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

The request for a lighthouse on the far side of the moon didn't give them much time.

[Gonggong variable backfill window: Six minutes.]

Everyone in the main control room looked toward the toolbox.

Lin Jibai did not speak immediately.

On the screen, the cracks on the outer layer of the lighthouse resembled a thin white band of dampness, slowly spreading along the remnants of the broken mountain on the far side of the moon. It wasn't an immediate collapse, but it was enough for the Northern Heavenly Gate, the fragments of Nuwa, and the Deep Space Divine Court to record simultaneously.

Xu Wangshu's first reaction was to calculate alternative solutions.

"Can we use a suture tape as a makeshift fix?"

The results are given in the monthly chart.

[It can reduce the rate of crack propagation.]

[Irreplaceable Gonggong variable backfill.]

Qin Lan asked, "How long will the delay be?"

[A maximum of nine minutes.]

Nine minutes.

not enough.

Lin Xiaoman gripped her employee badge tightly: "Use my DreamNet? I'm the Nantianmen key container, can I get a replacement?"

Xu Wangshu shook his head directly.

"You've just stabilized from the cold storage contamination; you can't connect the outer layer of the lighthouse now."

"But--"

"No buts."

This time, it was Lin Jibai who spoke.

His voice came through the flashlight, very steady.

"Xiaoman, you don't need to."

Lin Xiaoman burst into tears.

"And what about you? You've only just gotten back a little while ago."

The toolbox fell silent for a second.

"Therefore, only a portion will be refilled."

Xu Wangshu immediately said, "Listen to the risks first."

"I'm listening."

She tossed the risk sheet into the toolbox.

[Agree/Reply: The lunar far-side lighthouse is stable; the probability of memory recovery for lost ground carriers has increased recently.]

[Refusing to backfill: The ground support continues to strengthen, the cracks in the lighthouse widen, and the deep space observation score declines.]

[Compromise option: The user must select the specific items to retain.]

Lu Chengong cursed under his breath.

"What a terrible choice."

Xu Wangshu did not scold him.

Because this is indeed a bad choice.

On the first day Lin Jibai returned, he didn't even have a complete body, yet he had to select items from his memories to pawn at the Lighthouse.

The toolbox flashlight lit up briefly.

What recent memory recovery events have occurred?

The lunar chart lists the items.

【Bean bag. 】

[Manual brake on the cryogenic valve assembly.]

Details of the Lin Xiaoman medical treatment signing incident.

[Xu Wangshu's West Gate Access Notice.]

[Route to Inspection Gate No. 3.]

The moment the list was released, no one in the main control room spoke.

These aren't caches that can be easily deleted. They've saved lives, argued with people, taken detours, and made Lin Jibai, even when he wasn't the most heroic, still like Lin Jibai.

Lin Jibai remained silent.

These memories are all very small.

In the past, he might not have even cherished something so small.

But now, each one is a rope that will carry him back to the human world.

Xu Wangshu kept his voice very low.

You can refuse.

"Where's the lighthouse?"

"Let's think of another way."

"It will take time to figure out a solution."

"I know."

"The development of a spark also requires the stability of a lighthouse."

"I know."

Lin Jibai chuckled softly.

"Dr. Xu, you don't seem to be advocating for evidence right now, you seem to be trying to renege on your promise."

Xu Wangshu looked at the toolbox with a cold gaze.

"I just want to cheat."

Lin Xiaoman burst into tears.

Lin Jibai stopped joking.

"Then let's compromise and backfill."

The fragments of Nuwa lit up.

Please confirm your selection.

"We must retain the signatures for Xiaoman's treatment," Lin Jibai said. "We can't lose that."

Lin Xiaoman looked up.

"elder brother……"

"Retain the route to maintenance gate number three."

Lu Chengong was stunned: "Why are you keeping this?"

"For escaping later."

That makes sense.

Lin Jibai paused for a moment.

"The steamed buns can be temporarily deposited with the lighthouse."

Xu Wangshu frowned slightly.

Are you sure?

"The dog probably won't mind."

"Anything else?"

The beam of the toolbox flashlight flickered.

"The West Gate passage notice is also affixed."

Xu Wangshu paused for a moment.

"That entry can be deleted; there's no need to re-enter it."

"Don't delete it." Lin Jibai's voice softened. "We can think about it again when you can come back."

Suddenly, no one in the main control room stopped laughing.

This is not a choice that leads to a heroic sacrifice.

But it is precisely because it is not dramatic that the pain is so real.

He did not hand over a grand mission.

He had simply forgotten the name of a dog, and forgotten that he had once warned someone not to go through the Westgate where the dog was.

Xu Wangshu did not carry it out immediately.

She asked again, "Lin Jibai, are you sure this wasn't a forced choice?"

"confirm."

"Are you sure you understand the consequences?"

"confirm."

"Do you confirm that you reserve the right to withdraw later?"

The flashlight in the toolbox lit up briefly.

"Confirmed. And Dr. Xu, you're really behaving like you're giving a pre-operative consultation at a hospital."

Xu Wangshu's hand stopped on the confirm button.

"Then treat it as pre-operative information."

She paused, her voice a little lower than usual.

"We're not offering you up to the lighthouse. We're just temporarily lending out two signposts. What's lent out must have an IOU, and it must be something you can get back."

Lin Jibai was silent for a moment.

"Then remember to keep the IOU safe for me."

"I can."

Fragments of Nuwa float with words.

[My selection of the sample is successful.]

The three-anchor structure is now complete.

The patch tape automatically unfolded and adhered to the crack in the toolbox shell. The blue fragment emitted extremely fine light, passing through the toolbox, the lunar map, and the lighthouse signal like needle and thread.

A very soft sound suddenly came from the toolbox.

thump.

Everyone was stunned.

thump.

Second tone.

It's not mechanical vibration.

It's not an electrical echo.

It's more like a heart that beats very, very slowly, learning to beat again inside a box.

Lin Xiaoman covered her mouth.

Xu Wangshu stared intently at the monitoring chart.

[Ground-based biological rhythm simulation launched.]

[Identity boundary stability: 41%]

The crack in the lighthouse on the far side of the moon has stopped widening.

Lu Chengong asked in a low voice, "Is it done?"

Xu Wangshu did not answer.

Because the observation interface of the Deep Space Divine Court lit up at the same time.

[It has been detected that an individual has voluntarily assumed the cost of public repairs.]

[Supplement to self-study samples.]

However, the next second, an abnormal signal suddenly appeared in the Tianheng residual node.

That signal wasn't Wen Qingyue's text.

It is a heartbeat frequency.

It's exactly the same as the heartbeat in the toolbox.

Wen Zhaolin's expression changed drastically.

"She replicated the rhythm."

On the main screen, Wen Qingyue's message slowly appeared.

If a heartbeat can be simulated, how can one prove their uniqueness?