174: Chapter 175 God remembered his name, and Jiang Cheng made him a work badge.

[ Lin Jin ]

[ She has started to remember you. ]

The moment the golden characters burned into his palm, Lin Jin's entire right arm went rigid.

It wasn't pain.

It was the feeling of being seen.

It felt as if an eye had pierced through his skin, bones, and memories, landing directly on the name written down when he was born.

The lights in the control room turned gold simultaneously.

The Mainframe screen, the seventy-two dials, the gray application forms at the Return Application Station, He Zhibai's public ledger, Luo Wensheng's Record paper—every surface capable of bearing writing began to display the same line of text.

[ Repairman: Lin Jin ]

At first, it was just one line.

Then it became two.

[ Sole Repairman: Lin Jin ]

[ Divine Maintenance Authority Pre-binding in Progress ]

Cheng Du's expression changed abruptly.

"It isn't calling you."

"It's tagging you!"

Lin Jin tried to pull his hand away from the Mainframe, only to find that the golden characters in his palm had hooked into the brass connecting ring like claws.

Every stroke drilled into his flesh.

The first stroke was "Lin."

Just as the second stroke was about to descend, every class insignia in the city flickered at once.

Many people instinctively cried out.

"Lin Jin!"

"What happened over there with Lin Jin?"

"Is Lin Jin in trouble again?"

The more voices there were, the brighter the golden light became.

The gods heart heard them.

It took those shouts as confirmation.

[ Reality continuous address collection in progress ]

[ Subject name stable ]

[ Can be used as God Head maintenance entry key ]

Thirteen's face sank abruptly.

"Stop calling his name!"

Qin Shanhe reacted instantly, cutting the broadcast to the entire city.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

"Do not repeat Lin Jin's name!"

"Report status from each post using job titles."

"Maintenance Core, report status."

The noise from the crowd was partially suppressed.

But it was already enough.

The character "Lin" in Lin Jin's palm had fully formed.

Golden threads drilled from his palm all the way to his wrist bone, as if trying to weld his name into a key.

Shen Tingxue raised her hand to seal it in ice, but as soon as the frost covered his palm, the golden characters shone through from beneath the ice layer.

Zhou Heng thrust his Thunder Spear into the Mainframe's casing, attempting to forcibly sever the golden threads, but was knocked back half a step by the recoil.

[ True name binding in progress; external interruption will damage the continuity of the subject's name ]

Chen Ye felt his scalp tingle.

"We can't even cut this?"

Cheng Du gritted his teeth.

"We can't just hack at it!"

"A name isn't filth; cutting it will hurt him."

"Then what do we do?"

Cheng Du stared at Lin Jin's palm, his voice as heavy as iron.

"Don't let the name act as the key."

Lin Jin gasped for air and looked up.

"What should I replace the key with?"

Cheng Du didn't answer immediately.

Because twenty years ago, no one had been able to answer that question.

Lin Shoushan used his own hands.

Cheng Du used his own body.

The White Tower used students.

The Six Seats used titles.

The God used true names.

All systems were accustomed to using "a complete person" as an entry point because people were the most stable, most easily locked, and most capable of being forced to bear the burden.

The second stroke of the golden characters began to descend.

The first dot of the character "Jin" burned into his palm.

Lin Jin's vision suddenly went dark.

A memory was dragged out.

It was from when he was a child, and Lin Shoushan was squatting at the doorway, fixing a broken small fan for him.

He asked, "Dad, what does my name mean?"

Lin Shoushan said, "Jin, it means there is still fire in the ashes."

That memory was coiled up by the golden threads and dragged toward the gods heart.

The veins on Lin Jin's forehead bulged as he grabbed his own right wrist.

"It's using the memories beneath my name as an anchor!"

Thirteen stepped on the golden threads, her palm sizzling as it burned.

"This thing really knows how to pick."

Yu Xing's voice came through the comms.

"Divine name-recording isn't just ordinary memory."

"It remembers the name first, then remembers why the name exists."

"Once it finishes collecting, you won't lose your name."

"But this name will have an additional owner."

Shen Tingxue's eyes turned cold.

"We can't let it collect it."

Lin Jin gritted his teeth and looked at the Mainframe.

No prompts.

No maintenance plan.

But he could see that the golden threads weren't connected directly to his heart; they were bypassing the brass connecting ring and connecting to the freshly restored Mainframe connecting key.

The gods heart understood the "God Head maintenance entry" as requiring a key.

It couldn't find The Seventh Seat.

It couldn't find the Hand of Rules.

So it started using Lin Jin's own true name as the key.

"Maintenance isn't about recognizing a person to open a door," Lin Jin murmured.

"Maintenance requires a work order."

Cheng Du's single eye lit up suddenly.

"Right."

"A work order!"

He raised his functional left hand and pointed to a rusted-shut iron box on the side of the console.

"There's a work ticket box in the old maintenance tunnel."

"It was decommissioned by The Six Seats years ago."

"Pry it open!"

Chen Ye rushed over and smashed the shell of the iron box with his shield.

Inside, there were no divine artifacts.

Just a stack of yellowed, blank maintenance work tickets.

The edges of the paper were brittle, and the top was printed with an old-fashioned form:

[ Maintenance Object ]

[ Fault Description ]

[ Risk Warning ]

[ Personnel on Duty ]

[ Reviewer ]

[ Handover Record ]

[ Evacuation Confirmation ]

It was very ordinary.

So ordinary that it didn't seem like it could oppose a god.

But as Cheng Du looked at those papers, his eyes turned red.

"This is what a Repairman should use."

"Not lives."

"Not positions."

"Not a seat given by a god."

"It's a work order."

Lin Jin reached out to grab a work ticket, and the golden threads immediately tightened, forcibly pressing his palm back onto the Mainframe.

[ The Repairman cannot transfer entry obligations ]

Lin Jin's right arm emitted a sound like cracking bone.

Shen Tingxue's expression changed, and she immediately pressed down on his shoulder.

"Don't pull hard!"

"Then I won't pull."

Lin Jin looked at the others.

"You write it."

Luo Wensheng was the first to pick up a pen.

Her hand, not yet fully recovered, was slow, but she wrote with extreme steadiness.

[ Maintenance Object: National Class Transfer System · God Head Core ]

He Zhibai followed up.

[ Fault Description: The God is occupying naming rights and attempting to use the Repairman's true name as an entry key ]

Ye Guizhou stamped it.

[ Work order received ]

[ Receipt does not equal sole responsibility ]

Tang Qi wrote:

[ Risk Warning: Any clause stating "must be borne by Lin Jin personally" must be regarded as a forced command revival ]

Su Yan wrote:

[ Category Risk: Entry point must not be bound to a single living person ]

Qin Shanhe wrote:

[ Unit on Duty: Jiangcheng Temporary Maintenance Team ]

Fang Ning reported over The Hospital comms:

[ Life Monitoring Group: Participating in review ]

Meng Huai shouted from Bypass Station One:

[ Bypass Station One: Participating in handover verification ]

One name after another was written on it.

They weren't all combat powerhouses.

There were doctors, former students, electricians, recorders, and newly enrolled maintenance shift trainees.

The words on the work ticket grew more numerous, yet the paper did not tear.

It was like a piece of wood that had been dry, now soaking up the weight of reality once more.

The golden threads began to hesitate.

[ Repairman detected: Multiple ]

[ Entry key is not unique ]

The Abyss and the gods heart reacted almost simultaneously.

[ Multiple people are insufficient to open the God Head maintenance entry ]

[ Must specify the true name of the primary Repairman ]

The character "Jin" in Lin Jin's palm continued to burn downward.

Another memory was dragged out before his eyes.

Shen Tingxue calling him "Lin Jin" for the first time at the entrance of the Abandoned Hospital.

Chen Ye laughing and calling him "Repairman."

Zhou Heng seeing him as someone outside of the Barrier Breaker Position.

Thirteen shouting at him before The Seventh Seat not to merge.

These voices were pulled by the golden threads, about to be sent to the gods heart.

Shen Tingxue suddenly reached out and pressed her hand onto the "Personnel on Duty" section of the work ticket.

"Shen Tingxue, on duty."

Chen Ye slapped his hand on.

"Chen Ye, on duty."

Zhou Heng pressed his hand.

"Zhou Heng, on duty."

Thirteen looked at that paper, pressed her hand on it with a cold face.

"Thirteen."

"Not a spare part for Lin Jin, on duty."

Cheng Du also pressed his hand down.

"Cheng Du, reviewer."

Teacher Xu Wenzhou pressed down with the handle of 002.

"Teacher Xu Wenzhou, corroborating witness."

Yu Xing's voice sounded over the comms.

"Yu Xing, naming rights contamination observation."

Luo Wensheng added:

[ This work order allows multiple people on duty, allows shift changes, and allows the primary Repairman to leave for rest. ]

He Zhibai added to the ledger.

[ Any risks arising from the work order enter the public maintenance cost and shall not be automatically converted into payment by Lin Jin personally. ]

Ye Guizhou stamped it again.

[ Handover can occur ]

[ No permanent service signed ]

Cheng Du stared at the last column of the work ticket.

"One thing is still missing."

Lin Jin gasped and asked, "What?"

"A work ID."

"The system recognizes the entry point; there must be an identification object."

Chen Ye instinctively looked at Lin Jin's rusty wrench.

"No," Shen Tingxue said first.

"That belongs to him."

But Lin Jin looked down at the wrench that had been with him for a long time.

The wrench was chipped and covered in rust.

It wasn't the Hand of Rules.

It wasn't a divine artifact given by a god.

It was just the first tool he had picked up when he became a Repairman.

Lin Jin smiled.

"I'm not handing it over."

"Just take a piece of rust."

He gripped the wrench with his left hand and scraped it hard against the edge of the console.

A flake of rust, smelling of old iron, fell off.

Chen Ye dismantled a small piece of metal from the edge of his shield.

Shen Tingxue conjured an ice crystal seal.

Zhou Heng used thunder fire to melt the rust, the metal, and the remaining corner of the Deans Seal together.

Luo Wensheng engraved characters on it.

Not Lin Jin's name.

But:

[ Jiangcheng Temporary Maintenance Team ]

On the back, it was engraved:

[ No. 001 God Head Core Maintenance Work Order ]

The moment the work ID formed, the work ticket ignited with a faint yellow light.

It didn't suppress the golden characters in Lin Jin's palm.

Instead, it blocked the space between the golden characters and the gods heart.

[ Substitute entry identifier detected ]

[ True name binding obstructed ]

The golden threads twitched frantically.

Deep within the gods heart, that golden eye widened once more.

It finally stopped looking only at Lin Jin.

Instead, it saw this hideously ugly, unevenly edged work ID pieced together from rusty iron and scrap metal.

Lin Jin raised his hand, which had been burned until it was a bloody mess, and pressed the work ID onto the brass connecting ring.

"The God can remember Lin Jin."

"But it cannot use Lin Jin as a key."

"If you want repairs, follow the work order."

Click.

The golden characters in his palm stopped.

The two characters "Lin Jin" did not disappear.

They still belonged to him.

But they exited the [ Sole Repairman ] column on the Mainframe interface.

A new identification item slowly generated:

[ Maintenance entry key: Jiangcheng Temporary Maintenance Team · No. 001 Work Order ]

[ Currently on duty: Multiple ]

[ Primary Repairman can be rotated ]

[ True name protection: Enabled ]

Lin Jin's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed.

Shen Tingxue supported him.

Chen Ye let out a long breath.

"You scared me to death."

Thirteen stared at the work ID and suddenly said, "Ugly."

Lin Jin laughed hoarsely.

"It's temporary."

Cheng Du also looked at the work ID.

After a long time, he cursed, "It is ugly."

"But it looks like something a person made."

In the sky, the quest updates rearranged themselves.

[ Target: God Head Core ]

[ Fault: The God still occupies the naming rights of the National Class Transfer System ]

[ Maintenance entry: To be opened after all seventy-two bypass stations are established ]

[ Entry key: No. 001 Work Order ]

[ Warning: The God has recorded the existence of the maintenance team ]

The last line of golden text slowly emerged.

[ God Head Core is generating a counter-work order ]

Lin Jin looked up.

"A counter-work order?"

The Mainframe screen suddenly cut to the direction of The Hospital.

In the neonatal area of First Hospital, all birth registration terminals lit up with golden light simultaneously.

A golden work order, issued by the God Head Core, was pasted onto the name column of every infant.

[ God-side maintenance work order ]

[ Maintenance Object: All unstable names ]

[ Fault Description: Human naming rights are too chaotic ]

[ Maintenance Plan: Unified naming by the God Head ]

Fang Ning's face turned pale instantly.

In the nursery, the name column of the first child began to be erased automatically.

A new golden name was slowly written down.

[ Class Embryonic Seed - 0001 ]