Ti wormholes shuttle through.
Countless civilizations return; after addressing their affairs, they ultimately seal the passages.
The two Earths are isolated once more.
The returning great civilizations re-integrate with the native ones, exchanging prehistoric information; the imnse and profound pool of knowledge is sufficient to elevate their civilizations to unimaginable heights.
Atlantis and Shushan Immortal Land are ravenously absorbing the wisdom of the prehistoric flood years.
Of course, with the spread of these returning civilizations, the people of this land gradually learn about the lost ancient flood history.
They learn about the history following the great flood of Jiaxia from tens of thousands of years ago.
Lost history begins to return, and even the entire world, due to this ti traversal, initiates an archaeological frenzy, passionately researching prehistoric tis.
Using the past as a mirror, one can understand the rise and fall.
They also wish to know how to tread their path, how to choose their future.
Tap, tap, tap.
Fu Qingjun descends the stairs to eat.
"Gang Leader Fu."
"Gang Leader Fu."
Voices co from the surrounding shops.
The title "Assistant Gang Leader" has beco accustod to him, though it carries little prestige, Fu Qingjun still smiles and nods in acknowledgnt.
He feels he should celebrate; a lingering thorn in his heart has finally been resolved, the Earth's fog has cleared, though it may only be temporary, it is nonetheless an encouraging progress.
Looking at his Civilized Demon Country, it is thriving with joy.
"Go eat, add a few more dishes." He lazily thought about the cafeteria's food grains and oil.
Next to him, in front of a fruit shop,
Under a big tree, beside an elder, several little boys pester him to tell stories.
"Grandpa, grandpa, you finished 'Legend of the Human Ancestor' last ti, it's ti for the next story."
"That's right, that's right, Jiaxia found the creatures on the ground deficient, without joy, anger, sorrow or hatred, and waved a blade at them, thus the flood ca to destroy the world. After the flood, Hemos put a vortex mountain on each mortal's back, the sinners bore the mountain,
while the Human Race Hongqi, thanks to the help of his subordinates,
fell in love with a woman to gain joy, felt betrayal to gain anger, killed his beloved to gain sorrow, killed his enemy to gain pleasure, finally realized they were for his own truth to gain hatred... thus, he obtained joy, anger, sorrow, pleasure, and hatred, beca a perfect person, took off the mountain's burden."
"Yes, yes, you ntioned, it's recorded on the stone slab, on the fourth day of the gods!"
Beside him, countless children noisily clamoring, brimming with excitent, pestering the old grandpa for stories.
The elder lovingly caressed a few children's heads, indulging them imnsely, "Alright, alright, today I'll tell you the next story, the fifth day of the gods."
Fu Qingjun halted his steps, quietly listening.
This mountain...
Isn't it my previous story, the one about the chanical snail mainfra production line?
He rubbed his belly, suddenly recalling the long-missed snail noodles.
"The fifth day of the gods."
Beneath the shade, the old man opened newly purchased historical books, reading to several children: "On the fourth day, Hemos tested living beings with the weight of the mountain, finally after the creation of heaven and earth, humans gained joy, anger, sorrow, and hatred... With these emotions, they could transcend to the next realm, transforming from embryos into people."
"Is embryo transforming into people the breakthrough thod aligned with Golden Core becoming Nascent Soul?"
A clever child exclaid, "No wonder, this is becoming human! 'Blessing of the Gods' intertwines with the breakthrough path on the fifth day."
"Very clever, beings without joy, anger, sorrow, or hatred cannot breakthrough from young Divine Realm. Born from embryos are incomplete."
With a smile, the elder continues to the point, "Children, let's continue, the joy, anger, sorrow, and hatred from the fourth day are still incomplete because Hemos discovered on the fifth day, humans still lacked the crucial elent."
"What elent?"
"Indeed, what is it?"
"Clearly, having emotions, what else do humans lack?"
"I don't understand."
The children fervently discuss.
"It is the ability to discern goodness and hypocrisy," the elder kindly reflects, "or in other words, besides emotions, people need the ability to distinguish between good and evil… rely having emotions is insufficient; humans need a sense of morality, these were missing then."
"Then what?"
The children listen as if it's a lesson about life.
After all, the myth of human creation also serves as classic guidance in teaching humanity, an enlightennt to on how to beco human.
"It's obvious, on the fifth day, imparting goodness and evil," the elder logically retorts, "A war symbolized the greatest good and the greatest hypocrisy, fused into a true human, defeated the monster!"
The elder points to a painting.
One side depicts a dark sky, with evil dark arm.
The other side shows a bright sky, symbolizing the Eye of Knowledge.
A human kneels at the dividing line, seemingly indicating a turning point for humanity.
This is indeed the newly complete 'Mayan Civilization Chronicle' by Professor Naxika, featuring myth-laden mural titled:
[The Eye of Hemos, Human Show Good and Evil Chart]
Human discernnt of good and evil...
The children gaze in fascination...
But after pondering, a child scratches his head and says, "So that's how it is, on the fifth day, humans discern between good and evil, but I have another curious question, in the story of creation, wasn't Human Race Hongqi still quite weak? His aptitude was very poor, like a diocre, feeble elder; although he showed human bravery, he had little impact."
In the eyes of children, the Human Ancestor should be a towering, unparalleled hero unlike any other!
Yet a diocre man, consistently making mistakes throughout life, repenting, mistakenly killing loved ones, subordinates, and friends, awakening joy, anger, sorrow, hatred, now also learning morality, does not fit their image.
"Humans are just such beings."
The elder answered earnestly, gently stroking the child's head, "You are still young, as you grow, you'll understand, humans start from extrely weak, despicable, incomplete creatures, vastly inferior to other beings, ultimately step by step completing themselves, becoming strong, just like the Human Ancestor gradually evolves, there's still a long future ahead."
"I want to hear the next story!!" The children noisily clamored, "The future Human Ancestor will surely rise and beco powerful."
"No more, there's no more now." The elder sat under the tree, quite helpless.
Fu Qingjun smiled and continued walking, passing the fruit shop, heading to the cafeteria.
"But I want to listen!"
"Yes, Grandpa, we want to listen, we want to hear!"
The children continued clamoring.
"Really, there's nothing more, see for yourselves, this is the last page." The elder flipped the book pages, "This is... the content of the 'Fifth Day'. "
"Look, this is the mythological history of the prehistoric flood, vast, magnificent, soaked in blood, creating today's grandeur."
This old man, amidst the expectations from countless children, pointed to the sacred books docunting ancient myths; its cover inscribed with humanity's primordial epic:
[First Day, Amiro arrived and bestowed life upon Earth's beings]
[Second Day, Hemos arrived and bestowed knowledge upon the Earth's beings]
[Third Day, Jiaxia arrived and bestowed wisdom and deceit upon Earth's beings]
[Fourth Day, Humans completed their despicability, learned joy, anger, sorrow, hatred, becoming complete humans.]
[Fifth Day, Humans discerned human nature's good and evil, learned self-improvent, becoming whole humans]
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