibai's figure suddenly became a little more stable.

Numerous errors occurred in the dismantling process of Beitianmen.

[Target identity expansion.]

[Unable to be compressed into a single abnormal core.]

[Human Relationships Network Interference Archive.]

Lu Chengong grinned: "That's a pretty accurate use of the word 'inflation'."

Xu Wangshu didn't laugh. She knew it wasn't enough. Beitianmen could pause, but it wouldn't give up. It needed a counterattack at the rule level.

She retrieved the succession system revision documents from the archives, linked the clause "No one shall be permanently fixed as a part of Buzhou Mountain" to Lin Jibai's identity file, and submitted a mandatory retrieval application to the Moonbeam Lighthouse.

[Applicant: Lin Jibai]

[Status: Lighthouse Core Echo.]

[Reason for application: The non-permanent terms have taken effect, and the person requests a refund.]

The lighthouse on the far side of the moon flickered uneasily.

Lin Jibai's voice came through, carrying a hint of weariness.

Where should I return it?

Xu Wangshu wrote, word by word: "Return to the human world."

[No body.]

"Reclaim your identity first, then find your body."

[Sounds like someone owes money.]

"Keep accounts."

The lighthouse was silent for a second, then smiled.

Beitianmen finally made a mandatory ruling.

Humans have no right to reclaim the core unit that has been connected to the wreckage.

Wen Zhaolin suddenly walked in front of the camera. He bowed his head for the first time, facing the global channel.

"I, Wen Zhaolin, founder of Tianheng Group, admit that I concealed the truth about the Buzhou Mountain ruins ten years ago and promoted the wrong restart of the research, which led to the trapping of Repairman 07 Lin Wangchuan and Lin Jibai being forced to connect to the Lighthouse."

He raised his head, his voice hoarse but clear.

"Lin Jibai is not from a core unit. He was someone we pushed up."

This testimony completes the final piece of the chain of responsibility.

The lunar map, lighthouse, and multiple ground nodes simultaneously and silently illuminate.

The application to reclaim the property has been accepted.

The dismantling link at the North Heavenly Gate was forcibly repelled. The lighthouse on the far side of the moon receded, and Lin Jibai's figure did not emerge, but it was no longer being stripped away. He stood inside the light, raising his hand as if to tap on glass.

[I won't die for now.]

Lin Xiaoman laughed through her tears.

Xu Wangshu closed her eyes and finally allowed herself to catch her breath.

But the victory lasted only ten seconds.

Before the patrol shadow appeared, Lin Jibai's identity was still awaiting final confirmation. The Moonlit Lighthouse demanded the submission of "personal consent." However, Lin Jibai had no physical form, and his voice was fragmented by interference from the North Heavenly Gate. Xu Wangshu did not answer for him; she muted all channels, leaving only the faint echo of the lighthouse. For a full twenty seconds, no one spoke.

Finally, a line of crooked text appeared on the moon map.

I do not agree to be a permanent third wheel.

Lin Xiaoman burst into laughter and tears. Lu Chenggong cursed, "It really was him." Xu Wangshu solemnly archived that line of text as proof of his own will. Beitianmen attempted to determine that the statement was not dignified, but Qin Lan directly stamped it in the ground archive: "The expression is valid." At that moment, Lin Jibai was not a symbol rescued by someone else, but someone who personally said no to the old system.

After confirming Lin Jibai's wishes, Xu Wangshu immediately created a file for the "Lin Jibai Retrieval Mission." The mission objectives were divided into three steps: stabilizing the Lighthouse's identity, finding a ground carrier capable of carrying the echo, and locating the connection between the Buzhou Mountain heart chamber and the Lighthouse's core. She listed herself as the primary person in charge, Lin Xiaoman as the second contact person, Lu Chenggong as the technical assistant, and Wen Zhaolin as the evidence assistant. Qin Lan raised an eyebrow when she saw the last column but did not delete it.

Lu Chengong leaned closer to look: "How come I'm just providing technical assistance?"

Xu Wangshu didn't even look up: "You know how to repair lighthouses?"

"I can dismantle it."

"So it's ranked third."

Lin Xiaoman smiled, then looked back at the light on the screen. She knew her brother hadn't returned yet, but for the first time, the file contained a clear "recovery mission," which felt more real than any comfort. Lin Jibai was no longer just someone waiting for a miracle, and they were no longer just people crying and begging for his return. From this moment on, the rescue operation transformed into an engineering project, a plan, and a path that could be advanced step by step.

The black lunar rock shattered completely, revealing a star core inside that resembled an eye. For the first time, the voice of the Northern Heavenly Gate was no longer mechanical, but carried the cold indifference of some ancient will.

[Humans refused to submit the master coordinates.]

Humanity refuses to hand over the Gonggong variable.

[Human Self-Governance Observation Upgraded.]

[Dispatch a patrol shadow, which enters near-Earth orbit.]

The images from observatories around the world switch simultaneously.

Beyond Earth, a long, narrow black shadow slid in from deep space and stopped outside the Moon's orbit. It had no engines, no solar sails, but its surface was covered with white text, like that of an archive monument.

The echo of Lin Jibai's lighthouse gently resounded.

[Dr. Xu.]

"I saw it."

That thing isn't a door.

The shadow slowly unfolded, like an eye obscuring the starlight.

They're here to take attendance.