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

"The Zhurong Terrace is not something we can touch right now."

For the first time, Wen Zhaolin's voice carried a clear hint of panic.

Upon hearing this, Xu Wangshu became even calmer.

She knew that if someone who had once dared to push for the reopening of Buzhou Mountain was starting to panic, it meant that what He Jing possessed was definitely more dangerous than they had imagined.

He Jing, however, smiled calmly.

"Mr. Wen, it was because you hesitated too much back then that Lin Wangchuan held us back for ten years."

"That wasn't hesitation," Wen Zhaolin said. "That was the last bit of braking."

"Brake?" He Jing retorted. "Humanity has already been singled out for scrutiny by Beitianmen. You still think you can fight against the deep space system with those trivial testimonies, civilian nodes, and personal will? You're being too naive."

He raised his hand, and the red and black sheets in the cold storage lit up one by one.

A magnified view of Mars' orbital coordinates appears on the screen.

At the center of the coordinate system, there is a structural outline that should not exist.

Image platform.

It also resembles an overturned furnace.

Xu Wangshu's moon painting was automatically translated into ancient Chinese characters.

[Zhurong Terrace.]

Lin Xiaoman's voice came through the remote channel; it was weak, but clear.

"I heard fire."

Xu Wangshu immediately asked, "What is the fire saying?"

Lin Xiaoman remained silent for two seconds.

"It doesn't speak."

"It's waiting for someone to throw something in."

He Jing looked at the screen with an almost devout expression.

"Zhurong Terrace is the second set of insurance left by the ancients."

Lu Chenggong frowned: "Insurance?"

"The Northern Heavenly Gate is overseeing the human world, and the old Heavenly Court has requested to entrust it with its management. So, of course, we need something that will deter them from taking action easily," He Jing said. "The Fire Seed is not for destruction, but for deterrence."

Xu Wangshu said coldly, "You want to set fire to the Zhurong Terrace and force the Northern Heavenly Gate to retreat?"

"To be precise, it's about letting all the old deep-space systems know that Earth also has the ability to retaliate."

That sounds really exciting.

But Xu Wangshu was not moved at all.

Because she saw that the annotation following the moon image was slowly appearing.

[Status of the fire at Zhurong Terrace: Unstable.]

Without Gonggong's variable calibration, ignition will trigger a chain reaction of fragments from the Nine Suns.

Lu Chenggong's expression changed instantly.

"Fragments of the Nine Suns?"

The fragments of Hou Yi on his body also felt slightly warm at that moment.

Xu Wangshu looked at He Jing.

"Did you know that igniting the fire would trigger the remnants of the nine suns?"

He Jing did not deny it.

"The risks are manageable."

"Who controls it?"

"Tianheng".

Lu Chengong smiled.

This laugh was dangerous.

"You can't even control a broken satellite chain, yet you want to control the remnants of the nine suns?"

He Jing's gaze fell on him.

"The Hou Yi sequence happens to be here."

The cabin was quiet.

Xu Wangshu understood instantly.

He Jing not only wanted to set fire to the Zhurong Terrace.

He also wanted to use the Lu Chen Bow to restrain the Nine Suns fragments.

That's why he didn't run away.

He was waiting for them to go into the cold storage.

Lu Chengong raised his hand and touched the broken pieces of the bow.

"Can I hit him now?"

Xu Wangshu did not answer.

Because He Jing has already initiated the cold storage agreement.

Red and black thin sheets floated together, and fire patterns shot from the ground to the walls, turning the entire cold storage into an underground altar.

[Preheat the ignition source.]

[Hou Yi sequence capture.]

The fragments on Lu Chen Gong's body suddenly lit up, as if they were being pulled by an unseen hand.

He groaned and knelt on one knee.

Xu Wangshu immediately threw out the Moon Diagram to cut off the fire pattern, but only managed to sever it in half.

"Director Qin, cut off the external power supply to the cold storage!"

Qin Lan's voice came through: "It's already broken."

But the fire pattern did not extinguish.

Wen Zhaolin whispered, "It doesn't rely on electricity."

"Rely on what?"

"By relying on echoes."

Xu Wangshu suddenly looked at those red and black thin sheets.

They do not store data.

It is a collection of mythological echoes gathered by Tianheng over the past ten years.

Fear, ambition, the desire for order, and the dream of ascension were all used as fuel to feed the fire at Zhurongtai.

He Jing stood in the center of the fire pattern, his voice growing louder and louder.

"You're afraid of trusteeship, afraid of archiving, afraid of the old system. But if humanity only ever says no, it will eventually be judged as a lower-level autonomous entity."

"We want them to know that fires can be lit on Earth too!"

Lu Chengong was dragged towards the center of the altar by the fire pattern.

He gritted his teeth and looked up at Xu Wangshu.

"Dr. Xu."

"explain."

"This time I might really have to shoot something."

Xu Wangshu stared at the moon map and suddenly noticed a reverse gap at the very core of the fire pattern.

That's not a point of attack.

It is the engine shut-off port.

She immediately asked Lin Xiaoman, "Xiaoman, can you hear where that fire seems to stop burning?"

Lin Xiaoman was breathing heavily on the remote channel.

A few seconds later, she said, "Bottom left."

"It is not fire."

"It's like someone forced to burn."

Xu Wangshu understood.

"Lu Chengong, shoot at the lower left gap."

Are you sure?

"Sure."

Lu Chen gritted his teeth and raised his bow.

Hou Yi's sequence was pulled by the fire pattern, almost taking control of his hand. But he managed to move the arrow away from the center of the altar and aim at the inconspicuous extinguishing hole.

"Hou Yi did not shoot people for the Heavenly Court."

He said in a low voice.

"It wasn't to set fire to Tianheng's cause."

"This time, I'll fire."

An invisible arrow was launched.

The fire pattern trembled violently.

The red light of the entire cold storage seemed to have been ripped out from the bottom, and the coordinates of Zhurongtai instantly went dark.

He Jing's expression changed drastically.

Do you know what you're doing?

Xu Wangshu walked to the altar and said coldly:

"Know."

"We are stopping you from turning the human world into a second heaven."

Deep inside the cold storage, the fire still burned.

But it stopped preheating for the first time.

A new prompt appeared on the screen below the coordinates of Zhurong Platform.

[The ignition source should not be forced to light.]