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

I disagree.

Xu Wangshu's voice was so cold that none of the technicians dared to look up.

On the moon map, Lin Jibai's echo still lingers there.

Wow.

Those two short words seemed to push him back to the most dangerous place on the far side of the moon.

Lin Xiaoman also became anxious in the remote channel.

"Brother, you don't even have a body right now, how can you go?"

Lin Jibai's words slowly emerged.

There are ways to create an echo.

Lu Chen Gong frowned.

Speak like a human.

I can use the lighthouse cable to run to the outer edge of the archives.

Xu Wangshu immediately rejected it.

"No. Your identity has just been secured; if you leave the lighthouse's protected area, you'll be caught by the patrol shadows."

"Then tie me up with a rope."

"What rope?"

Human connection.

The cabin fell silent.

Lin Jibai's words were unserious, but Xu Wangshu understood them.

Chapter 50 They had just nailed him back to the human world with trivial evidence. That evidence wasn't just an identity file, but also a network of relationships. If this network of relationships could be temporarily anchored, perhaps Lin Jibai's echo could briefly leave the lighthouse without being archived by the North Heavenly Gate.

Risk is extremely high.

Once the anchor point breaks, he could scatter directly along the route of the Buzhou Mountain debris.

Xu Wangshu remained silent for a long time.

Then she said, "I need a solution."

Lin Jibai's echo revealed a series of crooked and twisted circuit diagrams.

Clearly, he wasn't idle during his time at the lighthouse.

The route starts from the lunar far-side lighthouse, follows the remaining boundary line after the closure of the Southern Heavenly Gate, bypasses the outer layer of the heart capsule, and enters the archives on the outer edge of Buzhou Mountain. There are three breakpoints along the way, requiring ground-based simultaneous provision of identity anchors, dream voice anchors, and Houyi sequence positioning.

Xu Wangshu laughed in anger after reading it.

"You call this a plan?"

【draft.】

"This is called a suicide route."

[Professionals can optimize this.]

Lin Xiaoman cried and scolded, "You're still being sarcastic!"

A line of small text appeared on the moon map.

[It's easy to be afraid of not being poor.]

No one laughed this time.

Xu Wangshu closed her eyes briefly, and when she opened them again, she had regained her composure.

"You can try."

Lin Xiaoman immediately looked up.

"Sister Xu!"

"It's not about letting him run around," Xu Wangshu said. "It's about having him carry out the shortest field mission within the designated area: grab the source files from the archive, not touch the heart chamber, not respond to any questions from the patrol team, and not track Beitianmen without authorization."

Lu Chengong looked at the moon painting.

"Will he listen?"

Lin Jibai: [To the best of my ability.]

Xu Wangshu said coldly, "If you don't listen, I'll put it in your file and make a note that you disobeyed medical advice."

【ruthless.】

Anchoring will begin soon.

Lin Xiaoman was in charge of the Dream Anchor. She could no longer withstand high-intensity impacts, and could only provide the lightest layer of traction: those meaningless yet real everyday moments between the siblings. The owed cake, the burnt eggs, the plastic chairs in the hospital corridor, the mud on the takeout boxes on rainy days.

Lu Chenggong was in charge of locating the anchor. He used fragments of Hou Yi to lock the line between the lunar far-side lighthouse and the outer edge archive, ensuring that Lin Jibai would not deviate from the heart chamber.

Xu Wangshu is in charge of the identity anchor.

She opened the retrieval mission file created in Chapter 50 and temporarily changed "Lin Jibai Retrieval Target" to "Lin Jibai, Lighthouse Field Staff, Mission Deadline: Twelve Minutes".

Qin Lan paused for a second upon seeing this temporary identity.

Are you sure you want to write it this way?

"The system needs an identity, so I'll provide one."

"Field staff?"

Xu Wangshu remained expressionless.

"Better than a permanent light bulb."

The temporary status has been confirmed to be effective.

[Lighthouse Field Staff: Lin Jibai]

[Anchoring countdown: 12 minutes.]

A sliver of light appeared on the far side of the moon, illuminating the lighthouse.

The light traveled swiftly along the ruins and old lines, like a person without a body running again through the enormous project they once built.

Lin Jibai's perspective was projected onto the moon map.

Everyone saw the far side of the moon.

I saw the black broken pillars on the outer edge of Buzhou Mountain.

They saw the maintenance port, transport well, and outer archive that they had passed by.

But this time, it was no longer quiet there.

The narrow, black beam of the inspector's shadow, like a needle, was piercing the entrance to the archives.

Layers of white text covered the handwritten records left by Lin Wangchuan.

[Verification of the original succession policy document.]

[The non-permanent succession clause is unusual.]

[Preparing to revert to the old version.]

Xu Wangshu's expression suddenly turned cold.

"It wants to delete the regulations we revised."

Lin Jibai's voice echoed softly.

I saw it.

"Just grab the source file, don't fight it head-on."

【receive. 】

He rushed into the archives.

There are eleven minutes and forty-two seconds remaining in the anchoring time.