313: Chapter 313: The Gray Man's Face Appears in the Ancient Ruins

Watching Xiaoyu's stubborn and serious expression, Jiang Zhe smiled and picked up his tablet.

"Actually, we don't need local legends; we can deduce it through reasoning."

He pulled up a map and pointed to two marked spots on it.

One was Puma Punku, and the other was a human ruin located 800 meters away from Puma Punku.

"Look, Xiaoyu, another ruin was discovered 800 meters near Puma Punku, called Tiwanaku."

"This ruin is a genuine human site; there isn't a shred of mind-boggling technology there."

Xiaoyu leaned closer to the tablet. What came into view was a greyish-yellow city, also composed of stones of various sizes, but the scale was far inferior to Puma Punku.

Jiang Zhe began to explain:

"The Tiwanaku you are looking at is an ancient city where about forty thousand people once lived."

"Later, these people disappeared overnight. After the Inca Empire was established, they occupied this city and built their own structures on top of it."

He zoomed in on the image and pointed to one of the buildings.

"Inside, there is a temple called Kalasasaya. There is a gate in the temple called the Gate of the Gods. Every year at sunrise on the spring equinox, sunlight passes right through the center of the gate."

"Later, scholars measured the orientation deviation of this temple and discovered that its orientation corresponds exactly to the sunrise position of the spring equinox in 15,000 BC."

Jiang Zhe looked at Xiaoyu, his gaze gradually deepening. "In other words, if this temple was designed according to a solar calendar, it was built 17,000 years ago."

Xiaoyu's brows twitched slightly.

Jiang Zhe continued to explain: "Puma Punku and Tiwanaku belong to the same civilization and used the same batch of stones, just different technical systems. Therefore, we can deduce that the stones of Puma Punku are also from 17,000 years ago."

He nodded slightly with a faint smile on his face. "And 17,000 years ago, we humans were still drilling wood to make fire."

Xiaoyu took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Zhe, her eyes full of expectation.

"Big Brother, then what is the answer to all of this?"

Jiang Zhe pointed heavily at the ruins of the small city with a serious expression. "Xiaoyu, the key to unraveling all the mysteries lies within this city!"

He zoomed in on the image and switched to a section of the Kalasasaya temple.

"This temple was later excavated by archaeologists, and they discovered many protruding objects on the surrounding walls."

Jiang Zhe handed the tablet to Xiaoyu.

The screen displayed a greyish-red stone wall densely embedded with protruding stone carvings. At a glance, they were human faces.

To be precise, they were various human faces, each one different.

Some had flat noses and wide mouths, some had high bridges and deep-set eyes, some had prominent cheekbones, and some had sharp chins.

They were arranged neatly, looking like a biological atlas from 17,000 years ago.

Xiaoyu looked at those faces and said with some surprise: "Big Brother, this looks like a collection of human faces?"

Jiang Zhe nodded. "These faces you see are all biological faces. According to the Inca Empire, this wall is called the Wall of the Gods."

"The Wall of the Gods?" Xiaoyu asked curiously. "Then they aren't human faces, but the faces of gods?"

"According to the locals, these are all the faces of gods."

Jiang Zhe paused and began to guide her: "If we follow the Inca Empire's account, what do you see in these faces?"

Before Xiaoyu could speak, countless viewers in the livestream had already started searching for information, and the chat was popping up with comments.

"These aren't the faces of gods, right? I feel like they're just faces of people from all over the world."

"Yeah, I see the face of an Asian person, that flat one."

"The one on the right with the high nose, that's a white person, right?"

"The one below with the thick lips is a black person, definitely a black person!"

"So this is a wall of all human races?"

"..."

Just as the chat was heatedly discussing, a verified golden comment floated by: Professor Gu — Civilization Expert.

[I have been to this place. The local account calls it the Wall of the Gods and the Faces of the Gods. Actually, you all ignored a detail. You see the faces of Asians, whites, and blacks, which is correct, but look closer, you can see another one that is mind-boggling; that one is definitely not a human face!]

As soon as that comment appeared, a group of people immediately followed up.

"What mind-boggling thing?"

"Not a human face? Then what is it?"

"I don't see it; they all look pretty human, right?"

"..."

At this time, at the Kyoto University of History faculty housing.

Professor Chen Runzhi pointed to a spot on the wall on the big screen. "This, I estimate, is what that Professor Gu was talking about. This face does not fit our understanding of Earth's human races."

In the living room.

Xiaoyu also leaned closer to the tablet, carefully examining those faces.

She looked for a long time and shook her head repeatedly. "Big Brother, I don't see anything magical. They aren't the faces of gods at all; they are all human faces—some fat, some thin, some with high noses, some with flat noses."

Jiang Zhe smiled speechlessly and handed the tablet directly in front of her, pointing his finger at a greyish-white stone carving.

"Xiaoyu, if you think this is a human face, then tell Big Brother, whose face is this?"

Xiaoyu's gaze fell on that stone carving.

The greyish-white stone, after ten thousand years of weathering, still had a clear outline.

High cheekbones, a small head, and extremely large eye sockets that occupied one-third of the face.

The mouth was a thin, long slit, and the lips were not thick.

The overall proportions were completely different from the human face carvings all around it.

Seeing this, Xiaoyu's pupils constricted. She subconsciously covered her mouth, and an incredible thought emerged in her mind.

"Big Brother, this, this is not a human face, but..."

Saying this, she took a deep breath. "The face of a Grey Alien!!!"

Jiang Zhe nodded with a serious expression. "Yes, the face of a Grey Alien."

As soon as he finished speaking, the viewers in the livestream were all in an uproar.

"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!" (PS: In the original painting, it really looks like a Grey Alien, almost identical.)

"Grey Alien, that Grey Alien? Is it that classic alien image?"

"Big eyes, small mouth, high cheekbones—exactly like the Grey Alien in UFO sighting reports!"

"On a wall from 17,000 years ago, carved with the face of a Grey Alien???"

"How the hell is this possible!!!"

"So those gods, could they be Grey Aliens?"

"..."

The chat scrolled crazily, with hundreds of thousands of comments passing by every second, turning the livestream screen completely white.

The previous comment from Professor Gu floated by again:

[Yes, I was also stunned when I went there. This does not conform to the appearance of humans around the world, nor does it even conform to the recognized images of Neanderthals and Denisovans. So later, I stopped thinking of them as human faces; they are indeed the faces of the gods of the Inca Empire.]

[This discovery has actually been discussed in academia, but it has never been made public because the answer is too subversive.]

[I didn't expect J to point it out directly in the livestream.]

With a professional professor coming forward, the viewers were in an uproar for the second time.

"So the stones of Puma Punku were cut by Grey Aliens using lasers?"

"And making the stones fly, was that anti-gravity technology?"

"Grey Aliens were on Earth 17,000 years ago?"

"My scalp is tingling, really tingling!"

"..."

Kyoto, Kyoto University of History faculty housing.

The four professors were dumbfounded, feeling their scalps tingle.

Regarding this, Professor Chen Runzhi and Qian Mingyi, who study history, hadn't really realized it.

Who would have thought that a statue of a Grey Alien could appear 17,000 years ago...

Professor Chen Runzhi looked at that greyish-white stone carving of a human head and couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Qian Mingyi, do you think this could be some kind of extinct human species?"

Qian Mingyi frowned and shook his head repeatedly. "I've searched through all known extinct human species—Neanderthals, Denisovans, Floresiensis, Naledi, etc.—and I haven't found a single one in the extinct human skeletons that looks like this."

He pointed to the other carvings on the screen.

"Professor Chen Runzhi, Professor Wang Shouren, and Professor Liu Guangyi, look, this is the face of an Asian person, this is the face of a white person, this is the face of a typical black person. You can find the corresponding gods on the wall. If we follow the account of the Inca Empire, these gods created the corresponding races."

"White gods created white people, yellow gods created yellow people, black gods created black people."

"Then what about this greyish-white face?"

Professor Liu Guangyi gasped and then asked in return:

"If the gods created humans in their own image, then this greyish-white face, who was it modeled after?"

"Modeled after himself, then where are the people he created?"

Professor Wang Shouren's eyes moved. "Maybe he did, but they went extinct."

"Impossible, he didn't create them at all, because as long as this type of human had appeared on Earth, it would be impossible for there not to be fossils."

Qian Mingyi said with certainty, then looked at the three of them with a horrified expression. "Maybe..."

"That type of person isn't on the Earth's surface at all, but in..."

The other three widened their eyes, all understanding what Qian Mingyi meant. They spoke in unison: "Underground!"