The liquid inside the starship is clear and transparent, changing brilliant and real colors, conveying past information like a movie. Its flowing waves are reflected on the girl's face, showing undulating ripples of light and shadow.

Under this endless deep sea, Loran Hill watched the development process of another human race in the past.

The 'Deep Sea Union' and the 'Mechanical Council' have taken completely different paths. Most of them live separately in units of starships, and it often takes hundreds of years for them to meet each other again and exchange information and skills.

Such a lone whale starship is like a bee. When the population is large enough, it will split off again to form a new starship.

The number of people on each starship ranged from a few hundred to a thousand, but never exceeded 2,000. Unlike the complex social relationships in human society, the relationships between them were exceptionally simple and intimate. They could almost call every one of their fellow starship members by name, and they lived together as companions, with very few conflicts.

Moreover, if there really is a situation where different ideas conflict, the two parties will not quarrel, but will build another starship and separate from each other.

The starry sky is vast enough to accommodate all different sounds and rhythms.

In their hearts, freedom is so charming and lovely, and it is really unnecessary and unpleasant to compromise and give in for others.

Without these conflicts and compromises, they can spend more time doing what they like, such as rhythm and music.

During their long journey across the galaxy, this human race became more and more fond of music, and it became a compulsory course and project for every member, just like language and writing in the past.

They use music and melody to express their joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, their thoughts, admiration, love, regrets, etc. Compared with monotonous words, music can often convey more complex and changeable real emotions. It is also because of this that there is more understanding, more warmth, more interdependence, and less conflict among humans.

Compared to the extreme 'Mechanical Parliament', the Deep Sea Alliance is more harmonious and humane, and most of the time they will live their lives in such a happy and simple way.

'When I opened my eyes for the first time, I was surrounded by my family and elders, who cheered and applauded me.

When I closed my eyes for the last time, I was surrounded by my family, friends, and partners, who were crying and wailing.

I never have to worry about being alone, even though this is an empty and quiet galaxy.

Thinking about it this way, perhaps this plain and simple life is happiness.'

Perhaps in terms of the speed of becoming stronger and advancing technology, the Deep Sea Alliance is far inferior to the "Mechanical Council". It even took them nearly ten thousand years to catch up with the "Mechanical Council" at its peak of glory.

But time eventually rewarded them, and this nomadic human faction eventually surpassed all others. Possessing more powerful interstellar navigation skills, they gradually broke free from the constraints of the Milky Way and headed for the other side of the galaxy.

After watching the photos of these times for a long time, Loran Hill slowly woke up from his immersed senses.

It's really amazing.

She slowly closed her eyes, calming her turbulent emotions, and then opened her eyes again.

Although those ancient human pioneers had different ambitions, none of them could be said to have failed. Instead, they truly made extraordinary progress on their own paths.

Although the 'Original Heart' was defeated by the 'Mechanical Council' in its early years, in the end the Mechanical Council had to adopt its ideas and methods. It is difficult to say who is the successful party in the end.

The same is true for the 'Tree of Life Sect'. After the great disaster, the ancient people had to pick up their flesh and blood bodies again and study the diversity of individual existence forms to face this complex and changing world.

Although the 'Tracing Clouds' did not develop their own direction, they faithfully recorded everything, allowing history and heritage to continue. As long as intelligent creatures later learn and use this knowledge and skills and are influenced by their culture, it will be the revival of that civilization.

Loran Hill came back to her senses and looked around the interior of the starship again. The space she was in should be the entrance hall, which was used for small shuttles to enter and exit and to stay in the past.

In this spacious hall, which is about the size of 20 football fields, there are currently a few small shuttle ships parked. They are brightly colored, shaped like kingfishers, small and beautiful.

Unfortunately, she couldn't use them at the moment. It wasn't that they were broken or out of power, but rather that the way these shuttles were driven was similar to neural connections, operating directly with the power of the mind.

Although this is more efficient and faster, Loran Hill is not a mermaid from the Deep Sea Union. It will take her a long time to learn, and it is not enough to take away the many other passengers on the ship.

In addition, there are passages on the tall and smooth walls surrounding the hall, which connect the major cabins in the starship.

The girl followed the instructions on the light screen and swam in one direction. That direction led to the command room of the entire starship.

As she slowly approached, gates opened one after another, allowing the young woman to pass through. Unlike the dark seabed outside, the passages here were well-lit and spacious enough for several trains to pass through side by side.

After swimming through several passages, the girl finally encountered a huge and sacred door. It was white in color, with blue and gold wave patterns painted on it, and a transparent blue crystal was embedded in the center.

This crystal exudes a familiar and nostalgic aura to the girl. It is precisely the relic of Sifnaileen.

With a little anticipation and nervousness, the girl slowly placed her hand on the human-sized crystal.

A melody that makes the nerves light and lively and comfortable comes from the crystal.

Listening to the soothing melody, Loran Hill sang again, the air in his lungs vibrating slightly, and the music echoed in his mind.

Then the patterns on the door lit up one by one and slowly spread out.

Like countless building blocks, the gate descended in an undulating curve, then retreated to the rear. The command hall, dotted with various light screens, unfolded before the girl, displaying the starship's status in the form of various instruments and patterns.

The crystal also retreated into the inner space and became the gem in the center of the command hall.

When Loran Hill opened her eyes again, she saw a girl with light blue hair in the crystal staring back at her. Although she knew it was just an image from the past, Loran Hill still spoke, "Long time no see, Sifnaileen. I'm back."

The girl in the crystal blinked and smiled, then delivered the prepared words.

"Welcome back."