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

When the red dot on Mars lit up for the second time, Xu Wangshu was making a triple backup of the source files that Lin Jibai had dragged back.

That red dot was more stable than the first time.

It no longer felt like a momentary error, but rather like someone opening their eyes in a very distant place and confirming the Earth's location.

On the main screen of the joint office, the Mars orbit coordinates were remarked by the patrol shadow, and a line of cold white judgment was added next to them.

[A hidden Fire Seed System has been detected in the human realm.]

[Initiate fire source attribution verification.]

Lin Xiaoman was still lying on the medical bed, her nosebleed had just stopped. When she heard the word "fire source," her body instinctively flinched.

"Then who will it ask to take responsibility?"

Xu Wangshu did not answer immediately.

Because she knew that Beitianmen learned very quickly.

They just used a multi-node chain of responsibility to block the "attribution of responsibility for closing Nantianmen". The inspection team can no longer use the same question. It will change its angle, change its target, and use a more difficult set of questions for investigation.

Sure enough, a new question popped up on the screen the next second.

Who holds the torch?

The rescue ship was quiet.

Lu Chengong leaned back in his chair, his left arm immobilized, the broken bow fragments still burning hot.

"This question is even trickier than the previous one."

If the answer is Tianheng, Beitianmen will directly inspect the Tianheng Cold Storage.

If the answer is "human realm," the Northern Heavenly Gate will determine that there is a hidden weapon in the human realm.

If the answer is no one holds it, it will bypass the human realm and automatically contact the Zhurong Platform.

Xu Wangshu stared at the screen and slowly exhaled.

"The flame is not held by anyone."

Qin Lan looked up.

"you mean?"

"It shouldn't be defined as property, a weapon, or ownership." Xu Wangshu pulled up the cold storage records from Chapter 56. "The spark just refused forced ignition. It has its own rules, at least a refusal mechanism."

Wen Zhaolin sat in the medical isolation ward, his arm heavily bandaged from frostbite. His expression was complex after hearing those words.

"Are you trying to acknowledge the will of the Fire Seed?"

"It's not about acknowledging divinity," Xu Wangshu said coldly, "it's about acknowledging that it's not a tool that can be possessed."

Lu Chengong grinned.

"Translation: This isn't your property, don't touch it."

"almost."

Qin Lan nodded: "How should I answer?"

Xu Wangshu wrote on the public channel:

[The flame of Zhurong Terrace is not held by any human institution.]

[Tianheng's possession of the Fire Seed coordinate fragments is illegal.]

[The human community does not currently recognize any unilateral right to ignite a fire.]

[The record of the refusal to ignite the spark has been filed.]

Before sending it, Wen Zhaolin suddenly spoke.

"Add one sentence."

Xu Wangshu looked at him.

Wen Zhaolin said in a low voice, "Tianheng once tried to possess clues about the fire seed, but this attempt is invalid."

He paused.

"I will be your witness."

Lin Xiaoman glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Xu Wangshu added this sentence.

After the response was issued, the inspector remained silent for twelve seconds.

For twelve seconds, the red dot on Mars burned steadily, while the dark shadow in near-Earth orbit seemed to be calculating.

Finally, it gave a new judgment.

[The individual denies ownership.]

[Tianheng's holding of the shares is invalid.]

[The source refused to record this; verification is pending.]

[Second roll call initiated: Those associated with Zhu Rongtai.]

This time, no names appeared on the screen.

Instead, a series of ancient names appeared.

[Gonggong variable.]

[Hou Yi sequence.]

[Chang'e candidate.]

[South Heavenly Gate Key Container.]

[Authorized by Tianheng.]

Xu Wangshu's expression gradually turned cold.

"It no longer uses modern names."

Lu Chenggong chimed in, "It has some functions."

This is even more dangerous.

Modern names are complex, fragmented, and chaotic, making them difficult to compress. However, mythological names are different; they are the categories most familiar to the old system.

Once they are put back into the old framework of "Gonggong", "Houyi", "Chang'e", "key" and "authorizer", their previously painstakingly built individual identities will be diluted again.

Lin Jibai's lighthouse echoed softly.

It thinks my name is too difficult to manage.

Xu Wangshu said coldly, "Shut up, save electricity."

I am not electricity now.

"Echoes are eliminated."

The light spot in the corner of the moon image shrank, as if it had truly been scolded.

Lin Xiaoman couldn't help but laugh, but quickly became nervous again.

"Sister Xu, what should we do?"

Looking at those ancient titles, Xu Wangshu suddenly recalled the way they kidnapped people in Chapter 50.

This is not to deny that Lin Jibai is a variable related to Gonggong.

Rather, it proves that he is not just a co-working variable.

"Treat it the same way," she said.

"Remove the title back into the person."

She first clicked on [Chang'e Candidates].

Written by: Xu Wangshu, PhD in Lunar Geology, Lunar Far Side Sample Researcher, Temporary Lighthouse Recorder, who refuses to be defined solely as a repository-keeping tool.

Then open the [Nantianmen Key Container].

Lin Xiaoman took over the input herself.

Write: Lin Xiaoman, student, Lin Jibai's younger sister, Lin Wangchuan's daughter, sleep disorder patient, refuses to be a container for any door.

Lu Chengong looked at the [Hou Yi Sequence] and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then write: Lu Chen Gong, Adaptor, Wounded, Former Enemy, Current Technical Assistance, Hou Yi Sequence does not accept Heavenly Court orders.

Wen Zhaolin's fingers paused slightly as he looked at the [Tianheng Authorizer].

Finally, he wrote: Wen Zhaolin, founder of Tianheng, submitter of evidence, person awaiting trial. Authorization invalid, guilt valid.

When it came to the [Gonggong variable], Lin Jibai's echo emerged first.

[Lin Jibai.]

Let's pause for a moment.

[Repairman.]

Then another pause.

[Fieldwork expenses pending reimbursement.]

Xu Wangshu did not delete it.

She simply added one line.

[Recovery mission in progress.]

These responses are incorporated into the multi-node archives of the human race.

The white text on the patrol's outer shell began to flash again.

Mythological titles cannot encompass modern identities.

The complexity of the review process has increased.

However, the red dot on Mars also brightened even more at the same time.

Like another system, finally awakened by these names.

Xu Wangshu stared at the newly appearing waveform below the red dot, and suddenly his breath hitched.

That's not the censorship statement from Beitianmen.

It is an independent signal.

Short, hot, and broken.

The moon image was translated into four characters.

Who started the fire?