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

Nie Xinghua adjusted his reading glasses, his face terribly grave.

He didn't look at the specific bones, but stared intently at the overall layout of the battlefield.

"Old Ye, look at the direction these corpses are lying, look at the postures they took when they died."

"This means that a war once took place here."

"An epic war of unimaginable scale that took place in an era unknown to us!"

Ye Yuhang took a deep breath and nodded.

"That's right, look over there."

He pointed to a huge skeleton in the corner of the screen.

"That skeleton has the wrong number of vertebrae; it has a full twelve more than a human."

"And over there, the structure of that skull..."

It does not belong to any known life form on Earth.

"There are humans, creatures that resemble true dragons, and completely unknown races!"

"This is a life-or-death struggle between humans and an unknown race!"

As he spoke, he immediately picked up the red encrypted phone next to him.

"Quickly! Go and call Professor Chen, Professor Wang, and Old Li from the Institute of Biology!"

"Make them stop all their work!"

"This is a momentous discovery in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty, and even in the history of humankind! Not a second can be wasted!"

A few minutes later.

A group of elderly, white-haired scholars rushed into the conference room.

Some of them were holding magnifying glasses, while others were carrying thick ancient books.

When they saw what was on the big screen, everyone was stunned.

"What...what architectural style is this?"

Professor Chen, who specializes in ancient architecture, was practically glued to the screen, his face trembling.

He was so excited that he was incoherent, his finger tracing names on the screen.

"This technique of stacking massive stones, this mechanical structure..."

This completely defies our existing common sense about architecture!

"Even the Egyptian pyramids look like children's building blocks next to it!"

"A miracle! This is absolutely a miracle of the Great Xia Dynasty!"

He shouted as he beat his chest and stamped his feet, his face full of regret.

"Oh dear! What a pity! It's a pity I can't be there!"

"How wonderful it would be if I could touch those stones and have them dated with instruments!"

"These livestreamers, can't they walk a little quieter?"

Be careful not to step on anything on the ground!

"Every brick, every tile, even every grain of dust is priceless!"

Professor Li, on the other hand, became intensely interested in the corpses on the ground, wishing he could jump into the screen.

"Old Chen, don't just look at the stones."

"Look at that skeleton. Its thoracic cavity structure is completely different from that of a human; it's more like... a bird?"

"What does this mean? It means that what's lying here isn't just a person!"

Professor Wang stood to the side, taking notes rapidly while muttering to himself.

"Murals! Look at the ruins next to them!"

"Although it's blurry, you can vaguely see some carvings."

"It seems to be recording a ritual, or perhaps a war."

"It's too far back... The era is too ancient, and it's impossible to conduct in-depth research based solely on live stream footage."

A group of elderly professors surrounded the screen, arguing heatedly.

……

Back inside the main hall.

After kowtowing, Yang Wenju seemed to find some psychological comfort, or perhaps some kind of fanatical belief sustained him.

He suddenly stood up, ignoring the blood on his forehead, and rushed into the depths of the main hall like a madman.

"The miracle drug... must be inside!"

"I must find it! I'm the richest man! I have tons of money! I'm not meant to die!"

He muttered to himself as he stumbled and ran through the pile of bones.

Seeing this, Ren Quanxu quickly followed.

Compared to Yang Wenju's madness, he was much more cautious.

He gripped the entrenching tool tightly in his hand, testing the waters before taking each step.

Moreover, he walked carefully, trying to avoid every skeleton on the ground.

"Mr. Yang! Slow down!"

Ren Quanxu called out from behind, his voice low, as if afraid of disturbing the spirits of the dead.

"Something's wrong here, don't wander off!"

"The danger here is probably far greater than in the previous forbidden wasteland!"

As he walked, he spoke softly to the camera, his voice tinged with a hint of reverence.

"Ladies and gentlemen, look at these bones."

"Some have been completely petrified, while others still retain the luster of bone."

"This suggests that their deaths occurred over a very long period of time, or that the environment here is very special."

"We must remain in awe and not desecrate these ancestors."

The live stream chat was buzzing with excitement, filled with national pride.

"This palace is truly breathtaking! This is the myth of our Great Xia Dynasty!"

"Exactly! The pyramids and the Hanging Gardens are nothing compared to this!"

"This is the true essence of civilization! Just how many secrets did our ancestors hide?"

Just then, another flash of light appeared.

Another group of people entered from outside the Dragon Gate.

There were about a dozen of them, all covered in mud and looking utterly disheveled.

Clearly, they were also those brave souls who risked wading through the mud to defy fate and enter before the official blockade.

"We're here! We're really here!"

"Is this the immortal realm?"

Some people were so excited that they shouted and yelled, and some even shed tears on the spot.

They thought they had achieved instant success.

However, when their gaze fell upon the bones scattered on the ground...

That ecstasy froze on his face.

"What... what's going on?"

"Why are there so many dead people?"

"Wasn't it supposed to be a blessed land? Why does it look like a mass grave?"

Everyone fell silent, looking at each other in bewilderment.

The initial surge of energy dissipated by more than half in an instant.

Instead, there was a chilling cold, as if falling into an ice cave.

Ren Quanxu ignored them and continued to follow Yang Wenju deeper into the area.

The further in you go, the more bones you find on the ground, and the thicker the piles become.

You even need to step on bones to move forward.

The "crackling" sound coming from underfoot was enough to send chills down your spine.

Finally, they arrived at the deepest part of the main hall.

Everyone stopped in their tracks at that moment, for ahead lay an incredibly enormous skeleton, stretching out in a winding path.

It stretches for hundreds of meters and lies sprawling on the ground like a continuous white mountain range.

The skull alone is over ten meters tall, like a small house.

Although the flesh and blood had long since decayed, the skeleton remained translucent and crystalline.

It is as if it were carved from the finest mutton fat jade.

Even though it was just a skeleton, it still exuded a terrifying pressure.

It's so striking that you can't look directly at it, as if even glancing at it would be a desecration.

"A true dragon..."

Ren Quanxu muttered to himself, his voice trembling, and he almost dropped the flashlight in his hand.

"These must be the legendary remains of a true dragon!"

Everyone stared in horror at the enormous dragon skeleton, not daring to even breathe.

What kind of devastating battle took place in ancient times?

Even such a powerful dragon perished here?

Moreover, judging from the posture of the dragon skeleton, it seems to be fighting desperately before its death, trying to protect something behind it.