Chapter 564
Beautiful Country, Black Palace.
A meeting is ongoing. The Beautiful Country President, Jesmin, wears a serious expression, meticulously reviewing the images of what is suspected to be an ancient super civilization's island ruins found at the Mariana Trench. Without conclusive evidence and supporting documents, he would have thought it was just another idea concocted by someone to swindle national funds.
"Is that island still there?"
Jesmin put down the materials in his hand and looked at Eller and Olvera standing in front of him.
"Mr. President, after the incident, our reinforcements of battleships and fighter jets arrived at that site in the Mariana Trench, but only a few remnants of the battleships were left. The deployed deep-sea vehicle and the island originally located there have disappeared."
Eller's face showed some embarrassment. After all, the situation they reported seemed quite incredible, and with the mysterious disappearance of the island, it sounded almost like a farce.
"The existence of that island is definitely real."
Olvera looked determined. As a scholar, he spoke without much reservation.
"If what you say is true, how did such a large island move?"
Jesmin tapped the documents in his hand. It wasn't that he didn't believe them; it was just that what they were saying sounded like a comedy, filled with absurdity.
Olvera shrugged and spoke confidently, "That's one aspect of our research topic, so Mr. President, to understand this point, I need more strength, more funding to invest in research."
Jesmin's mouth twitched, finding the other party quite straightforward, immediately requesting funding from the government.
"What we say is absolutely true. The sinking of two escort ships proves the island indeed existed, and the creatures that emerged from it caused the destruction of the Mitchell and the Zuo Liang."
Eller nodded in agreement and added, "Mr. President, at least we can confirm that those mutant sea monsters attacking Geshan County are definitely related to that island. We might be just a hair's breadth away from the truth, and owning that island would allow us to cultivate similar sea monsters, or even create mutants like the Jieke Group's Genetic Warriors."
Even Judith, the CIA Director standing beside Jesmin, slowly spoke: "Mr. President, we should heed the advice of the experts. Whether that deep-sea island is Atlantis or Penglai Fairy Island, the technology found within is crucial for our Beautiful Country."
Jesmin remained silent for a few seconds, his fingers tapping the table: "I will arrange for you to receive more research funding. Find that island as soon as possible."
"Mr. President, we will not disappoint you."
Olvera, upon hearing this, smiled widely and contentedly said goodbye and left.
Eller also saluted and turned to leave.
After they left, Jesmin looked at his confidant, Judith, and asked: "What do you think of this situation? Does this world really have super ancient civilizations? I'm not one of those idiots who believe in alien theories from Area 51. It takes a special kind of foolishness to believe that."
"Mr. President, as per your instructions, we've conducted a secret investigation through the CIA. The testimonies from the experts aboard the research vessel were consistent, and the retained data and video evidence largely rule out the possibility of collusion for deception.
At the current stage, all evidence points to the fact that super ancient civilizations might not be groundless after all. After all, there have been sea monsters dozens of meters in size appearing, and even super large sea monsters that destroyed the Mitchell and the Zuo Liang.
Perhaps the sea monster images depicted by ancient peoples were records of witnessed realities by survivors, rather than fictional fables."
Judith also offered his response. Although he received high education and usually doesn't believe in such supernatural rhetoric, he always thought of God as just a figure of speech, never genuinely sincere about it.
Yet Judith believes in data. The consistent statements of many experts aboard the research ship that returned were all telling him that the world might truly hold some ancient secrets unknown even to the Beautiful Country, buried in corners of the world.
Jesmin lit a cigarette, and amidst the swirling smoke, his eyes grew even more determined. He nodded and said, "You're right. Whether that island is a remnant of an ancient civilization or not, we, the Beautiful Country, must seize it and plant our national flag on it."
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The news of the Mitchell and the Zuo Liang's sinking was concealed through various means due to the intervention of the Beautiful Country.
Subsequently, the Beautiful Country further intensified its exploration of the Pacific Ocean, dispatching one research ship after another, tasked with locating that mysterious deep-sea island.
Even the warships of the Beautiful Country were dispatched in mass, conducting a net-like search, causing considerable tension among neighboring countries.
However, the vastness of the sea is boundless, especially when it comes to locating an island standing in a depth of ten thousand meters; even if the Beautiful Country exerts all its efforts, it's akin to searching for a needle in a haystack.
For ten consecutive days, the search teams from the Beautiful Country found nothing.
Little did they know that the Yin Yang Sea Suppressing Palace they were meticulously searching for near the Mariana had already moved near Japan's Sea Domain.
In the deep sea, Su Jie sat atop the Yin Yang Stele, his hands forming seals changing intricately. Beneath him, countless runes of the Formation magic flew, causing the entire Yin Yang Sea Suppressing Palace to tremble, with Spirit Stones depleting rapidly. The Formation's power caused the surrounding sea area to stir waves, progressively increasing, and a tsunami slowly began to form.