Qin Mu stood at the bow of the ship, his excitement indescribable. This golden ship was still in the process of self-repair. The broken bricks and tiles on the ship were floating in the air and reassembling themselves. The collapsed hall seemed to have gone back in time, and the collapsed pillars were erected, the palace walls were piled up again and again. Soon, bricks and tiles were added from the collapsed state, and the ship was restored to its original state.
The ship was like a huge beast that had woken up from a deep sleep. It had its own wisdom and thoughts, and it often felt that it was useless. Now was the time for it to display its talents.
It sailed into the river of chaos and broke through the wind and waves like a huge beast, pushing the chaos away.
‘this ship is good in everything, but the speed at which it starts doesn’t seem to be fast...’
