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

The little star-shaped light on the model's base stayed on all night.

very weak.

So weak that it's almost invisible during the day.

But Lin Xiaoman insisted on sitting outside the isolation window watching it, and wouldn't leave no matter who tried to persuade her.

"My brother is afraid of the dark," she said.

Lu Chengong, who was dismantling his broken bow fragments nearby, looked up when he heard this.

"His mouth is afraid of the dark?"

Lin Xiaoman nodded seriously.

"When he was a kid, during power outages, he would curse at the property management while turning on all the flashlights."

A very soft sound came from the model.

"Spreading rumors."

Lin Xiaoman immediately perked up.

"Are you awake?"

"I'm not asleep."

"Can you sleep now?"

"Theoretically, no."

Xu Wangshu had just entered the experimental chamber when he heard this sentence, and his face immediately darkened.

"The inability to sleep indicates that the system lacks a hibernation buffer."

Lin Jibai: "Good morning, Dr. Xu. You're checking the dormitories as soon as you arrive."

"Shut up, save your echo."

She projected the latest data onto the screen.

As a temporary carrier, the model can only support short-term interactions. If Lin Jibai's echo lingers for an extended period, it will cause the carrier to overheat, the identity anchor to wear out, and the lighthouse itself to become unstable.

They must find a more stable medium.

Qin Lan convened the joint office, the lunar sample group, the space city engineering group, and several civilian nodes that had passed the review.

There are many options.

Some have suggested using highly stable quantum storage arrays.

Some have suggested using a lunar sample lattice.

Some have suggested creating a miniature structure that mimics Mount Buzhou.

Some have proposed the most radical solution: temporarily importing Lin Jibai's echo into the deep space mainframe of the space city.

Xu Wangshu rejected them all.

"The host computer is not working."

The technician frowned: "Why? The mainframe has the highest computing power and the strongest fault tolerance."

"Because it's too much like a system," Xu Wangshu said.

Everyone was taken aback.

She continued, "Lin Jibai cannot be placed in a central host that is naturally suited for management, computation, and scheduling. That would cause Beitianmen to redefine him as a core unit."

Lin Jibai's voice came faintly from the small starlight.

"Thanks, I almost became a server."

Lu Chenggong: "Your server must be in arrears too."

"roll."

Qin Lan didn't laugh, but simply asked, "Then what do you want?"

Xu Wangshu looked at the model.

"The carrier must meet three conditions."

"First, it had long-term contact with Lin Jibai himself."

"Secondly, it must be grounded in reality; it cannot be mere mythological material."

"Third, it must be repairable, replaceable, and disconnectable; it cannot be a permanent core."

With these three conditions in place, many sophisticated solutions were eliminated.

Lin Xiaoman suddenly raised her hand.

"His toolbox."

The experimental chamber fell silent for a moment.

"What toolbox?" Qin Lan asked.

"That's the one my brother used to use," Lin Xiaoman said. "It's gray, very old, and the clips broke three times. He used it to repair exhibition hall models, home water pipes, and hospital bedside lamps."

Xu Wangshu's eyes flickered.

Toolbox.

Prolonged contact.

Human objects.

Repairable and replaceable.

Moreover, it is not a mythological structure and will not naturally push Lin Jibai into the "core unit".

It doesn't represent a pillar of heaven, a lighthouse, or a door.

It was the repairman himself.

Qin Lan immediately ordered them to retrieve it.

Half an hour later, the gray toolbox in the rented room in the space city was sent into the experimental module.

It's more ordinary than people imagine.

The surface is covered with scratches, and there's a faded sticker in the corner that reads: "Don't lend it, or I'll curse you if you don't return it."

Lu Chengong remained silent for two seconds after seeing this.

"This is very Lin Jibai."

The little star lights inside the model blinked.

That's a property declaration.

Lin Xiaoman touched the toolbox, her voice very soft.

"My brother once said that this box was more valuable than his life."

"Exaggeration," Lin Jibai said.

"Your hidden stash of money is in there."

"..."

Xu Wangshu opened the toolbox.

There are many things inside.

Wire strippers, screwdrivers, electrical tape, multimeter, a few screws lying around, and a very old flashlight.

Everything showed signs of use.

None of these things were created to carry myths.

But precisely because of this, they may be more suitable to support Lin Jibai.

Xu Wangshu established a second carrier experiment.

This time, instead of importing the echoes into a single core, they are distributed across multiple items in the toolbox.

The flashlight enables interactive functionality.

Multimeter load status reading.

The screwdriver provides short-term motion feedback.

The tape was used as a disconnection anchor.

Lu Chengong stared in disbelief.

"This works?"

Xu Wangshu said: "Distributed carrier."

Lin Jibai: "Sounds sophisticated."

"Translate it into human language," Lu Chenggong said.

Xu Wangshu looked at the toolbox.

"Don't make him the core member."

"Let him be the repairman."

The experiment begins.

The echo of the model's little star light was gradually drawn into the toolbox.

The flashlight is turned on first.

Then the multimeter pointer jumped.

Finally, the old screwdriver gently rolled half a circle.

Lin Jibai's voice came through the flashlight.

It's clearer than in the model.

"Feed".

"This dorm room is good."

Lin Xiaoman covered her mouth, and her tears fell even more fiercely.

Xu Wangshu looked at the data, and a glimmer of light finally appeared in her eyes.

Compatibility: 29%.

It's still not enough.

But it's more than twice as high as the model.

Just when everyone thought the experiment was a success, the patrol officer suddenly sent a new assessment.

[A distributed carrier of the Gonggong variable has been detected.]

This model carries the risk of spreading.

[It is recommended to restrict the access permissions of maintenance personnel.]

Lin Jibai paused for two seconds.

Then the flashlight flashed once.

"Does it want me to become a vegetable?"

Xu Wangshu looked at the screen and said coldly:

"No."

"It's afraid you'll be able to fix it."