Eagle Sauce: The 055 destroyer was launched into the sea just after the founding of the country?

When the word "Anunnaki", which means "the great gods who descended from the sky" in Sumerian mythology, was uttered by the leader of the United States as if it were the final judgment.

An indescribable look of confusion, a mixture of great absurdity and strong shock, appeared on the faces of all the Russian representatives present.

Joseph's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart, which had long been hardened as iron by the power struggle, began to beat wildly uncontrollably at this moment.

The scientists behind him were like being struck by lightning. They opened their mouths and stared blankly at the sleeping "king" in the container. The magnificent buildings in their brains built on materialism and scientific logic were cracking and collapsing inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Anunnaki...Assyrians...gods..."

A white-haired old scientist who enjoys a high reputation in the Russian physics community muttered to himself absentmindedly. He was unable to integrate these words from different fields, which even contradicted each other, into a logical whole in his mind.

In the end, he was the first to barely break free from this huge impact that was enough to stop his thinking.

He adjusted his glasses and raised the question in a tone that was obviously trembling but forced to maintain the rationality of a scholar.

"Mr. Great Leader...even if...even if he really is the legendary Assyrian..."

"But how does this directly relate to what you just said, 'All myths are real'?"

This question expressed the thoughts of everyone.

They urgently needed a bridge that could connect the "30,000-year-old ancient man" in front of them with those illusory myths and legends.

Upon hearing this, the Eagle Commander slowly turned his head, and his cloudy eyes swept over everyone present.

The look in his eyes was as if he was looking at a group of ignorant children who were about to be given forbidden knowledge.

"Don't you understand, Professor?"

His voice was hoarse with fatigue as he revealed the final answer.

"It's not the myths that confirm his existence. It's he, and his kind, who are themselves... the source of all our myths."

"These Assyrians, they are the gods in our legends."

He paused, as if giving everyone time to digest this subversive conclusion.

Then he used a very common yet very accurate metaphor.

"Let me give you an analogy. If, right now, we were to travel back to the Stone Age ten thousand years ago with our current equipment."

"The suits we wear, the mechanical watches on our wrists, the lighters in our pockets, the cars we ride in...are they miracles in the eyes of those primitive people who eat raw meat and drink blood?"

He did not wait for an answer, but continued to describe in a tone full of imagery.

"Think about it. We can summon flames from thin air with just the flick of a button. Doesn't that sound like Prometheus's stolen fire?"

"We can silently kill the most ferocious saber-toothed tiger with a black iron pipe from hundreds of meters away. In their eyes, is this 'gun' Thor's hammer, or is it a lightning bolt cast by the God King Zeus?"

"Even our most ordinary flashlights can cast a beam of light in the long dark night that can dispel darkness and wild beasts."

"For those ancients who feared darkness, isn't this a gift from the Sun God, the greatest miracle?"

"Since, with our pitiful, rudimentary technology, we can be easily worshipped as gods walking among men by the ancients, then..."

His gaze returned to the regal and majestic figure sealed in the static force field.

"So, when a civilization with a technological level at least thirty thousand years ahead of ours, perhaps even longer, landed on this planet, wouldn't they be gods among gods in the eyes of those primitive humans who had just learned to walk upright?"

Yes... the technological gap... is a miracle...

A flash of enlightenment flashed in the old scientist's eyes, but it was followed by deeper confusion.

The commander-in-chief seemed to see through his thoughts and continued.

"This isn't something I made up. We were able to come to this conclusion because we were fortunate enough to obtain some fragmentary, vague information from the 'artifacts' they left behind."

He paused and said something that was enough to shock everyone present, especially Joseph and Perseus.

"We used some...special techniques to successfully crack one of the 'Golden Apples'."

"Golden Apple..."

Joseph's eyes instantly sharpened. This sacred object, which represented eternal life, wisdom, or strife in countless myths, actually existed?!

"That's right." The Commander-in-Chief nodded. "It's not a real apple, but an extremely complex spherical information storage and energy control device made of materials we cannot understand."

"It took us twenty years to finally read some fragmented, garbled fragments from it."

"And from those fragments, we glimpsed a... chilling truth."

His voice sounded particularly cold in the silent temple.

"We, Homo sapiens, humans...are not the natural product of evolution on this planet at all."

"We are just... a tool they created."

"They need a creature that can adapt to the Earth's environment, possesses a certain degree of intelligence, and is sufficiently obedient to mine the minerals they desperately need on this planet."

"So, they used their own genes, mixed with the genes of one of the most promising primates on Earth at the time, and after countless failures and improvements, they finally 'created' our ancestors."

"Primitive humans are nothing more than tools they keep in the mines."

"And they, the Anunnaki, are the true masters of this land."

These words were like thunder from the sky, striking every Russian representative present to pieces.

From being the self-proclaimed "spirit of all things", they instantly fell to being kept as "tools". This huge gap in status caused their worldview to collapse and then be trampled upon several times.

However, it was still the white-haired old scientist who, after digesting the shock of the moment, raised the most critical and fatal question with the rigor of a scholar.

"I...I can't argue with your logic. But, Mr. President, this raises a new question."

His voice trembled slightly with excitement and confusion.

"Then, tens of thousands of years ago, they already possessed god-like technology that we still cannot reach."

"So... how did they disappear? A civilization capable of creating life and worshipped as a 'god' couldn't just vanish without a trace, right?"

"Could it be that they have completed their mission, broken through the speed of light, left Earth, and returned to their home planet?"

This question, like a sharp knife, pierces directly into the core mystery of the whole incident.

Upon hearing this question, the last bit of composure on the face of the Eagle Sauce leader as a whistleblower completely disappeared.

Instead, there was a bitter smile that was so thick that it could not be dissolved.

"Leave? No, not that either."

He shook his head slowly, and that movement seemed to evoke endless sadness.

"Their fate...is laughable. It's no different from those dinosaurs they treated as ants."

"They are...extinct."

Extinct?

A god-level civilization, actually... became extinct?!

This answer is even more incredible than them leaving the earth on an interstellar spacecraft.

"As for why it became extinct..."

The eyes of the Eagle Sauce Commander became distant and deep. He swept across the faces of everyone present and spoke slowly.

"I think you all should have some ideas about this."

"I remember that in this world, whether it was the legends of Sumer, the myths of ancient Greece, the stories in the Bible, or the records of the Eastern Dragon Kingdom, almost all ancient civilizations recorded an unprecedented event that affected the entire world..."

"The Great Flood, huh?"