107: Chapter 107: Clay Tablet Records of the Gods Creating Man

"Gene grafting?"

Xiaoyu was so moved by these four words that she instantly bolted up from the sofa, her beautiful eyes widening!

In the live broadcast room, the viewers were even more stunned.

"Gene grafting? Did I hear that right?"

"Over six thousand years ago, genes, genes... just because?"

"Hahaha, impressive! This wild theory, I'm sold!"

"Run away quickly, it's getting more and more ridiculous. This live broadcast room is going to turn into a spirit!"

"..."

At this time, inside Qingfeng Temple.

"Hahahaha!" Zheng Ming laughed out loud on the spot. "Gene grafting? Does he even know what he's talking about?"

"Did the Sumerians six thousand years ago know what DNA was? And grafting? This isn't just a stretch anymore; it's completely treating stories as history!"

Beside him, Celestial Master Zhang and Dr. Zhou Ming looked at each other, both seeing the shock on the other's face.

...

In the living room.

Xiaoyu shook her head vigorously, her face full of disbelief. "Impossible, that's simply impossible. Genes are a concept of modern society, and grafting is an agricultural technique. How could clay tablets from over six thousand years ago record these things?"

Faced with Xiaoyu's doubts, Jiang Zhe didn't mind too much; instead, his expression was very calm.

He slid his finger on the tablet, pulling up a blurry photo of a cuneiform clay tablet and the translated text beside it.

"Impossible?"

"Then come and look at the translation of this clay tablet."

"Clay tablet number K3399+, unearthed at the Nippur site, now kept in the Fu Nation Museum. The meaning of the relevant passage is—"

He coughed lightly, his voice sounding like a news anchor reporting:

"At that time, Enki and Ninmah desired to create workers to relieve the gods of their toil."

"So they took the earth of the land and the blood of the heavens, mixing them with the seed of life."

"Ninmah extracted the core of life with clean hands, and Enki moved it into a new core with the skill of shaping."

"However, the environment nurtured by the earth's soil was too coarse and barren to bear the manifestation of the new core!"

"Thus, seven birth goddesses voluntarily opened their sacred wombs to transplant the new core of life within, nourishing and cultivating it in the cradle of the gods."

"After several failures and nine full moons, they finally achieved success!"

"The newborn Lulu resembled the gods, possessing both wisdom and strength, yet their lifespan was far shorter than that of the gods!"

Seeing Xiaoyu's half-comprehending look, Jiang Zhe simply translated it a second time.

"It means—"

"Back then, there were two great gods, one named Enki and one named Ninmah. They thought working on Earth was too tiring, so they wanted to create a batch of people to work for them."

"How would they create them?"

"After consideration, they decided to use the earth of the land—some kind of intelligent creature already on Earth at that time—and the divine blood of heaven—something from the gods themselves—and mix them together."

"Once the plan was set, processing began!"

"Ninmah used a particularly clean method—aseptic operation—to extract the critical small seed from the belly of an ape: the egg."

"Enki then used his technology to add something new to this small seed—gene editing."

"Then! Not surprisingly, something went wrong with the experiment, and it ended in failure!"

"They summarized and found that after combining the divine blood with the fertilized egg of an Earth creature and putting it back into the ancient ape's belly to nurture the new species, the environment was too poor. Conception was impossible, and even if conception occurred, the ancient ape couldn't sustain the new species."

"After discussing it, they had a realization; they found a solution!"

"So, they asked seven birth goddesses for help, letting them use their own divine wombs—the bellies of the gods—to act as containers. They put that processed small seed—the fertilized egg—inside, using the god's belly, a better environment, to nurture it."

"The result!"

"Even with the gods' wombs, they failed many times!"

"After tossing and turning for nine months, or perhaps after a nine-month pregnancy, the new species created was called: [Lulu]."

"Lulu was this new species. They looked like gods, though they were a bit shorter; they had brains and could work, but there was a very big flaw—their lives were short, far shorter than the lifespan of the gods!"

Looking at Xiaoyu's astonished expression, Jiang Zhe remained as calm as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

"Simply put: the gods wanted workers, so they took the most intelligent creatures on Earth and combined them with materials from their own bodies to synthesize a new species."

"They later found that the Earth's environment, or perhaps the environment inside the ancient apes, was a bit off, so they found birth goddesses for surrogacy. Finally, they created a new human who looked like a god, was smart, and had a lifespan far longer than ordinary humans!"

Jiang Zhe finished reading both the original text and the plain language version.

At this moment, there was a deathly silence in the living room.

Xiaoyu's mouth was agape, her body as still as iron, her expression full of horror.

The millions of viewers in the live broadcast room also fell into a state of shock, dumbfounded and speechless from these statements!

...

On the other side, in the teacher's office of the Guangzhou Library.

Chen Min, the biology teacher, jumped up suddenly, his face turning pale instantly. He pointed at the big screen and said tremblingly:

"Impossible, impossible, this is simply impossible!"

"Reproductive isolation, this is the basic reproductive isolation of carbon-based organisms. Between different species, earth of the land, blood of heaven..."

"This is clearly cross-species gene editing technology, surrogacy... over six thousand years ago? Are you kidding me?"

Beside him, young student Zhang Yu was so scared that he grabbed Chen Min's arm, shivering.

...

On the other side, inside Qingfeng Temple.

The mocking smile on Zheng Ming's face had long since frozen, turning completely into a blank stare.

Even the air here seemed to carry a chill.

Dr. Zhou Ming's materialistic worldview was also taking a hit. He couldn't help but swallow hard:

"Aseptic operation, gene editing, in vitro fertilization, surrogacy... these are the core of modern reproductive genetic engineering."

"Yet they were expressed in writing by the abstract Sumerian language over six thousand years ago and recorded on clay tablets from that time."

"This is either a massive hoax, or it's..."

The last word, [real], was something he, as a doctor, found truly difficult to say.

...

On the other side, in Professor Chen Runzhi's living room in Kyoto.

Ecology Professor Liu Guangyi also stood up abruptly, his chair screeching harshly against the floor.

His eyes were fixed intently on the big screen.

"Extracting the core... sacred womb... nourishing and cultivating..."

He murmured to himself, each ancient term appearing like it was grinding his materialistic cognition into the dirt.

"This isn't, this isn't a mythological narrative at all, but a highly abstract, logically complete biological engineering test report!!!"

"The earth of the land isn't soil at all, but a biological vector from Earth, just like in the story of Nüwa creating humans!"

"The blood of heaven is simply extraterrestrial genetic material!!!"

"The sacred womb is clearly the womb of a god!!!"

"Nüwa creating humans, the creation of humans by gods worldwide, all use clay!"

Deconstructing this far, Old Liu scanned his old friends with a horrified look. "Brothers, this... this... creating humans from clay, I'm afraid it wasn't actual clay. It's always been the egg. You have to realize that the egg cell is the color of clay yellow!!!"

As those words fell, the three old professors—Old Chen, Old Qian, and Old Wang—were stunned and speechless, their faces showing unprecedented solemnity and horror.

They had studied history all their lives...

But they had never looked deeply into such an ancient record of creation via gene editing!

The clay Nüwa used to create humans...

That's right, it has always been the yellow of clay!!!

...

At this time, the viewers in the live broadcast room finally reacted, and the bullet comments exploded like a tsunami.

After a long while, a massive amount of comments burst out.

"Holy mother of god!"

"Surrogacy, over six thousand years ago?"

"Earthly soil + divine blood + surrogacy = new humans. Isn't this just genetic engineering + surrogate mothers? Holy crap!"

"My god, this description is giving me goosebumps. It's way too specific!"

"Ancient apes are the material, gods are the engineers, and goddesses are the petri dishes... Damn, even sci-fi novels wouldn't dare write it like this!"

"Oh man, the more I think about it, the scarier it gets. If it's true, what are we? The descendants of manufactured tools?"

"I'm a medical student, just a reminder: when Nüwa created humans, she also used clay~~ Another warm reminder: the color of an egg cell is clay yellow~~"

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One wave after another!

The comment from a biology student appeared, directly pushing Jiang Zhe's explanation to a second climax.

"So, the clay Nüwa used... holy crap, I don't dare think about it anymore!"

"Materialism protect me! Prosperity, democracy, civility, harmony!!!"

"Upstairs, stop chanting. My Dao heart has already collapsed!"

...

In the living room.

Xiaoyu gradually recovered from her shock, though the expression of her worldviews shattering still lingered on her face.

"Brother, this is simply too incredible."

"And this description... it sounds so much like..."

Jiang Zhe nodded slightly. "Like what?"

Xiaoyu swallowed and modern vocabulary blurted out: "Test-tube babies under gene editing?"

"Test-tube babies... from over six thousand years ago!"

"No way, it really does seem like test-tube babies!"

Xiaoyu covered her mouth, feeling her worldview crumbling!

"Exactly, you guessed right. It is indeed test-tube babies!" Jiang Zhe nodded affirmatively, not lingering on the issue for too long before asking another question: "Then Xiaoyu, do you know in what year the first successful test-tube baby in human history was born?"

As soon as this question was asked, some medical students in the live broadcast room immediately reacted.

"It's Louise Brown!"

"Clay tablet records vs. 1978?"

"A gap of over six thousand years?"

"..."

Xiaoyu thought of the answer and replied: "It was 1978, in the Fu Nation!"

"Correct, it was 1978!" Jiang Zhe's voice gradually returned to a calm tone. "This was a major breakthrough in modern medicine after long-term development, as medical conditions and machinery became more advanced."

"But in the records of the Sumerian clay tablets, a similar operation was described as the standard method for the gods to create Lulu—Lulu being the first batch of workers!"

Countless viewers felt a chill rise within them.

The abstract descriptions from over six thousand years ago actually mirrored the top-tier human technology from less than fifty years ago?

This went beyond mere resemblance; it was like prophetic behavior, even directly suggesting that myths might not be myths at all, but the actual history before the Great Flood!

Thinking of this, countless viewers, experts, and professors fell into self-doubt and materialistic cognitive dissonance.

If the myths before the global Great Flood were not myths, but real history...

Then the ancient Earth was no longer just a simple so-called tribal civilization...

Long, long before the birth of tribal civilizations, perhaps even hundreds of thousands of years ago, a group of aliens descended from the sky and improved the ancient apes that were evolving on Earth?

Damn! The more you think about it, the scarier it gets!

Just as everyone's thoughts were about to spiral and break down.

Xiaoyu's beautiful eyes suddenly widened. Her materialistic thoughts led her to ask a question that surprised everyone.

"Wait, brother!" Xiaoyu stood up, suddenly looking confident. "The tablets, these clay tablets, when exactly were they dug up?"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a sudden enlightenment!!!

All the viewers and experts who had been dazed with shock instantly snapped out of it!

Right, the timing!!!

If these clay tablets describing gene grafting were only discovered by archaeology in the last few decades...

Then there was a terrifying possibility—they were forged by modern people, with some ill-intentioned individuals secretly stuffing modern knowledge into the antiquities of the Sumerian Civilization!!!

Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhe had a smile that suggested he knew everything, which made Xiaoyu feel even more uneasy.