Isabella stood in front of the projector, casting a cold glance at the few people in the room before she began to narrate the details of the mission in a steady, emotionless voice.
"This mission takes place," her gaze shifted to the map projected on the screen, pointing to a remote area deep within the jungles of South America, "in a very isolated jungle in South America. This region is rarely visited by outsiders and is almost forgotten by the world."
Her voice was stern, her tone even, as if she were recounting a fact unrelated to herself, yet every word exuded an undeniable authority. "We have been able to obtain crucial results from the Super Cell research because our Research Team has engaged with the local Indigenous people in this jungle."
The details of the map gradually came into focus, marking a hidden location within the jungle. Isabella's finger lightly traced over the map, pointing to those red-marked areas as she continued to explain, "These Indigenous people have lived on this land for generations and possess genetic traits that are completely different from those of the outside world. Their bodies exhibit an extraordinary ability to adapt to extreme environments. After in-depth communication with them, our Research Team successfully collected their DNA samples."
She paused for a moment, allowing those present to digest this information before continuing, "Through our scientists' study and reconstruction of these DNA samples, we discovered an unprecedented Cell structure. This Cell possesses remarkable regenerative abilities, capable of reactivating and rebuilding necrotic tissue; this is precisely where our current research on 'Super Cell' originates."
Isabella's tone remained indifferent, devoid of any fluctuation, as if what she described was merely a simple scientific process rather than a discovery that could change the future of humanity. "The purpose of this operation," she continued, scanning each person's face, "is to delve deeper into this jungle and find more clues related to this genetic material to further expand our research findings."
Her words cast an even heavier atmosphere over the room; each word weighed heavily on the hearts of those present. This was not an ordinary scientific mission but an adventure into an unknown world, directly engaging with ancient forces. And behind this "Super Cell" lay a potentially unpredictable power—one that humanity had never encountered before.
However, as Isabella spoke, Jonas gradually noticed a strange contradiction. Isabella had been describing a remote jungle tribe in South America, emphasizing how their DNA samples led to this scientific breakthrough. Yet when his gaze fell back on the images displayed by the projector, he found that they did not align with what Isabella had said.
The projector showcased ancient stone tablet murals covered in intricate and mysterious patterns, seemingly remnants of some ancient civilization. Additionally, there appeared a dense forest shrouded in thick vegetation that clearly had no connection to the tribe Isabella described. This inconsistency raised Jonas's alertness; he began to question whether Isabella's description was truly relevant to their mission.
Jonas hesitated for a moment before raising his hand to voice his concerns. Isabella noticed his gesture and paused her narration, nodding slightly with a hint of coldness to signal him to speak.
Jonas cleared his throat, his tone cautious and inquisitive: "Doctor, your description is very detailed, and I understand the importance of this research. However, I noticed that the images displayed on the projector seem not entirely consistent with what you just described." His gaze shifted toward the ancient stone murals. "These murals and dense jungles… they seem unrelated to the tribe; they resemble some sort of ancient ruins. I'm not quite sure how these images relate to our mission."
In response to Jonas's question, Isabella furrowed her brow slightly but did not reply directly. Instead, she turned her attention to a middle-aged man sitting nearby. She gently nodded at him, signaling him to stand up and address the question. The bespectacled man understood her intent; he set down his documents and slowly rose. He appeared to be around forty years old, with weathered features and dark skin that suggested he had undergone many field studies.
He cleared his throat lightly and introduced himself in a calm, scholarly tone, "I am Mocus Black, the ancient expert for the Light Activation Project, primarily responsible for research related to these ancient ruins and local legends." His voice was deep and powerful, as if each word carried the weight of history.
Mocus continued to explain, "Through our interactions with the local Indigenous people, we have uncovered an extremely important clue. These Indigenous people have lived deep within the jungle known as Depachisoto for generations, and they share an ancient legend that their tribe was born from this jungle, specifically from a subterranean cave within Depachisoto."
He paused for a moment to allow Jonas and the others to better grasp his words before continuing, "According to the beliefs of these Indigenous people, they consider themselves the offspring of Mother Earth, and that cave is their birthplace. Their mythology mentions that deep within this cave lies a deity known as the Black Rope Deity, said to be the dark force that birthed them."
Upon hearing this, Jonas furrowed his brow slightly; the name felt strange and unsettling to him. He couldn't help but whisper, "Black Rope Deity? What is that?"
Mocus adjusted his glasses, his expression becoming more focused as he continued, "Currently, our understanding of this 'Black Rope Deity' is still quite limited. The vast majority of our information comes from oral traditions of the local Indigenous people, along with a few clues deciphered from fragmented murals. The content of these murals and legends suggests that the Black Rope Deity is an ancient and mysterious entity believed to have existed since the dawn of the world."
Jonas listened quietly, a vague sense of unease rising within him. Mocus's tone was low and cautious, as if he were recounting an unspeakable secret. He went on, "According to legend, the Black Rope Deity dislikes light and chooses to hide deep underground. For him, darkness is both his sanctuary and the source of his power. However, prolonged solitude has left him feeling bored and empty. Thus, he scattered his flesh and blood to create humanity in his image. These creations became his offspring, inheriting a part of his power."
Mocus paused again, allowing this unusual story to resonate in the room before continuing in an even darker tone, "Strangely enough, it is said that even in modern times, some Indigenous people claim they can hear the voice of the Black Rope Deity. They say that during certain special moments, he communicates with those of pure bloodline to convey his will."
A chill ran down Jonas's spine; whether true or not, this story exuded an indescribable eeriness. The Black Rope Deity—an ancient god hidden beneath the earth who created humanity and may still be observing and manipulating his offspring from the shadows—was both shocking and filled with unknown fears.
"Currently, all evidence is limited to these fragments of legends and murals," Mocus said with a hint of resignation and caution in his voice. "But we cannot ignore these clues, especially after discovering the Super Cell in that jungle. There may be some connection between the origins and abilities of these Cells and the legend of the Black Rope Deity that we have yet to understand. Therefore, one of our objectives for this mission is to further explore whether these ancient myths have a direct correlation with our current research findings."
After listening to Mocus's explanation, images of that jungle and its mysterious subterranean cave flooded Jonas's mind. As these legends and clues unfolded, things became increasingly bizarre and enigmatic. He realized that this operation might lead them into a world filled with unknowns and dangers—a dark realm hidden within history and legend.
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