Fabricating myths, starting with the creation of eight fictional ancient tribes

A top hacker with dark circles under his eyes was frantically typing on the keyboard in front of three monitors.

The sound of keyboard clicks was as dense as a torrential downpour.

Green code flowed like a waterfall on the screen.

"Damn it! Damn it! How can I not find it!"

The hacker grabbed his messy hair, his eyes bloodshot and filled with disbelief.

He is ranked among the top three hackers in the world and once hacked into the Pentagon's internal network and escaped unscathed.

But now, facing that ID named "Ji Xuanyuan".

He felt like a primitive man with a stick.

They are attempting to breach the defense system of an alien warship.

"No source, no nodes, no data flow..."

"This account seems to have appeared out of thin air on the internet; it doesn't have a physical address at all!"

"This is not scientific! This violates the basic logic of computers!"

The hacker slumped into his chair in despair, watching the red "Tracking failed" message pop up on the screen once again.

He knew that the billion-dollar bounty was destined to be nothing but a mirage.

Meanwhile, countless business tycoons and financial giants in China are doing the same thing.

They used every resource at their disposal—connections, technology, and money.

All for that vague and elusive IP address.

But the results were invariably the same.

Stone sinks into the sea.

That "Ji Xuanyuan" was like a god sitting on the clouds, looking down on the futile struggles of these mortals.

In despair.

These usually high-ranking figures had no choice but to lower their stance.

They were humbly sending private messages in the comments section of that post.

"Mr. Ji, I am the chairman of XX Group. I am willing to spend 10 billion to obtain just a little bit of inside information about this great struggle..."

"Expert, I'm the head of XX Fund. Could you please offer some guidance? I'll be extremely grateful!"

However, these promises, which are invaluable in the real world,

In Wan Xingwang's backend private message list, there were nothing but strings of meaningless characters.

They don't even have the right to be clicked on.

……

The other end of the Internet.

Several truly top-tier figures finally couldn't sit still any longer.

Ma Yun, Ma Huateng, and Yin Fu Zhang.

These three figures, who practically represent half of the internet industry in China, made a surprising move after a long period of silence.

They publicly posted updates using their verified accounts, which boast tens of millions of followers and symbolize absolute authority.

[Ma Yun]: @Mr. Ji Xuanyuan, I am deeply impressed by what you said about the "golden age".

If the world is truly about to undergo a major transformation, how should we, as ordinary people, conduct ourselves?

【Mahuateng】: @Jixuanyuan Is the end of technology really theology? Does the great struggle mean a reorganization of the existing order?

[Zhang the Musical Note]: @Ji Xuanyuan Immortal Elixir...Does it really exist?

These three updates undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.

The netizens who were initially somewhat skeptical were now completely excited.

"Even these three bigwigs have spoken out!"

"It seems to be true! It's definitely true!"

"This is our chance to turn our lives around! Brothers, charge!"

"@Ji Xuanyuan, please speak up!"

It went viral online.

The entire internet is calling for the same name.

……

Inside the main room of the desolate, forbidden land.

Wan Xingwang looked at the screen full of mentions and private messages, his face remaining expressionless.

In his eyes, it doesn't matter whether they are powerful figures or ordinary people struggling with mortgage payments.

At this moment, they are all just tools to provide him with fabricated stories.

Everything was fabricated by the system.

Where is the real Ji Xuanyuan? Where are the real eight ancient clans?

"That's about right, it's cooked to perfection."

Wan Xingwang stretched and typed another line on the keyboard.

This was also his last reply tonight.

[Regarding the "elixir of immortality".]

"When the elixir of immortality truly comes into existence..."

"There will be strange phenomena in the heavens and earth, and the sun and moon will lose their light."

"You'll find out in time."

After sending that message, he promptly logged off and turned off the light screen.

They didn't care at all what kind of uproar this sentence would cause on the internet.

"What does the elixir of immortality look like?"

"What unusual phenomenon will occur? Will it be a dragon and phoenix bringing good fortune, or golden lotuses springing from the ground?"

"My goodness, I'm already packing my bags, ready to leave at any time!"

Netizens are still frantically asking questions, but that god-like ID has never lit up again.

Wan Xingwang leisurely lay back in the armchair, his hands behind his head.

Looking through the dilapidated roof, I saw the moon obscured by dark clouds.

This desolate and forbidden land is filled with eerie atmosphere and haunted by ghosts.

But under his imposing presence as the "village guardian," no strange creature dared to approach within a radius of 500 meters.

This is actually the safest place in the world.

"Um?"

Just then, Wan Xingwang suddenly raised an eyebrow.

His keen senses detected that, in the mountains twenty kilometers away,

A series of extremely subtle, yet perfectly synchronized vibrations were heard.

That was the sound of military boots stepping on fallen leaves.

That was the sound of heavy vehicles rolling over the mud.

"They really came after all."

Wan Xingwang's lips curled into a knowing smile.

"The army of the Great Xia Dynasty."

This is not hard to guess.

The exposure of the ancient forbidden land caused a sensation across the internet, coupled with the tragic incident of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in Japan.

It would be strange if the Great Xia government hadn't reacted by now.

"Good timing."

"Without official endorsement, this mythological drama ultimately lacks substance."

……

Twenty kilometers outside the ancient forbidden area.

The once quiet and deserted primeval forest is now shrouded in a somber atmosphere.

The beams of the searchlights, like sharp swords, pierced the darkness and illuminated the surroundings as if it were daytime.

Armored vehicles and troop carriers painted in camouflage are continuously entering this forgotten land.

The elite of the Great Xia, the Marine Special Forces Brigade, numbering over seven thousand.

The emergency mobilization and deployment were completed in just a few hours.

They quickly set up camp outside the restricted area, erecting long barbed wire fences and warning lines.

All sorts of high-tech detection equipment, radar, and drones were deployed.

A temporary frontline command post was set up within half an hour.

The large tent at the command post was brightly lit.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

A huge military map was spread out on the table, with a striking red circle drawn on it in red pen.

That is the core area of ​​the ancient forbidden land.

"Reporting, Commander!"

A communications officer put down his headset and loudly reported to his superior.

"All drones lost signal and crashed as they approached the edge of the red circle!"

"The magnetic field is unusually strong, and all electronic devices are experiencing severe interference!"

Commander Xu Wen, seated in the main seat, had a resolute face, and the gold stars on his shoulders shone brightly under the lights.

He stared intently at the red circle on the map, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.