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302: Chapter 302: Jiang Zhe alarms the mysterious president of the American academic society.

Qian Mingyi looked at the three exhausted men and said with a yawn,

"Oh, my old back... these old bones of mine can't take this kind of tossing around."

Professor Liu Guangyi was still scanning the geology section he was responsible for. "Old Chen, take another look at the conclusion. That part Old Wang wrote about when myth and geology overlap—I think it could use a little more polishing."

Professor Wang Shouren said, "Polish what? It's almost four o'clock. By the time we finish polishing, the sun will be up."

Professor Chen Runzhi operated the mouse, scrolling down from the top. Once he was certain there were no issues, he took off his glasses.

"Let's leave it at that."

"This isn't an academic thesis; it's an interdisciplinary discussion. The focus is on proposing possibilities, not rigorous demonstration."

He quickly skimmed through the entire text:

The introduction primarily summarized records of the underground world in global mythology.

Chapter Two analyzed the connection between Byrd's diary and declassified USA military documents.

Chapter Three argued from a geological perspective that ancient maps recorded Antarctica as being in a temperate zone.

Chapter Four compared a new interpretation of Nuwa Mending the Heavens with the global Great Flood myths.

The conclusion gave the possibility of a gap in human civilization.

"Alright, send it," Qian Mingyi urged, then collapsed onto the sofa, put on Old Chen's panda eye mask, and fell asleep on the spot.

Professor Chen Runzhi opened a website.

This was an internationally renowned forum for occultism and ancient history research called [History of World Occultism].

Occult enthusiasts, theological researchers, and ancient history explorers from all over the world were active on this site.

While not as authoritative as an academic journal, its influence was significant. The President of the USA Occult Society was a member, particularly for discussions on non-mainstream views.

He clicked upload and entered the title.

《Legends of the Underground World and the Unsolved Mysteries of Antarctica: An Interdisciplinary Discussion Based on Mythology, Geology, and History》

Author column: J, Professor Chen Runzhi, Qian Mingyi, Professor Liu Guangyi, Professor Wang Shouren.

Remarks: Deep gratitude for J's inspiration, which allowed us old fogies to re-examine the mysteries of human civilization.

He clicked publish, and the upload was complete.

The time was 3:42 AM.

Professor Chen Runzhi also fell asleep immediately. Coincidentally, the back of his head hit Old Qian's stomach. Unable to open his eyes, he felt around and realized his eye mask had disappeared, so he simply buried his head in Old Qian's cotton coat to block the light and finally drifted off into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, on the arXiv website.

This was a comprehensive and authoritative website for disciplines such as astronomy, physics, and mathematics.

In the past month, it had been flooded with a batch of papers from Xia Country related to J.

Whenever J appeared, it basically became a guarantee of the paper's quality.

At 5:00 AM Xia Country time, which was the afternoon in Europe and America, people on arXiv began to get off work and log on.

Foreign fans began to leave comments: "Are there any new papers from Xia Country today? I've been waiting all night, just got off work."

"None. The accounts for Xia Country's National Research Institute and Professor Ouyang from Huaqing University aren't online. No movement."

"Strange, did J not give his sister a lesson last night? Otherwise, the Research Institute and Huaqing would have been scrambling to be the first to publish!"

"Maybe there really was no lesson, resulting in no paper output?"

"Let's wait a bit longer."

Time passed, and another half hour went by.

A Xia Country international student with the ID 'Fake Your Mother, Let Me Sun of Beach' suddenly spoke up.

"Wait, I found it! J's content this time wasn't written by the Research Institute or Huaqing. Instead, it was posted on another platform—History of World Occultism. It's an interdisciplinary mythological paper!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the comment section for J's Moon paper instantly exploded.

"What? Mythology and occultism are being mixed together?"

"J's content was written into a mythological paper?"

"Where's the link? Post the link quickly!"

"..."

The link appeared, and countless netizens from home and abroad who focused on papers flooded into the History of World Occultism forum.

Meanwhile, on the History of World Occultism forum.

Less than half an hour after the paper was published, the comment section had completely boiled over.

"Holy shit, this was written by history professors from Xia Country. This level is impressive!"

"The citation from Byrd's diary is so spot on. I've researched it before; it's definitely a real thing."

"Nuwa mending the heavens being the mending of the Earth's crust—I'm sold on this explanation. It's more logical than any mythological theory!"

"So is there really an underground world in Antarctica? Is Atlantis really in Antarctica?"

"Who exactly is J? How can he explain science so subversively and mythology so subversively? Could ancient global myths really be the history of the underground people?"

"I just finished reading the whole thing. The cited materials are so solid. Global myths, geological data, and declassified archives—everything has a source."

"My history tutor always said that myths are distorted memories of history. Today, I've finally found the evidence."

"..."

The comment section was refreshing frantically, with hundreds of new messages added every minute.

...

At this moment, Los Angeles, USA.

It was one o'clock in the afternoon West Coast time. Inside a villa in Beverly Hills.

A silver-haired old man was sitting in his study, browsing his computer screen.

His name was Edward Carter, seventy years old, and the President of the USA Occult Society.

This association was founded in 1923, with members all over the world, including theologians, diviners, prophets, and occult researchers, and even some anonymous figures from political and business circles.

Carter himself held an extremely high status in the occult circle and was known as the [Living Encyclopedia].

He was proficient in global mythology, history, occult content, UAPs and UFOs, as well as the secrets of global shadow governments.

At this moment, he was eating a pastry with a small spoon.

He nonchalantly clicked on the top-ranked paper he had just seen on the forum.

《Legends of the Underground World and the Unsolved Mysteries of Antarctica...》

"Written by people from Xia Country? Don't they usually dislike writing this stuff, or even have content that's not worth showing?"

He looked at it with some suspicion, originally just intending to glance through it.

As a top authority in the field of occultism, he had seen too many delusions from 'civilian scientists' and pseudoscientific nonsense.

He assumed this paper would be no exception, even though it was rare to see a paper from Xia Country in years.

But after finishing the first paragraph, the old man's brow suddenly furrowed.

"Records of the underground world in global mythology: Norse, India, Maya, Xia Country..."

"Ancient Mushroom War... India..."

His expression gradually became serious, and his suspicious look completely vanished.

The second paragraph.

"Byrd's Diary, USA Navy Archives, microfilm archives..."

Seeing this, his gaze narrowed.

He knew about Byrd's diary. Back in the seventies, he had asked someone to check the Navy Archives. He confirmed its existence, but some of the content was classified.

The passages cited in this paper were identical to the photocopies he had seen back then.

The third paragraph.

"Global ancient maps and the Antarctic coastline, from the Piri Reis Map to the Oronteus Finaeus Map."

Carter sucked in a breath of cold air.

He knew about the Piri Reis Map.

It was a world map drawn by an Ottoman Empire admiral in 1513.

What was eerie was that it depicted the northern coastline of Antarctica in its entirety.

Yet, humanity did not officially discover the Antarctic continent until 1818. Even more bizarrely, the Antarctic coastline on the map was ice-free.

And the Oronteus Finaeus Map was even more exaggerated.

Drawn in 1531, it not only showed Antarctica but also depicted inland mountains and rivers.

These things were not discovered by humans until seismic wave detection in the 20th century because they had been buried under several kilometers of ice.

In the paper, Mr. Chen wrote down a conclusion.

"The existence of these two ancient maps both point to one possibility: before the end of the Last Glacial Period in Antarctica, about twelve thousand years ago, humans or some civilization had conducted precise mapping of the Antarctic continent. At that time, Antarctica was not yet completely covered by ice."

"These two maps likely originated from an even more distant time, as most of Antarctica was already frozen twelve thousand years ago."

"Conclusion: The two maps are highly inconsistent with the state of twelve thousand years ago, yet they completely describe the land of Antarctica. It is suspected that someone came into contact with someone from a lost civilization to map them out."

Carter narrowed his eyes; this conclusion spoke directly to his heart.

After a long pause, he reluctantly moved his gaze to the fourth paragraph.

"New interpretation of Nuwa Mending the Heavens: the collapse of the heavens is the cracking of the crust, mending the heavens is mending the crust..."

*Hiss—*

Carter rested his chin on his hand, his face full of solemnity.

The more he read, the more alarmed he became. After reluctantly finishing the next few paragraphs, he skipped straight to Professor Chen Runzhi's conclusion.

[Conclusion: There is a high probability of a gap in human civilization.]

After reading the entire text.

Carter fell into a dazed silence for a long time.

Suddenly, he shifted his gaze to the bookshelf to his right.

He stood up abruptly, walked to the bookcase, and found several occult books he had written thirty years ago.

Myth and Memory, Lost Civilizations, The World Before the Great Flood.

He opened the last one and flipped to the conclusion he had written back then.

[A large number of commonalities exist in global myths, which may be a projection of the human collective unconscious.]

[Regarding whether a high-level civilization existed before the Great Flood, there is currently a lack of reliable evidence.]

[Legends of the underground world may just be exaggerated descriptions of cave culture by ancient people.]

[...]

Thirty years ago, when he wrote those words, he was full of confidence.

Now, looking at this paper on the computer screen, he suddenly felt that his conclusions back then seemed far too conservative!

"I didn't expect people from Xia Country to have started accepting such cutting-edge occult and theological content. Does their government allow this to exist?"

"Or perhaps something happened in Xia Country recently that led to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he walked back to the computer and saw the paper's remarks.

[Thanks to J's ideas, which allowed us to re-examine human civilization.]

J?

Carter furrowed his brows. He had never even seen this name before. "It was proposed by J, and they summarized it into a paper. Let me see... J, just who on earth are you!"

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