"Don't rush off to reincarnate just yet. Keep me company for a while before you go," Fan Lang said to the female ghost.
"Say whatever you want," the female ghost replied cooperatively.
"To be honest, I intend to take possession of this ship. Everyone who was originally aboard has already died. Rather than let such a treasure go to waste, it might as well benefit me. So I'd like to learn more about this ship through you—for example, where the central control is, and how I can take command of it."
"Alas, the Qi Ming was originally a survival ship, carrying us Armored Shell Race people in search of a new habitat. But we encountered danger midway through the journey, and everyone aboard died."
"What did you encounter back then?"
"I don't know. That thing was too fast. It swept past through the universe, and then we all died. The universe is boundless and unfathomable. Many dangers are beyond our understanding."
"Mm, that's true. Then let's talk about refining this ship. That interests me more."
"Don't rush. Listen while I explain. I was originally the captain's daughter. After this ship met with disaster, it landed on this star. Many of my dead clansmen carried resentment and became evil ghosts. I was one of them. At the time, I still retained some rationality. If everyone became evil ghosts, none of us could reincarnate. What would be the point of that? To save everyone, I sacrificed myself and absorbed the resentment from every evil ghost aboard into my own body. My father was among them. That way, everyone left one after another, while I alone remained behind, isolated aboard this ship and trapped here."
"Sacrificing yourself to save everyone—you're quite the heroine. I don't think I could do something like that. I