Who is the Wallfacer

"Why? Why did you confiscate them?

These aren't dangerous items; they're life-saving. Do you know how many people in Africa are waiting for these medicines to save their lives?"

The border control officer said, "We're just following orders."

"You... you are truly heartless, cold-blooded animals!"

The border control officer sneered, "Tsk, I don't understand people like you. What business is it of yours if more people in Africa die? America didn't make Africans sick, so what obligation do we have to help them with money and effort?"

The girl screamed tearfully, "You Americans are trash! Isn't it precisely because of your political needs that wars never stop?"

"I'm sorry, this isn't something I can decide..."

The girl despaired, "I don't want your hypocritical apologies! I just want my family back! I just want my mom and dad! Waaah..."

"I'm sorry, I can't do anything, I'm truly sorry..."

Returning to reality from past memories, Mozi, leaning against the sofa, stared blankly at the intricately carved ceiling. In a daze, he seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

"Humans are animals that cannot live without hurting each other..."

Mozi muttered to himself, his fists clenching unconsciously.

The entire human society was hidden beneath a facade of falsehood. Humans deceived themselves, speaking of love and beauty, adhering to ethics and morals, but in reality, they were just beasts, living to live, like walking dead.

"Soon, very soon, this sorrowful race will be liberated, once the Lord arrives..."

He had realized long ago that humans were a tragic species; living was suffering, and only death could bring true liberation.

To guide the Trisolarans to descend and annihilate all of humanity, achieving true liberation – this was Mozi's goal.

For Mozi, Trisolar was salvation.

Returning to the villa, Lin Feng stepped into the living room and saw a white man sitting on the sofa, waiting. Beside him were several well-trained CIA agents, staring at him like predators locking onto prey.

"You're quite calm, Mr. Mozi. You're heavily surrounded right now," Lin Feng said.

He said this not to mock, but because he genuinely felt a sense of admiration.

He asked himself, if he were an ETO Wallbreaker, such an environment would surely make him feel uneasy. While he wouldn't be unable to bear it, he certainly wouldn't appear so relaxed.

However, Lin Feng's words of admiration sounded like mockery to Mozi, and he retorted.

"Wallfacer Feng. Taylor, I thought you'd be too scared to come."

Lin Feng interpreted this as Mozi being afraid of the ETO and Trisolarans, and hesitant to meet with him, a 'fellow countryman.'

As if! What was there to fear about the ETO or Trisolarans? They were just characters who got dealt with in the original novel. If he was afraid, why would he even be a Wallfacer?

Lin Feng calmly shook his head slightly. "Nothing can make me timid."

Mozi said, "For someone who rarely leaves their home, those words are quite ironic."

"A true gentleman never stands beneath a crumbling wall."

Lin Feng gave a dry cough. It was indeed annoying to hear such words from an enemy, but coming from a 'compatriot' making a 'complaint,' Lin Feng didn't feel much ill will, just a sense of awkwardness.

Mozi raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise on his face.

"It seems you have a good understanding of Chinese classics and even know Mencius's famous quote."

"Now, please allow me to briefly outline your plan."

Getting down to business, Lin Feng's expression turned solemn. He sat opposite Mozi, with a coffee table between them.

"Please."

Lin Feng gestured, his gaze sincere as he looked at Mozi.

Lin Feng knew that Sophon was constantly monitoring humanity, so he was using his actions to convey his meaning: he was a good teammate and would never betray him. He wanted Mozi to speak his plan freely and without reservation, assuring him that he would provide cover.

However, in Mozi's eyes, this was brimming with arrogance, a contempt for him, the Wallbreaker. If the Wallbreaker poses no threat, why should I care?

Damn Wallfacer! I'll break your wall later, and then we'll see if you can still be so confident! Mozi cursed inwardly, his hostility intensifying.

Mozi said, "Your plan is to popularize intelligent AI in industry, shifting a large population from manual labor to intellectual labor, and then attempting to utilize these people to find a way to bypass Sophon's interference and break through the technological blockade through brute force."

"Is there anything wrong with my summary?" Mozi asked.

Lin Feng listened patiently and then shook his head.

"No, that is my plan."

"No, that is not your plan."

As soon as Lin Feng answered, Mozi refuted him.

Mozi said coldly, "Your real plan is to create an artificial intelligence capable of self-upgrade, and further, to create an artificial intelligence civilization that is free from human control!"

"This is your true objective. To achieve this, you need to teach artificial intelligence to gather and process materials from human civilization and to think for itself!"

"This is why you are so eager to have intelligent AI perform complex tasks, like teaching a babbling infant, guiding human intelligence step by step to teach artificial intelligence everything they know."

Create an artificial intelligence civilization?

That's not right. What does this have to do with fighting the Trisolarans?

I can't quite follow your line of thinking.

Lin Feng knew that he was currently playing the role of a Wallfacer, and the ETO Wallbreaker who had come to break his wall was actually the real 'Wallfacer.'

The 'Wallfacer' was telling him the plan, but if he didn't understand it, wouldn't the effort of his 'own people' risking their lives to tell him the plan be wasted?

Lin Feng needed to ask for clarification.

"I don't understand what you're talking about at all."

Mozi let out a cold laugh. "Heh heh, denying it is useless, because you've never held out any hope for humanity, and you've never believed that humanity could defeat the Trisolarans on its own."

Lin Feng didn't deny this. Having read the original work, he naturally couldn't hold out any hope for humanity anymore.

However, some things, even if known, couldn't be spoken, because he was a Wallfacer.

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want," Lin Feng said.

Mozi replied with smug satisfaction, "We've collected all your conversations, actions, and micro-movements. Through host simulation, we can obtain your thought model. We understand you better than you understand yourself. For example, your fingers are gripping the armrest of the chair tightly right now, precisely because you are subconsciously feeling nervous."

Lin Feng was taken aback. He looked at his hand gripping the sofa armrest, his expression filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Then, he suddenly understood Mozi's intention. The other party was reminding him that the ETO was using such methods to closely monitor his every move.

If such methods were applied to assassination, Lin Feng might truly be in danger.