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

Upon hearing this, Ren Quanxu's face turned pale.

After the initial excitement subsided, a wave of panic swept over them once more.

He looked at his hands, which were covered in scales.

He glanced again at the experts around him, their eyes filled with fervor.

Her body slowly fell back onto the bed.

"Professor Li... will this be my life from now on?"

"Will I be arrested and treated like a monster?"

"Can I still live like a normal person?"

After all, nobody wants to be treated as an outcast and put on display in a cage.

Ye Yuhang noticed his worry.

The old professor stepped forward and gently patted Ren Quanxu on the shoulder.

His eyes were kind yet firm.

"Silly child, what are you thinking about?"

"What monster?"

"You are a hero! A hero of our Great Xia!"

Ye Yuhang pointed out the window.

"Do you know Ji Xuanyuan? Do you know that village guardian?"

"They also have extraordinary abilities; they can fly and disappear into the ground."

"Hundreds of millions of people online worship them now, treating them like gods."

"You possess the same power as them."

"This is a gift from heaven to you, and also a gift to our Great Xia."

"As long as you don't commit crimes, the country will protect you, and the people will admire you."

These words instantly soothed Ren Quanxu's inner fears.

Looking into Ye Yuhang's sincere eyes, his own eyes reddened slightly.

"Okay! I understand!"

"Professor Ye, I'll cooperate! Whatever you want to research, I'll cooperate!"

There are no more worries.

Ren Quanxu began to actively cooperate with all the inspections.

Blood tests, lab work, and even attempts to control the opening and closing of those scales.

However, as the research progressed...

A new question, like a dark cloud, loomed over the minds of all the experts.

"Strange, very strange."

Nie Xinghua looked at the latest blood analysis report,

He scratched his head, completely baffled.

"From a biological point of view, this simply doesn't make sense."

Even for ordinary people receiving blood transfusions, if the blood type is incompatible...

Both can cause hemolysis, leading to death.

"Not to mention cross-species interactions."

"The human immune system simply cannot withstand the viruses and antigens in animal blood."

"But Ren Quanxu..."

"He clearly has that unknown 'dragon' gene fused in his body."

"Why is there no rejection reaction?"

"Why didn't his gene chain collapse? Instead, it fused together perfectly?"

Nie Xinghua raised his head and looked at everyone, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Could it be that humans and dragons are genetically related?"

These words plunged the meeting room into dead silence once again.

Ye Yuhang, however, seemed to have suddenly grasped some inspiration.

He slapped his thigh sharply.

"Yes! That's it!"

"Old Nie, you've got a new way of thinking!"

Ye Yuhang stood up and paced back and forth in the ward, his tone agitated.

"Think about it, in the myths and legends of our Great Xia Dynasty."

"What were those ancient gods like?"

"The goddess Nuwa has a human head and a snake's body!"

"Emperor Fuxi, with a human head and a dragon's body!"

"Even the legendary Emperor Shennong was said to have a bull's head and a human body!"

Ye Yuhang's voice grew louder and louder.

"We used to think that these were just totem worship by the ancients, something they imagined."

But now, the myth has arrived!

"These images could very well be real!"

He stopped and stared intently at Ren Quanxu.

"I have a bold hypothesis."

"Dragons may have originally been a part of humanity."

"Or rather, in ancient times, the concept of 'human'..."

It doesn't have a fixed form.

"As long as one cultivates to a certain level, one can transform into a dragon, a phoenix, or undergo countless transformations."

"The so-called 'humanoid' form is merely our current, degenerated basic form!"

This conjecture is absolutely audacious.

It directly challenges Darwin's theory of evolution.

It even overturned humanity's understanding of itself.

"This...this is too unbelievable!"

An old scholar retorted somewhat hesitantly.

"But there's Ji Xuanyuan, and the village guards."

"They are clearly human beings, but they don't have scales or tails."

"But their strength is much greater than Ren Quanxu's."

"How do you explain that?"

Another professor immediately chimed in:

"That's easy!"

"Perhaps Ji Xuanyuan and the village guardians are actually true dragons?"

"They just maintain human form most of the time."

Just like the monsters in "Journey to the West" who turned into humans.

"Who knows, one day they might get desperate and reveal their true colors."

"I'll transform into a golden dragon thousands of feet long for you to see!"

"Wow—you know what, it's actually possible!"

Everyone chimed in, expressing their own opinions.

The conversation quickly escalated from biology to philosophy, and finally to theology.

Is it "human is dragon" or "dragon is human"?

This question, like the "chicken or the egg" dilemma, is one that people find themselves deeply engrossed in and unable to escape.

Outside the window, the night was already deep.

But the lights in the ward remained on.

The group of the most brilliant minds in the Great Xia Dynasty surrounded a young man covered in scales.

They became deeply engrossed in exploring the origins of life and the history of mythology.

Inside the ward, the incandescent light was stark and cold.

But this could not conceal the burning fervor in the eyes of the experts.

Within those flames lies a yearning for the unknown world and a reverence for the revival of mythology.

"Dragons are guardian deities; there is no doubt about that."

An elderly professor with gray hair pushed up his glasses and spoke with a firm tone.

He was still clutching a yellowed copy of the Classic of Mountains and Seas tightly in his hand.

"The dragon totem has been a constant throughout the five thousand years of the Great Xia civilization."

"Perhaps in ancient times, there were indeed extraordinary human beings who cultivated to the extreme."

"They did it to protect this land and its people."

"Willing to abandon human form and transform into a dragon to guard the mountains and rivers."

The old professor's voice trembled slightly, as if he had seen through the dust of history and witnessed that tragic yet magnificent scene.

"That's why we have the tradition of worshipping dragons."

"Because they are our ancestors! They are our guardian spirits!"

These words resonated powerfully in the quiet hospital room.

But not everyone buys into it.

In the corner, a young PhD in biology frowned.

"Professor Wang, this is just speculation after all."

"While I'd like to agree emotionally, scientifically we need evidence."

The doctor pointed to Ren Quanxu, who was floating in mid-air, curiously observing his own scales.

"The only evidence at the moment is him."

"Ren Quanxu can grow dragon scales, fly, and exhibit the characteristics of a dragon."

"This shows that the path of 'humans transforming into dragons' is theoretically feasible."

"But that's all."

"As for whether a dragon can transform into a human, or whether it can take on a physical form?"