"What Bronze Divine Wood? Ha, this is clearly the Fusang planted by our Ancestors long ago."
Bai Fei spoke aloud, suddenly startled.
Whoa, the voice was definitely his, but the words seed to appear out of nowhere, injected into his mind and blurted out without thought.
Fusang, what’s that?
He didn’t recognize this tree!
At that mont, everyone in the tomb was stunned, this statent was even more shocking than Feng Tang’s series of rebuttals just now.
The mathematics and chemistry knowledge that Feng Tang just ntioned could be unraveled after so thought or a quick search, but Bai Fei’s "Fusang Tree," co on, no one has ever seen it.
After a while, soone hesitantly spoke:
"Fusang? The Fusang Tree recorded in the Shan Hai Jing? Wasn’t it planted by the goddess Xi He?"
"That’s just a legendary tree, it doesn’t exist in the world."
"Who has seen it?"
Bai Fei’s lips curled up, and he involuntarily blurted out again: "The Ancestors have seen it, you know. At the ti, the Ancestors helped Xi He plant it. How could the world know she wasn’t good at planting, couldn’t even keep a chrysanthemum alive."
Everyone: "..." Shock! There’s such a story?
Suddenly, so started flipping through books, while others searched on their phones.
Gu Shiyin imdiately sensed the situation going awry, oh no, they were still livestreaming, thousands of viewers watching online.
If the other party kept on disputing like this, the online opinion would reverse.
What would happen to the deal she promised Davis if things turned around?
"Don’t livestream for now, wait until everyone has debated clearly before continuing, otherwise it would easily mislead viewers, saying our report is unprofessional." She imdiately went to stop the journalists.
The journalists were also captivated by the current mystery, their minds in chaos, all waiting for the final definite conclusion, and upon hearing this, they thought Gu Shiyin made so sense, so they temporarily shut off the machines.
Gu Shiyin breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, it doesn’t matter if they argue behind closed doors, anyway, there’s always a way to guide the conclusion to Davis’s assertion in the end.
After all, didn’t she know Bai Fei’s level?
His dical skills were rely half-baked, what could archaeology offer? Just so attention-seeking remarks.
She exchanged a glance with Davis, then smiled and said to Bai Fei: "Mr. Bai, you as a doctor also enjoy reading mythological stories? At least Emperor Yan and Xi He have historical records, but this Xi He and Fusang, are purely mythical fantasies, can’t be taken seriously..."
Bai Fei glanced back.
The usually indifferent young master now had a piercing and intimidating look in his eyes, making the words in Gu Shiyin’s mouth stuck, unable to be swallowed or spit out.
Bai Fei snorted coldly and said, "Ignorant. If the Ancestor hadn’t created humans, you wouldn’t exist in the world today. You, this unshaped lump of clay, dare to deny the existence of gods?"
Gu Shiyin’s face turned pale.
Everyone: "..." Why was it a bit funny despite the shock?
Mr. Bai’s ability to retort is so high!
Did he just bring up that Creator God Ancestor?
That one... Nuwa?
To be honest, this retort was really sharp and on point.
A mortal denying gods and things they haven’t seen, thinking not seeing is not existing, is indeed arrogant.
Even the top scientists of the era cannot deny the existence of so unexplained phenona in this world.
Amidst a flurry of thoughts, an excited glow gradually spread across Feng Tang’s previously silent old face:
"Mr. Bai, are you suggesting that this bronze tree is not so Western Bronze Divine Wood, but actually the totem of Eastern Fusang, passed down by our Ancestor Nuwa?"
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