So beautiful.

This scene is simply breathtaking, making all Huaxia people exclaim in admiration.

Tang Meng saw this and was completely overwhelmed.

Ancient mythology seemed to appear before her eyes, completely devoid of secrets.

She was placed on a porcelain bowl nearby, watching everything happening in the garden, and she mused to herself:

"Nuwa created life from the first to the seventh day. Before that, it was animals, and humans appeared only on the seventh day. Because, in ancient history, people believed that chickens, dogs, pigs, and sheep represented the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter, while cows and horses represented earth and heaven."

Thus, on the seventh day, the birth of humans signifies the true canon of mythology.

After all, the "Book of Han, Records of Music and Calendar, Part One" records: "Seven is the essence of the four seasons of heaven and earth and the beginning of man."

This is also one of the origins of why Huaxia people call the seventh day of the first month "Human Day."

She kept organizing her thoughts in her mind.

Over these days, she was not only learning humanity's top-tier genetic science engineering but also constantly researching ancient historical myths, hoping to discover Eastern mythology just like the discovery of the Mayan Civilization.

The myths within Eastern mythology...

Perhaps they can be completely explained using modern science, and even future advanced genetic engineering and life evolution.

Because, what is the so-called fourth realm, the divine?

Scientists in the survivor's camp kept analyzing.

Their nerve reflexes and movements are 360 times that of humans.

This is another kind of species.

But it's not unprecedented; in nature, a cat's nerve reflex is seven times that of a snake... so cats can easily toy with snakes.

However, in the natural world, animals with fast nerve reflexes mostly can't keep up with their brains' speed... this results in heightened dynamic vision and reaction sensitivity, but you can still catch them at a faster speed.

"The so-called ancient Eastern deities, the hearers of the Dao civilization, can also be explained as a kind of super lifeform through science, with their time perception and movement speed being incredibly fast!"

"It seems as if they are running in the river of time!"

She felt her spirit was in turmoil.

"This may look like a deity, but in reality, it's also the Martial Dao of the fourth realm, essentially an evolutionary leap in a lifeform's grading."

She watched this scene.

The giant woman created a field of running little figures, pigs, dogs, cows, sheep, etc., feeling like the myth was reappearing.

"This is probably why there's such a size difference in myths between both sides." She thought coldly, speculating: "When Nuwa molded humans from earth, she naturally created ultra-small humans compared to her own size."

"In the end, she whipped them with a vine, forming a massive amount of humans, further proving the size difference of both sides back then."

After all, ancient mythology constantly passed down that the ancient true gods were all giants, walking among mountains and rivers, Wa Huang and Nvxi Clan, whose true forms were terrifyingly tall giants.

Isn't that what's before her eyes?

Giants created life.

"But...Nuwa turned out to be a 'human,' and we 'humans' are not giants, they are just too small... This is reverse thinking! A cognitive blind spot!"

As Tang Meng continued to ponder, the scene began to change.

With a swoosh!

The descendant of Nuwa, exhausted and sweating, spread multiple life forms throughout the garden, letting them evolve themselves. As their genes gradually stabilized, their forms began to change,

Whoosh!!

The entire massive five-meter body quickly shrunk, like a deflated balloon.

She reverted to a two-meter tall, slender figure, and even her snake-like moist tail began to separate stickily, transforming into two long, exquisite legs.

"She transformed into a human!"

Tang Meng exclaimed once again.

She felt she had never been as shocked in her life as she was now.

But at that moment, the giant demon clan figure shrank, its snake tail turning into human legs, which indeed was immensely impactful.

Meanwhile, she secretly observed.

She looked at the wet path where the descendant of Nuwa had just passed with the snake tail, covered in sticky liquid reflecting slightly.

"It's indeed from Nuwa's tribe, no doubt!" Tang Meng was bewildered, muttering to herself: "Like snails, the traces left by the snake tail have those moist marks similar to snails."

At this time, Fu Qingjun controlled this body, walking back naturally, unaware of the bizarre thoughts running through Tang Meng's mind.

He was quite satisfied with this sequence of actions.

Nuwa creating humans with the nine heavens and earth, forming myriad beings from the first to the seventh day, finally shaking off the grass rope, perfectly re-enacted.

However, even so, it does not mean it's over.

Fu Qingjun, in creating an Eastern mythological civilization, naturally sought perfection...he controlled the descendant of Nuwa, slowly sitting down on the rattan chair in front of the house, overlooking the myriad clay beings below,

"The creatures of the earth have reappeared; I truly hope the ancestors through the ages can witness this scene."

She said gently, "The beings of this world, who call themselves humans, mortals... are unbeknownst to the truth and text of historical mythology."

"They view ancient historical myth records, and indeed many don't believe in the myths, flying to the heavens, traversing the earth, the Celestial Court, and Immortal Gods, considering them fabricated stories of their ancestors."

"Even if there are some who believe in the brilliance of that mythological blossom of the past, with the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, they think the myth declined, humanity remains, and the mythical Great Witch Race, once gigantic, has already gone extinct."

"Therefore, the world says: This is the age of humans, gods and demons have fallen, and the twilight of the sages."

She sat on the chair, her voice complex, filled with endless sentiment, "But who knows? The truly extinct are those human races...there are no more humans on the earth... only the world of the Great Witches."

"The world believes they're human, ignorant of... themselves being witches!"

Tang Meng's heart was in upheaval, like ripples upon ripples.

The text of the Eastern mythological history...

She seemed to glimpse a terrifying historical truth slowly unveiling in her confusion.

How terrifying?

There's really not a single true human left in the world!

Actually, we are... witches!

As Tang Meng was surprised, she heard the descendant of Nuwa say again:

"The ancient myth records say, in the Witch Tribe's village, every clansman supports the heavens and carries the earth, towering into the clouds, a terrifying long-lived race. From birth, they possess the third realm cultivation, strength enough to move mountains and rivers....."

"In reality, that's us."

As she finished speaking, Tang Meng fell completely silent in her heart.

She had previously guessed something similar in the Mayan Civilization, ant friends!

But now, having confirmed it, she still found it extremely terrifying, feeling something pressing, binding her heart, nervous to even breathe.

Upon reflection, these descriptions of the Witch Tribe indeed align with our modern people...

Size is relative.

For those existence the size of ants, we are the massive mythical Great Witches towering to the skies!

The extinction of the human race means we... already live in a world purely of witches.

She felt this news was too shocking; if it spread, it would probably cause revolutionary upheavals for all existing Earth mythological history.

Because as said, every Earth myth civilization records giants.

Only to hear that descendant of Nuwa, sitting on the chair, holding an ultra-small rooster in her hand, lowered her head and said softly: "This world no longer has humans."

"Thus, I, the descendant of Nuwa, will recreate humans, restoring the mythological ages of the past!"

"From this point, all the world will know I am a god, breaking into the fourth realm!"

As the speech ended, Tang Meng suddenly realized all of this.

Aware...that I am a god!?

In that instant, she recalled certain things from pre-historic myths, her mind flooded like a vast river, washing over her, vaguely grasping some structure of this huge world.

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