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

Wen Zhaolin did not arrest them.

Before the unlicensed taxi drove away, he only said one sentence.

"What your father left you will arrive tonight."

This statement sounds more like a threat than a threat itself.

Lin Jibai led Xiaoman and Xu Wangshu to three different locations, finally hiding in an abandoned courier transfer station on the edge of the space city.

This place used to be outsourced by Tianheng Logistics, but after the route was adjusted, only empty shelves and an old monitoring host that could still be connected to power were left.

Lin Jibai first checked the exit, then removed the surveillance hard drive, and finally made a temporary bed for Xiaoman.

Xu Wangshu handed him a tissue after he finished his work.

"nosebleed."

Lin Jibai took it and wiped it casually.

"Could someone have died from that echo?"

"Normal people can suffer brain damage," Xu Wangshu said. "The fact that you're only having a nosebleed means you're not normal."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Xiaoman couldn't sleep soundly, her fingers clutching the hem of Lin Ji's white robe.

Lin Jibai sat down next to her and began to remove the black business card.

The business card was made of a strange material; it wasn't paper or metal. There was a miniature coil inside that could receive low-frequency signals. What Wen Zhaolin gave him wasn't contact information, but a locator, or perhaps bait.

He removed the coil and reconnected it to the old monitoring host.

Xu Wangshu frowned: "You're going to track Tianheng back down?"

"no."

"So what are you doing?"

"Waiting for my dad's package."

At 2:17 a.m., the bell of a tricycle rang outside the abandoned transfer station.

Lin Jibai and Xu Wangshu both looked at the monitor.

In the video, an elderly man in worn-out delivery uniform places a package at the door and glances up at the camera.

His face was obscured by the brim of his hat.

However, the date on his employee badge showed that the package was sent ten years ago.

Xu Wangshu whispered, "Impossible."

Lin Jibai had already rushed out.

There were only packages at the door.

The deliveryman and the tricycle were gone, and there weren't even any tire tracks on the ground.

The package was in an ordinary cardboard box. The recipient was listed as Lin Jibai, and the address was the family compound from ten years ago. The sender was Lin Wangchuan.

Lin Jibai's fingers were stiff.

He used a knife to cut the tape.

Inside the box was a lead-gray sealed box, aerospace-grade sealed, with a faded serial number printed on the surface:

[Lunar soil anomaly sample: NW-07]

Xu Wangshu's expression was grave: "Don't open it. The lunar soil sample must be processed in a clean environment."

Lin Jibai pointed to the bottom of the box.

There was a line of crooked words carved there, as if they had been scratched out with a key.

[To Jibai.]

He pressed the unlock latch.

The sealed box did not pop open; instead, the fingerprint recognition light illuminated first.

Lin Jibai placed his hand on it.

red light.

Insufficient permissions

Xiaoman woke up at some point and walked behind him.

"Brother, let me try."

"no."

"My dad told me to drive it."

Lin Jibai looked at her.

Xiaoman's eyes were clear and filled with fear, but she did not back down.

He finally took her hand and pressed it together on the recognition area.

The green light comes on.

[South Heaven Gate Key Fragment Confirmed]

Xu Wangshu suddenly looked up.

The box lid is opened.

There is no ordinary lunar soil inside.

Only a tuft of silvery-gray dust floated in the vacuum chamber, slowly rotating as if it were alive.

A thin sheet of metal was pressed down beneath the dust.

Lin Jibai took out the thin slice.

The father's handwriting was engraved on it:

The far side of the moon isn't a wasteland; it's the celestial graveyard.

Do not trust a perfectly intact order.

If you start dreaming of doors during the Lesser Fullness of Grain (Xiaoman), it means the Southern Heavenly Gate is searching for its key.

[It's clear that the repairman isn't the one who fixed the Heavenly Pillar.]

[He's the one who ensures it never has to be completely fixed.]

When Lin Jibai read the last line, his throat felt like it was blocked.

My father did not die.

He knew these things would happen at least ten years ago.

Xu Wangshu stared at the clump of lunar soil, his voice so low it was almost inaudible: "This is not lunar soil."

"What is it now?"

"Some kind of recording medium." She turned on the instrument. "It contains traces of vocal cord vibration, like a person's voice frozen in dust."

As soon as the instrument approached, the lunar soil suddenly trembled.

All the shelves in the abandoned transfer station made a soft creaking sound at the same time.

A strange woman's voice came from the dust:

"The cold storage in the Moon Palace has lost pressure."

"The custodian requests archiving."

"Someone illegally left human samples at the foot of the South Heaven Gate."

"Number: Lin Xiaoman"

Xiaoman's face turned deathly pale.

Lin Jibai shielded her behind him.

Lunar Soil continues to speak out.

This time, it was the father.

"Ji Bai, if you get the box, leave the space city immediately."

"Tianheng Society will ignite the Earth-Moon Ladder."

"They're not trying to land on the moon."

"It's the Heavenly Court."

As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of white light shot into the sky from the city center in the distance.

All the large screens in the aerospace city simultaneously switched to press conferences.

Wen Zhaolin stood under the spotlight, a smile on his face:

"Tianheng Group will soon launch the pilot project of the Earth-Moon Ladder, the greatest engineering project in human history."

Lin Jibai stared at the screen, the Moon Soil Box in his hand as cold as ice.

At the end of the press conference, Wen Zhaolin looked up and seemed to see him through the camera lens.

"We will reconnect the human world with the far side of the moon."

Xiaoman suddenly grabbed Lin Jibai's hand tightly.

"elder brother."

"Someone is laughing behind the door."