"It seems really happy!"
Jiang Yu lowered his head, watching the massive Xianzhou ship move slowly and listening to the tremors sounding from within it. He felt as though he could hear the joy coming from it, hear those mighty sounds from antiquity.
Yet the Xianzhou Luofu was simply there, drifting slowly through deep space, as though everything Jiang Yu sensed was only an illusion.
But Jiang Yu could sense the stirring within it with extraordinary clarity. When he received the Luofu's response and tried to make contact with it, when the flowing river of stars touched the Luofu like an extension of his limbs, he received a certain veiled emotion from that ancient ship.
[Ding! Yes, it's very happy!]
Secretary Tong's voice rang out, answering Jiang Yu's muttering.
"Really? So I was right!" Jiang Yu blinked, seemingly delighted by Secretary Tong's words.
[Ding! Confirmed. The ancient warship of the Xianzhou Alliance is full of anticipation for this hunt and awaits your command.]
Hearing Secretary Tong's words, Jiang Yu froze for a moment. Then a strange feeling mingled with excitement, leaving him feeling rather peculiar.
Was this only to be expected of a Xianzhou Alliance warship that worshipped The Hunt?
Even a ship was well versed in the ways of hunting.
Jiang Yu did not think Secretary Tong was merely humoring him, because he could indeed sense a certain lurking eagerness through his connection with the Luofu.
So Jiang Yu nodded, feeling his connection with the Luofu as he pictured this powerful warship in his mind, forming an image of how he should command it in battle and hunt down the fleeing Phantylia and Mirror Holders.
As these thoughts arose in Jiang Yu's mind, a series of bizarre scenes appeared with them. Jiang Yu felt as