The Sea of Aeolus finally settled back onto the planet's surface. The arms that had reached toward space slowly withdrew, like a baby curling back into its mother's embrace.
After this earth-shaking transformation, the planet's atmospheric circulation and oceanic structure had been completely renewed. Even the axial tilt had shifted slightly. Once these changes were complete, the storms that had raged without end and the torrential rains finally ceased. Clear skies spread across the heavens and sea, and under the radiance of the star, the planet shone brilliantly in space like a resplendent gemstone.
There would be no more storms, nor would there be cloud layers kilometers thick that lingered for centuries. According to the calculations of the ship's mainframe, Aeolus had restored its balance and would welcome truly lasting clear skies. There might still be occasional wind and rain, but compared to the Aeolus of the past, it would become a gentle water world. This was Eva's final gift to the planet.
Giant Turtle Rock Platform flew slowly over the calm, glittering Sea of Aeolus, passing all the way across the line between day and night. Starlight faded behind the ship as sunlight slowly rose from the opposite end of the sea. Broken waves surged gently below the ship, and surviving marine life occasionally surfaced among them, as if writing the first character of this newborn world. Hao Ren stood on the observation deck at the front of Giant Turtle Rock Platform, gazing across the boundless sea. He remembered the arms that had reached into space before—after establishing a mental connection with Eva, he seemed able to think like a Siren, and as a result, he had gained a completely different, entirely new understanding of those arms.
The truth was unexpected. It was actually nothing complicated, just the simplest