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

After leaving the exhibition hall, Xu Wangshu's first action was not to report.

The toolbox was placed on the temporary isolation table to inspect the roll of tape.

The tape showed no change in appearance.

It's still black, with some dust stuck to the edges, looking like something you'd find in any repairman's kit.

As soon as the moon image approached, a very light blue ripple appeared on its surface.

[The patching rules are stable in this copy.]

[Can temporarily stabilize low-level regular cracks.]

[Not for use in permanent blocking.]

Lin Jibai's voice came through the flashlight.

"Is this considered a magical artifact?"

Xu Wangshu said, "It's for maintenance consumables."

"That's quite expensive."

"Reimbursement will be provided after use."

The toolbox was silent for a second.

"Dr. Xu, you've gone astray."

Hearing them bickering, Lin Xiaoman relaxed a little.

But soon, she looked back at the main screen.

Tianheng has already begun issuing statements.

Wen Qingyue packaged the underground warehouse incident at the exhibition hall as "the joint office illegally transferring Tianheng's abnormal assets".

She did not mention the pressure backflow caused by forcibly sealing the crack.

There was no mention that the patching rule copy was provided by the fragment itself.

She only emphasized one thing: Xu Wangshu took away the key anomaly.

Questions began to emerge on public channels.

Is the Joint Office also hoarding mythological resources?

[On what basis does Xu Wangshu decide what she can take away?]

At least Tianheng has the technology; is the Joint Command currently relying entirely on a few wounded soldiers and a toolbox?

Lu Chengong's forehead veins throbbed as he watched.

"Who wrote the last sentence? Come out and take your punishment."

Lin Jibai: "What about the toolbox? The toolbox saved a satellite."

Qin Lan did not rush to suppress public opinion.

She made the complete on-site record public.

This includes Lin Wangchuan's wall base markings, the original words of the fragments, the pressure backflow caused by Wen Qingyue's sealing device, and the entire process of Xu Wangshu patching the seams with adhesive tape.

Xu Wangshu then added an explanation.

There is no God in the old warehouse.

There was only a piece of still-functioning debris, a crack that couldn't be sealed, and maintenance markings left by Lin Wangchuan.

We did not take any of the fragments.

Only take the copy of the patching rules it actively generates.

The controversy did not disappear immediately after this statement was issued.

But the direction has changed.

Many people are now asking Tianheng the following questions: Why seal off the cracks? Why remove the risk of pressure backflow from the statement? Why call the anomaly an asset?

The underground warehouse of the exhibition hall is also attracting increasing attention.

It is not a miracle.

Instead, it was the first confirmed "low-activity rule crack in the human world".

Qin Lan made a decision quickly.

"The underground warehouse of the exhibition hall will not be relocated."

"Set as an in-situ preservation point."

"It will be jointly supervised by the Joint Office, the Space City, and the Public Nodes."

Xu Wangshu nodded.

"We need to add one more thing."

"What?"

"Deification is prohibited."

Qin Lan looked at her.

Xu Wangshu said, "That's not a sacred place. Don't offer flowers, don't kneel, don't make wishes. It's a leaky old warehouse that needs regular checks on the moisture at the base of the walls and the pressure regulation."

Lin Jibai immediately responded.

"Add another clause: the property management company must be responsible."

Lin Xiaoman laughed out loud.

Qin Lan actually had it written into her name.

[Management Rules for the Original Site Preservation Area: Deification, forced sealing, unauthorized sampling are prohibited; regular maintenance is required; property management responsibilities cannot be waived.]

When this rule was made public, many people initially thought it was absurd.

Then I realized it made perfect sense.

Even with the revival of a myth, someone still has to check for leaks.

This is the human world.

The Deep Space Divine Court also recorded this event.

[Human approach to handling third-party repairs of damaged parts: Preservation in original location, prohibition of mythologizing, and allowance for leakage.]

[Supplement to self-study samples.]

The inspector did not refute this.

This only made Xu Wangshu more vigilant.

Because every time it remains silent, it may be waiting for a higher-level judgment.

Wen Qingyue, however, did not remain silent.

She quickly issued a second statement.

If the Joint Office insists on preserving the site at its original location, Tianheng will release more records of the fragments from the Nuwa Mending the Sky Bureau.

[This includes assessments of future restoration work on the works of Lin Jibai, Xu Wangshu, and Lin Xiaoman.]

Lin Xiaoman's expression changed.

"Future assessment?"

Wen Zhaolin whispered, "Tianheng may have done some calculations."

Xu Wangshu looked at him.

"What kind of deduction method should we use?"

Wen Zhaolin looked up, his voice deep.

"Using the remains of Buzhou Mountain, Martian echoes, and early Tianzhu echo data from Lin Jibai."

The flashlight in the toolbox flashed once.

"How come she also has my early data?"

Wen Zhaolin closed his eyes briefly.

"Collected during the Tianheng Adaptor Project."

Lu Chengong cursed.

Xu Wangshu's expression turned cold.

This means that Wen Qingyue may have a report projecting their future risks.

Maybe it's inaccurate.

But enough to create panic.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Wen Qingyue released the first evaluation page.

The title is:

[Lin Jibai's failed attempt to retrieve the artifacts may lead to a second disruption of the Earth-Moon rules.]

Lin Xiaoman gripped the bed sheet tightly.

Lin Jibai's flashlight beam also dimmed.

Xu Wangshu looked at the headline and calmed down.

"She's started playing the fear card."

Qin Lan asked, "How should we go about it?"

Xu Wangshu picked up the roll of mending tape.

"She tweeted a performance."

"We'll send out a fix."