Those who face the wall, but are in the Nascent Soul stage.

Chapter 155 Altar of Truth
The isolation array slowly dissipated, and no one knew what the Wallfacer and the Risk Eliminator discussed.

But everyone could sense that the Wallfacer's steps had become very light, a lightness that carried a hint of nonchalance.

It gives people the feeling of "That's just how the world is, whatever."

As soon as Luo Qing emerged, he grabbed the six-dimensional sophon that was sneaking around and trying to squeeze into the crowd. He grabbed the non-existent sophon by the neck and spoke in a sinister tone:
"Trisolarans, I'm giving you a chance. Withdraw from the Sophon's technological blockade against humanity. Trisolaran First and Second Fleets, do not enter the Oort Cloud. Once humanity has developed, I will allow humanity to help you out."

The six-dimensional sophon sphere displayed a line of text: "Then we need to persuade the Risk Eliminator to help us deal with the problem of the three suns."

"The risk removers are very busy and don't have time to deal with you. Let me cultivate for another ten thousand years, and then I will help you deal with it. This is the only promise I can give you."

The six-dimensional sophon displayed: "The Trisolaran civilization does not have a ten-thousand-year eternal era to squander."

It seems they still haven't given up.

"That's none of my business. In short, this is the last time I'll express goodwill to the Trisolaran civilization, for the sake of the risk averters. The future of the Trisolaran civilization is in your own hands. Think it over carefully."

After saying that, Luo Qing gently tossed the six-dimensional sonic particle in his hand out of the atmosphere, not caring what words were still displayed on it, out of sight, out of mind.

After the risk remover came out, he stood quietly in place.

Soon, politicians and scientists gathered around, clearly divided in their approaches.

The UN Secretary-General respectfully said, "Mr. Risk Remover, after much discussion, we believe that the grass you have donated is more than enough to offset the overall value of Einstein's equator. We do not need to ask anything more of you; human civilization is capable of developing better on its own."

The risk-taker revealed his unremarkable smile: "I don't have any gold or silver axes as rewards here."

"It has nothing to do with fables. We just thought about a lot of things... Also, because of the existence of the [Knowledge Sealing Rule], what we want to ask you, we can actually do ourselves. If we can use these grasses to save the earth's ecology and get through the great trough, that's enough."

The EU president said quietly, "Of course, if you're willing to give us something, we certainly won't refuse."

The risk-taker shook his head.

It turned its head to look at another group of people.

"You seem to have more needs?"

“That’s right,” Ding Yi said.

“State your needs,” the risk mitigater said, looking at the human scientists before him.

“Tell me the formula for the unification of the universe…” Ding Yi began to chant.

“That’s impossible,” the risk-taker interrupted the tireless physicist.

"Let me finish. Tell me the universal formula, then kill me. I don't think that would violate the [Knowledge Sealing Rule]," Ding Yi said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, apart from Ding Yi's fervent followers, all the other scientists stared at him wide-eyed, while the UN Secretary-General immediately rebuked him: "Dr. Ding Yi, what nonsense are you spouting!"

Ding Yi stared intently at the unremarkable eyes of the risk-taker, but he didn't expect the other party to agree without the slightest hesitation.

“I already guessed you would do this. I’ll give you three days to prepare.”

"It really works!" Ding Yi clenched his fist.

Luo Qing's voice drifted over: "Can I participate too?"

The risk-taker's voice was full of curiosity: "What are you doing here?"

"Seeking the Way."

Luo Qingyi's words are concise and to the point.

The politicians were completely bewildered during this brief conversation.

...

three days later.

The desert that once covered all of Africa has completely disappeared, replaced by endless green grasslands, and in the center of these grasslands is a semi-circular disc.

People call this disc the Altar of Truth.

A large number of people gathered here. In addition to the endless crowd of onlookers, at least tens of thousands of scholars and scientists from all walks of life gathered here.

When hungry, we just pluck a couple of blades of grass to eat; when thirsty, we just pluck a couple of blades of grass to eat. Humans have never felt that 'eating' is so easy. Some people have likened it to the 'bull era,' a happy era where we can just bend down and eat grass.

Besides the onlookers who were just gathering to eat grass, leaders from almost every country in the world also gathered here. However, their purpose was exactly the opposite of that of the scientists; they came to persuade the scientific community to abandon their martyrdom.

These high-ranking officials are earnestly advising their own country's scientists.

The human world has been plunged into great chaos in these short three days. Although the crisis of the Great Depression has passed, the Great Depression of Thought has just begun.

"With the Three-Body crisis looming, scientists nurtured with countless resources are pursuing unrealistic scientific truths, abandoning their own lives and disregarding human society! This is an extremely irresponsible act! We resolutely oppose it!"

Social activists unfurled banners outside the Altar of Truth, denouncing this heinous act. Similar demonstrations erupted in various locations, with some even calling for the arrest of scientists, arguing that they should only be released from prison after the risk-takers have left Earth.

Of course, this was met with unanimous opposition from the scientific community.

The scientific community claims: "The scientists who participate in the altar of truth do not constitute the mainstream of the scientific community; they are only a small minority."

Unfortunately, one of the Wallfacers' Wallfacer plans terminated all obstruction.

Do not prevent scientists from going to the Altar of Truth; it is part of the plan.

“Wallfacer, why do you support this behavior? These people who study scientific theories have gone mad. We are completely unable to stop them. Only you can.” The UN Secretary-General pleaded, but Luo Qing gently pried his hands away.

"Don't worry, Secretary General. You need to understand one thing: this is a rare opportunity for the vast scientific community. Let's satisfy these people. Civilization will not come to a complete standstill because of the deaths of a few hundred or a few thousand scientists. Civilization is driven by tens of millions of scientists and engineers. Believe me, this fire fueled by the deaths of thousands of scientists will burn human civilization to a new stage of destruction and reconstruction."

The UN Secretary-General's smile was tinged with bitterness: "Forget about them, but you...aren't you going too?"

Luo Qing gave him a strange look: "I might not even die, why are you so nervous?"

"Uh... um, you really can... not die?"

Luo Qing patted him on the shoulder, reassuring the 70-year-old man: "Don't worry, if it can answer the questions I ask, I'll accept my fate even if I die. If it can't answer and still tries to kill me, I'll stab it to death with my sword."

"You think you can beat it?"

"Me, a dignified Nascent Soul stage cultivator, can't even defeat a sensor?"

After saying that, Luo Qing left leisurely.

As he passed by the US president, noticing the man's nervous expression, he smiled slightly and held up one finger: "We will win."

"We will win!" The US president clenched his small hand and clenched his fist.

Aside from the Wallfacers, countless arguments were taking place in this venue—arguments about family, love, and friendship; some were hysterical, others were filled with profanity. The human element known as bonds was frantically entangling those 'selfish' scientists.

But these scientists did indeed shake things up and sever all causal ties, heading towards the supreme altar of truth.

Luo Qing made no attempt to stop them, and he too walked toward the altar.

It's worth mentioning that among this group of scientists, there was a very small number, about a dozen, who formed a thin team. These were scientists from the ETO organization, escorted by a squad of military police.
"ETO isn't completely wiped out yet?" Luo Qing asked in surprise.

Someone replied to the Wallfacer: "The Earth-Three-Body Organization does have a thought imprint after all. Decades have passed, and there are bound to be some lingering poisons, but it is far less harmful than it was in the early stages of the Crisis Era. Look, nobody pays any attention to them now."

Indeed, although these dozen or so ETO members were being escorted, not many people paid any attention to them.

Clearly, everyone agrees that ascending to the altar of truth inevitably leads to death, and since they are about to die, there is indeed no point in arresting and sentencing them.

They are just pitiful people controlled by the imprint of thought, and we are only satisfying their little desires.

There is another reason why ETO scientists were allowed to appear.

That is, some leaders hope to use the tragic deaths of these Trisolaran scientists to awaken other scientists' fear of death.

Besides the noisy crowd, there was another special creature: the round, six-dimensional sophon.

It was still shiny and bright, but for some reason a large part of it had shrunk. This Zhizi floated slowly in the air at the speed of a normal person walking.

When it accidentally brushes against a human, it is usually elbowed by an angry person. But this six-dimensional sophon is not angry. It has no mass, and even if it is elbowed away, it will only slowly fly back.

Luo Qing greeted it.

"You're going to the Altar of Truth too?"

[I am merely the operator of this sophon; I have no interest in it. Our leader will not allow the scientists of the Trisolaran world to make pointless sacrifices. I am only here to witness this fireworks display of truth.]

[In our world, the Trisolaran scientists are watching this scene on Earth, four light-years away, with envy. As requested by the leader, I am responsible for recording this enviable sight.]

"Oh, that's really good. It seems your leader has a strong grasp on your civilization, and can even keep the scientists under his command in check."

The head of state said, "Thank you for your praise."

"You can't even tell I'm being sarcastic?"

Tomoko was a little confused.

Luo Qing continued, "Let your leader go into hibernation in time, so he doesn't die of old age. I will personally take his head to commemorate those who died because of the Crisis Era."

Zhizi dared not speak, but instead sped away.

Soon, Luo Qing caught up with Ding Yi, who was in the lead.

"First in line? So eager to go and die?"

(End of this chapter)