The pottery fragments buried deep in the earth contain truths that are sharper than oracle bones.
Chen He, a student in the Department of Archeology, struggles to survive in the strict hierarchical academic circle and family pressure. During a marginal field excavation, she unexpectedly came across taboos from nine thousand years ago - black pottery as thin as an eggshell concealed inhuman craftsmanship, and a broken bone flute echoed the syllables of a lost star map. When all the evidence pointed to a wiped-out matriarchal civilization, the shovel in her hand began to tremble.
The bloodline of the ancient "Dragon God" awakens in the pottery patterns, and the bronze base of the patriarchal epic has cracks and fine marks. Chen He was forced to walk alone between the authority of his mentor, the ridicule of his classmates, and the iron wall of history. At his fingertips, there was the sparkle of dragon bones that pierced the lies.
When the answer to the origin of civilization subverts all textbooks, who is afraid of the name remembered by the dirt?
Intention: Which one is true, truth or history?