Chapter 938
Rainy Days—Can't We Have Any Peace?
After the War Song was activated, Sandora was undoubtedly the happiest. That was easy enough to imagine. Of all people, the one with the deepest feelings for this ancient starship of special significance was surely its former owner. One could even say that the War Song was Sandora's last remaining remembrance of the long-gone old Empire. Its revival nearly meant the continuation of another life for the War Song Princess. Its significance went without saying.
Who said Imperials were all heartless war machines? It was merely that no one understood the immense mission they carried or the blazing racial will within them. They had their own joys and sorrows too. For instance, on the day the War Song restarted, Sandora was so happy that she ate twice as much rice as usual—including two brand-new rice cookers.
We had all gotten used to it by now. Whenever Anweina served meals, she gave each of us a bowl first, then handed the entire pot to Sandora. If things went smoothly, she would not need to collect it afterward...
These past two days had been peaceful. Our disaster-ridden daily lives had, for once, returned to normal. I had finally enjoyed several days of the leisure I had long dreamed of. I stayed home, teasing Ding Dang, teasing Little Pao Pao, teasing Ding Dang, teasing Viska, teasing Ding Dang, teasing Suigintou. Life had never felt so relaxing. Every now and then, I went out for half a day, running wild everywhere with Qian Qian, taking the little ones to the amusement park, or accompanying Older Sister to buy household supplies. In truth, there was absolutely no need for us to shop anymore. The Empire spanned vast territories; even on News Broadcast, you could not find a