201: Chapter 202 Lin Jin was nailed to the ground, and Jiang Cheng dismantled "this place" into a thousand parts.

[Position Anchoring Started]

[Target: Lin Jin]

[Purpose: General Ground Nail for all temporary positions in Jiangcheng]

Golden threads drilled out from the cracks in the ground, wrapping around Lin Jin's ankles.

It wasn't tightening around flesh.

It was tightening around his shadow.

His shadow was nailed into the ground bit by bit, like a long spike passing through the words "Jiangcheng West Entrance Shelter," then extending along the city map.

First Hospital, rest station, No. 1 Bypass Station, Temporary Classroom, and Return Application Desk—all the temporary positions that had just been confirmed had a thin thread connected back to his feet.

Chen Ye's face changed, and he lunged over to grab his arm.

"I'll pull you out!"

As he exerted force, the golden threads under Lin Jin's feet suddenly tightened.

In the distance, the No. 3 incubator at First Hospital shook with a "clang," and the bedside card was almost torn apart.

Fang Ning's voice came immediately:

"Don't pull hard! The position Record for the No. 3 incubator is shaking!"

Chen Ye froze.

He didn't dare move again.

Shen Tingxue's Ice Line wrapped around the edge of Lin Jin's feet, wanting to freeze the golden threads, but as soon as the ice touched the ground, the dashed boundary line of the temporary shelter turned white with frost, and several refugees in the shelter shivered simultaneously.

Zhou Heng's Thunder Spear thrust down, and the electric current was diverted to the transfer ring of the No. 1 Bypass Station.

Everyone understood.

The God Head had nailed Lin Jin to be the "General Ground Nail."

Moving him meant moving all positions.

If they didn't move him, he would remain here forever, becoming the anchor for all temporary locations in Jiangcheng.

The old man holding a medicine bag in the shelter said in a trembling voice:

"Child, how about... don't worry about us for now."

As soon as these words fell, the golden threads lit up immediately.

[Temporary positions can be maintained by the General Anchor]

[Sacrifice one person to stabilize the crowd]

Chen Ye's eyes turned red.

"Shut up!"

The old man shrank back in fear.

Lin Jin raised his hand to stop Chen Ye and looked down at his own shadow.

His right foot had already sunk half an inch into the ground.

His bones didn't hurt.

But something colder was crawling up from the soles of his feet.

It was as if the entire city was silently saying: Since you are here, don't leave.

He suddenly laughed.

"The God Head really knows how to pick."

Chen Ye anxiously scolded him:

"You're still laughing?"

"I'm laughing because its old habit has flared up again."

Lin Jin looked at the people in the shelter whose gray-white points had just lit up.

"It thinks that the person who confirms others' positions should be responsible for all positions."

"Just like it used to think that the person who signs for receipt should be responsible for all Return Applications."

Ye Guizhou said in a deep voice over the communication channel:

"The receipt desk can be dismantled."

Lin Jin nodded.

"Positions are the same."

He couldn't squat down, his legs were nailed, so he could only insert his new tool into the ground beside him, and shouted to the people in the shelter:

"You just said where you were."

"Now write it down yourselves."

The woman was stunned.

"Write what?"

"Write the position under your feet."

"After you finish, don't give it to me."

"Stick it on your own spot."

The woman hurriedly looked for paper, and since there was none, she tore off a corner of a cardboard box.

[I am at the Jiangcheng West Entrance Shelter, next to the torn blue tarp.]

She wrote very uglily, and the characters were crooked.

But the moment it was stuck to the ground, the golden thread connecting Lin Jin to her loosened a little.

The man immediately followed suit.

[I am to the right of the hot water bucket, the plastic sheet under my feet is torn.]

The old man also wrote tremblingly:

[I am at the entrance, the medicine bag is in my arms, I am not leaving for now.]

Thirteen added a wooden board with a cold face:

[Thirteen is currently outside the shelter, temporarily guarding, not part of the shelter.]

Chen Ye glanced at him.

"You're quite thorough."

"I'm afraid some idiot will mistake me for a door pillar again."

In the shelter, one position after another began to separate from Lin Jin's feet and fall back to each person's own side.

Not everyone could write.

A child was crying in fear, his hands shaking so much he couldn't hold the pen.

Shen Tingxue walked over, not writing the name for him, but only outlining the contour around his footprints on the ground with the Ice Line.

The child's mother pressed her palm print next to it.

[Child is currently to my left, crying, unable to write.]

When this Record was posted, the golden threads under Lin Jin's feet loosened another section.

Cheng Du reacted immediately from the Mainframe and roared:

"All nodes! Do not report position Records back to the Jiangcheng Master Table!"

"Keep the cards locally!"

"Keep bedside cards by the bed, chair cards by the chair, and ring cards by the ring!"

"The Mainframe only collects status, it does not act as an anchor!"

At First Hospital, Fang Ning immediately split the master Record to every bedside.

The rest station tied seat cards to the back of every chair.

The No. 1 Bypass Station hung transfer cards on the outside of the ring.

The Temporary Classroom had every student place their name card by their own feet, instead of handing it to Qin Shanhe.

Qinghe County also learned.

Teacher Song Qing had thirty-seven students write on the corner of their desks:

[I am currently here.]

Someone finished writing and added:

[I might not be here after class.]

Teacher Song Qing saw it and nodded.

"This sentence is the most important."

Small "presence cards" began to appear on the edges of work order no. 002.

They were not neat, not uniform, and not pretty.

But each one was telling the God Head:

Here, I do not need Lin Jin to nail it down for me.

The general anchor threads under Lin Jin's feet snapped one by one.

But there were still seven left, pulling him tightly.

Cheng Du quickly reported the points:

"The remaining ones are places without clear evacuation conditions!"

"Shelter General Boundary, First Hospital Pediatric Public Care Area, Rest Station General Shelter, Return Application Desk, Mainframe Work Order Desk, Temporary Classroom General Circle, No. 1 Bypass Station General Position!"

Lin Jin looked down at his feet.

The golden threads were still crawling up.

They had already reached his calves.

The God Head said coldly:

"Local parts can be divided."

"General positions still need an anchor."

"Without an anchor for general positions, the positions will collapse and disperse."

Qin Shanhe picked up a piece of chalk and stood inside the Temporary Classroom circle.

"The general circle is not mine."

He wrote outside the circle:

[Classroom General Circle is currently maintained by this class]

[Can be erased after class]

[Needs to be redrawn for next class]

After saying this, he raised his foot and personally erased a section of the circle.

Many students panicked for a moment.

But their own presence cards by their feet were still there.

The classroom did not collapse.

It just became "this class is still in session, can disperse after class."

One thread under Lin Jin's feet disappeared.

Fang Ning, at First Hospital Pediatric Public Care Area, took down the "Public Care Area" sign and changed it into three pieces.

[No. 3 incubator currently under care]

[Nurse station currently on duty]

[Public supplies currently stored]

She added:

[Public Care Area is not a mother, does not own the infants.]

The second thread snapped.

At the rest station, Old Liu took down the general shelter sign and replaced it with:

[No. 2 Rest Station currently open]

[Opening hours can be changed]

[Can be empty after chairs are returned]

[Those resting do not belong to the station]

The third thread snapped.

At the Return Application Desk, Ye Guizhou flipped over the "Receiving Point" wooden sign in the center of the long table and wrote:

[Today's Application Temporary Storage Desk]

[Closed when unattended]

[Applications can be taken away, transferred, or withdrawn]

The fourth thread snapped.

At the No. 1 Bypass Station, Meng Huai and his successor hung the "Station General Position" sign between the two of them together, rather than hanging it on any one person's hand.

[Station position maintained by transfer Records]

[Person on duty does not act as the foundation]

The fifth thread snapped.

Only one thread remained on the Mainframe Work Order Desk.

Cheng Du looked at the Mainframe in front of him and was silent for a few seconds.

He had always regarded this place as the hub of Jiangcheng maintenance.

But now, the God Head was seizing the "hub."

Cheng Du reached out and took down the sign in front of the Mainframe desk inscribed with [Jiangcheng Temporary Maintenance Team General Work Order Desk].

Everyone looked at him.

He cursed.

"What are you looking at? It's not like I can't bear to part with a broken sign."

He flipped the sign over and inscribed new words.

[General Work Order Desk currently in use]

[Can be relocated, backed up, and shut down for maintenance]

[Jiangcheng Maintenance Team is not equal to this machine]

The sixth thread snapped.

The last one was still pulling at Lin Jin's feet.

The Shelter General Boundary.

This temporary shelter area was the most chaotic, thinnest, and least belonging place just now.

If there were no general boundary, the refugees would scatter.

If there were a general boundary, the God Head would have to find a general anchor.

Lin Jin looked at the people in the shelter.

They were not from Jiangcheng.

Some didn't even know where they came from.

Some had just fled from the road, some were just temporarily dropped off by a convoy, and some hadn't even registered their names.

The God Head was seizing exactly this "no other place to accept them."

It said: If there is no belonging, then belong to the Mother of All Things.

Lin Jin asked:

"Do you want to live here forever?"

No one dared to answer immediately.

After a few seconds, the woman said softly:

"I want to wait for my brother."

The man said:

"I want to see if I can go south tomorrow."

The old man holding the medicine bag:

"I want to take my medicine first."

The child's mother whispered:

"I want him to sleep."

Lin Jin nodded.

"Okay."

"Then this place is not called the Shelter General Boundary."

"It's called the Temporary Waiting Area."

He used the handle end of his new tool to draw a non-closed line on the ground.

The gap faced outward.

[Jiangcheng West Entrance Temporary Waiting Area]

[Current Purpose: Waiting, resting, looking for a destination]

[Entering does not equal belonging]

[Leaving does not equal betrayal]

[Those with nowhere to go can stay temporarily]

[Those with a destination can leave]

[Boundary is not closed]

[No general anchor set]

The line lit up with a gray-white light.

It didn't enclose the people.

It just told them: You can stand here for a while.

The last golden thread finally loosened.

The ground under Lin Jin's feet cracked with a "click," and his shadow snapped back into his body from the nailed state.

He stumbled, almost falling to his knees.

Chen Ye grabbed and steadied him.

This time, holding him did not trigger the position anchor.

Chen Ye breathed a sigh of relief, but his mouth was still tough:

"You almost became a road bollard."

Lin Jin panted:

"A road bollard is still better looking than your shield."

"You still have the energy to be snarky, looks like you're fine."

On the Mainframe screen, a maintenance feedback appeared.

[Position confirmation is used to indicate current presence and must not automatically form permanent belonging.]

[Temporary positions should have purpose, boundaries, methods of departure, and conditions for acceptance or closure.]

[Confirmers, Recorders, and maintainers must not become general anchors due to confirming positions.]

[Ownerless, passing-through, waiting, resting, and temporary stayers can all be temporarily confirmed and must not be incorporated into the Mother of All Things' delivery room because of this.]

[Boundaries can be unclosed; ground nails must be removable.]

The Jiangcheng map recovered.

The Hospital was still at The Hospital.

The rest station was still at the rest station.

The Temporary Waiting Area was still at the West Entrance, not dragged back to the No. 9 Forbidden Zone.

The Mother of All Things' spine slowly retracted.

All golden positioning points dimmed.

Just as Chen Ye wanted to catch his breath, the Mainframe suddenly flashed with a new red light.

It wasn't position.

It was time.

On all the presence cards just posted, a golden countdown appeared in the corner simultaneously.

[Current presence validity period: 10 minutes]

[If not renewed after 10 minutes, it will be considered automatically moved back to the Mother of All Things' delivery room.]

Cheng Du's face turned black instantly.

"It's not snatching places anymore."

"It has switched to snatching 'the present'."

Inside the Sky Gate, the God Head's voice fell calmly.

"You speak of the present."

"Then I will make the present expire."

The next second, all temporary Records in the entire Jiangcheng began to count down.

09:59.