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

Fire and water once guarded the same gate.

Upon seeing this footnote, Xu Wangshu's first reaction was to lock all translation records.

"Don't interpret it automatically," she said. "Preserve the original waveform."

The technician was taken aback.

"Dr. Xu, this sentence has been translated."

Translation is not the same as understanding.

She knew all too well what the old system excelled at.

A word, a myth, a title—if interpreted too early, it becomes a new prison.

Fire and water.

Zhurong and Gonggong.

In traditional mythology, they are enemies.

However, the outline had already hinted that Zhu Rong and Gong Gong were not necessarily enemies, but rather two safeguards.

Now, Zhu Rongtai itself has provided the evidence.

The water stain on the edge of the fire pit was not a battle wound.

It's more like a collaborative interface.

Lin Jibai's lighthouse echo suddenly flickered weakly.

I feel like I've seen this before.

Xu Wangshu immediately asked, "Where?"

[The heart chamber of Buzhou Mountain.]

Everyone fell silent.

Lin Jibai continued to slowly float the words.

[Before the South Heavenly Gate was reopened, there was a ring of burn marks on the bottom of the heart chamber.]

I initially thought it was a fragment left behind by the Nine Suns.

Looking at it now, that might not be the case.

Lu Chen Gong frowned.

"If it's not the ninth day, then what is it?"

Xu Wangshu looked at the image of Mars.

"The fire seed of Zhurong Terrace and the heart chamber of Buzhou Mountain were once connected."

Wen Zhaolin's expression changed slightly.

"If that's the case, Lin Wangchuan's maintenance of the fractured state of Buzhou Mountain back then might not only have been to prevent the South Heavenly Gate, but also to prevent the fire from being accidentally ignited."

"Or the opposite," Xu Wangshu said, "He is preserving the mechanism for rejecting the flame."

This sentence caused the cabin to fall silent again.

In the past, they always understood the fracture of Buzhou Mountain as a sign that the old Heavenly Court was being entrusted with its care.

In retrospect, the fracture may have also preserved the possibility of other systems not being taken over.

If Buzhou Mountain is fully restored, the South Heavenly Gate can take over the human world, the North Heavenly Gate can examine the human world, and Zhurong Terrace may also be incorporated into the same old order.

A break is not a failure.

It's isolation.

Qin Lan asked in a deep voice, "Can this serve as a basis for responding to Beitianmen?"

Xu Wangshu shook his head.

"Not enough."

Why?

"Because we only have images and annotations, not the original rules."

Lin Jibai Fuzi.

[The heart chamber may contain it.]

Xu Wangshu's face immediately turned cold.

"I'm not going."

I haven't said I want to go yet.

"You'd better not have it."

Lu Chengong chuckled softly beside him.

But everyone knows that the heart examination will have to be conducted sooner or later.

That place connects to the core of the Buzhou Mountain ruins, where Lin Wangchuan's deepest counter-evidence is hidden, and it may also hold the relationship between the Zhurong Terrace and the variables of Gonggong.

But Lin Jibai has just returned from fieldwork at the archives, and the echo is as brittle as a wire about to break; we absolutely cannot take any more risks.

Lin Xiaoman suddenly spoke.

"I can hear."

Xu Wangshu turned his head.

Lin Xiaoman lay on the bed, her face still pale, but her eyes were clear.

"I won't go to the far side of the moon, nor will I touch the heart chamber. I only listen to the source files my brother brought back to see if my dad mentioned fire."

This is much safer than sending Lin Jibai again.

Xu Wangshu thought for a moment and nodded.

"Only listen to the source file, do not contact the Mars signal."

Lin Xiaoman nodded.

She placed her father's work badge on her palm and closed her eyes.

At first there was only static.

Then, she heard Lin Wangchuan's voice.

This is not a formal log.

Like a casual remark Lin Wangchuan made during a break from maintenance.

"Old Wen said again that Zhurong was just a remnant of a fire control system. I don't believe it."

"The fire control system will not refuse ignition."

"If something can refuse commands, then it's not just a system."

The noise level increased.

Lin Xiaoman frowned.

Another voice emerged.

"Gonggong breaking the pillar was not extinguishing the fire, and Zhurong leaving the fire was not arson."

"Two safety systems: one for disconnection control and one for burnout control."

"They were supposed to work together."

Lin Xiaoman suddenly opened her eyes, her breathing rapid.

Xu Wangshu immediately helped her up.

"What did you hear?"

Lin Xiaoman repeated those few sentences.

Xu Wangshu wrote it down word for word.

Wen Zhaolin was stunned for a long time.

"Wang Chuan said something similar to me back then."

Lu Chengong said coldly, "You didn't believe me."

Wen Zhaolin lowered his head.

"right."

Xu Wangshu did not pursue the matter.

She placed four pieces of evidence side by side: Lin Wangchuan's informal record, Martian footage, watermark annotations, and the refusal of Zhurongtai to be forcibly ignited.

Then respond to Beitianmen.

[The Zhurong Terrace does not accept forced ignition, nor does it accept external supervision.]

The spark and the Gonggong variable once jointly served as a safeguard for the old order.

[Beitianmen has no right to unilaterally take over.]

The inspector remained silent.

Even the red dot on Mars remained silent.

Just when everyone thought things had stabilized for the time being, the patrol shadow in near-Earth orbit suddenly cast a black beam of light, its target neither the human world nor the far side of the moon.

Instead, it was He Jing, who was sealed away in the ruins of Tianheng Cold Storage.

Qin Lan's expression changed drastically.

"They want to interrogate He Jing."

Xu Wangshu's eyes turned cold.

"Beitianmen has started looking for a new agent."