Now, the vast warship was completely empty and desolate, without a single person in sight. The servants who had once lived here in bustling crowds, as well as the personnel skilled in operating the warship, had all relocated to Planet Three of Jesta.
They waited quietly, eagerly anticipating the return of their leader—Tyberos—who would gather them once more and lead them into battle across the galaxy again.
Standing in the warship's spacious, brightly lit corridor, El gazed joyfully at its completely renewed interior and could not help sighing in admiration:
"Chapter Master! Look at our old flagship—it now truly looks like a warship equipped with the most cutting-edge technology!"
A sincere, delighted smile blossomed across his weathered face, as though the sight before him had made him forget every hardship of the past.
At his side, Tyberos likewise studied the transformed flagship of the Carcharodons without blinking. He nodded deeply and replied:
"That's right, El. Our old flagship has only truly displayed the bearing a high-tech warship ought to possess today.
"It is equipped with advanced intelligent programs. Unlike before, it no longer relies entirely on manual operation for everything from navigation to the control of its weapons systems. That outdated model has long become dust of history."
As he spoke, he gently ran a hand over the mirror-smooth metal wall beside him, his eyes gleaming with boundless anticipation for the warship's glorious future voyages.
Seeing Tyberos so full of emotion, El felt an indescribably complicated feeling rise within him as well. With a look of relief, he said:
"Chapter Master, I have to admit that the decision you made back then was extraordinarily wise! When you decided to surrender, I had my doubts, but in the end, I still followed in your footsteps without hesitation.
"I never imagined that