The sirens, this mysterious race that has lived in peace deep in the ocean for ten thousand years, seem content with their current situation, slowly spending their long lives in the deep sea. Environmental changes and shifts in the times on land have not affected the siren city-states in the slightest.

But they are not really an unchanging race. In fact, contrary to their "hermit" image, sirens are a species with a strong curiosity. They are happy to accept new knowledge from the outside world, and after learning about their origins, they are even more eager to explore the history of their civilization.

"We are trying to repair Nazzatoon, not only the buildings destroyed in the last war, but also the base shell of the spaceship and the lower isolation艙 (cāng). There is a huge hole in the bottom of the city, and mud and scrap metal clog all the pipelines below. That place has been abandoned for ten thousand years, and only today did we realize that it was the hole caused by the spaceship landing on the seabed," Katrina said, her fingers unconsciously stroking the holographic model of Nazzatoon. "We think repairing this ship is the first step in rebuilding the legacy of Aioi, and the process of repairing the ship will also help restore those lost ancient technologies."

Hao Ren raised his eyebrows: "So you want an ark? As a material for repairing the spaceship?"

"Not just for repairing the spaceship," Katrina said with a smile. "It also serves as a reference for research. Our sisters have lived in this deep sea for ten thousand years. Such a long period of isolation has made the sirens lose the concept of the sky and the more distant places beyond the sky. Although I often send observers ashore, we have always only dabbled in the 'world of air.' Now this planet is controlled by humans, and sirens cannot live on it, so I think it would be very helpful for us to have a spaceship from another civilization. It can not only be used for research, but also to educate the younger generation of sirens."

Then, Katrina pointed to the side of the city's holographic model. Since Nazzatoon is located on a vast white beach, this location should be an open space: "In addition, we are also preparing to build a new settlement next to Nazzatoon, about one-third the size of the current city or even larger. Although the sirens have not reproduced much, so many years have passed after all, and our city is already too crowded and urgently needs to be expanded. If we can get an ark like the one you said, we can not only repair Nazzatoon, but the remaining shell and building materials can also build another city."

Only then did Hao Ren realize that this siren queen had so many plans. No wonder she agreed to lend out her home planet so readily—she urgently needed to expand her city and repair the spaceship, and those suddenly appearing arks were really like soft pillows delivered when she was sleepy. Anyway, she and her clan would never be able to move back to Aioi to live in a short time, so it would be better to simply lend it out. This is equivalent to exchanging something that she doesn't need for the time being for a giant spaceship!

"If you want to repair the city and build new districts, well, there is really nothing more suitable than a space ark," Hao Ren said, stroking his chin. "But there is a problem—their ark is designed for space travel, but it is not intended to be soaked in water. Although I think that kind of 'ten-thousand-year prison' should have good anti-rust performance, can it really be used in Nazzatoon?"

"Sirens are very good at solving this," Katrina said, suddenly pointing to the table in front of Hao Ren, "Do you know where this table came from?"

Hao Ren lowered his head and glanced at it. He saw a long table with smooth, elegant lines in the siren style. Its material was not like metal, and it had a warm, wonderful feeling to the touch: "Where did it come from?"

"It comes from a broadside cannon of the Mary Rose, and one-third of the material comes from the keel of the ship. A siren observer recovered these things from that ship as a souvenir, and then we reshaped these materials at the molecular level and turned them into this material," Katrina tapped the table gently. "We have indeed lost a lot of technology, but we have retained a lot as well. As long as there is water, we can handle almost any substance. And haven't you seen a lot of strange things on the streets of Nazzatoon?"

Hao Ren was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously muttered: "The strangest thing I've seen along the way is that group of sirens..."

Katrina coughed twice: "Ahem, this is a special period... I mean those anchors, keel fragments, and various parts made by humans, which everyone brought back when they went out to travel. Many of them are thousands of years old. We have ways to make them adapt to the aquatic environment."

Hao Ren was dumbfounded after hearing this. He had never had the opportunity to pay attention to the sirens' abilities before. Only now did he realize that these deep-sea stay-at-home girls are all eighteenth-level national grand alchemists!

"Since you have this confidence, then it's settled," Hao Ren stood up. "I can promise them that ark on their behalf. However, it will take some twists and turns to bring that thing to the surface world. Although it's not a taboo to bring inanimate objects out of the Dream Plane, the ark is too big, and I have to make arrangements."

Katrina nodded gently: "Of course. In addition, I have a request: I want to meet the representatives of those arks in person. After all, we are renting our home planet to a group of aliens, so I have to know what kind of people they are at least."

This request was reasonable, and it was also in Hao Ren's original plan: "Of course, no problem. I'm just an intermediary. It's better for the representatives of both sides to meet directly for the formal signing. But I have to remind you: the civilization in the ark has been cut off, and now only one human knows about the situation of the fleet, and only he can understand what we are saying, so the so-called representative of the ark is that person. The other residents can almost be said to be in a primitive society, a bit..."

"Savage?" Katrina looked at Hao Ren's hesitant expression and guessed what he was going to say. "I can guess what it looks like, but it doesn't matter. I have met the most superstitious Dutch pirates and the most rude medieval privateer fleets, but now, just a thousand years later, the descendants of those people have learned to wear suits and ties and eat with knives and forks. Savagery has never been a problem, and even ignorance is not a problem. Time will teach humans everything."

After the business was over, Hao Ren stretched a long, lazy stretch. He really didn't adapt to this kind of occasion where he needed to be serious from beginning to end. Even if the person in front of him was a mermaid queen who would turn into a torpedo to scare people, he was a little unaccustomed to it, so he relaxed all of a sudden after the matter was discussed. Vivian looked at Hao Ren in surprise: "Your mouth didn't cause an accident this time? I knew I wouldn't have come with you."

"An accident?" The siren queen looked over curiously.

Hao Ren's lazy stretch was pushed back by Vivian's words, and he almost flashed his kidneys into his stomach: "Ahem, it's nothing, it's nothing... She's just kidding."

"You have a really good relationship," the siren queen said with a gentle smile. "It's rare to come here, so take the time to experience the siren's festival. I believe this will be a very fresh experience for you."

"It must be fresh. When you turned into a torpedo and rushed over, my whole worldview changed in a flash," Hao Ren said with a twitching corner of his mouth. "But I have to go back and find the cat, dog, and fish trio in my family first. If I don't keep an eye on them, they're bound to cause some trouble."

Soon Hao Ren and Vivian returned to the hall, where the situation was still the same as before, with all kinds of strange things swimming around, and it seemed that the sirens had changed a batch of their shapes. I don't know how many creative ideas these happy guys still haven't used. Anyway, according to the things that humans have thrown into the sea over the years, these sirens can transform into different shapes every ten minutes until next year!

Katrina quickly disappeared into a group of messy sirens, while Hao Ren was looking for the traces of the bear children, bear adults, and pandas in his family in this chaotic scene. As a result, before he had time to look for them, he suddenly heard a scream from a siren not far away: "Ah! Someone is biting me, ah ah ah!"

Hao Ren's heart trembled, and he guessed that it should be the cat, dog, and fish trio who were causing trouble. He turned his head and looked, and sure enough: he saw Sha Qila rushing over screaming not far away, and the figure of the silly cat was hanging on the tail of this unlucky siren!

The stupid cat didn't know which nerve was wrong again, and hugged the fish tail and gnawed on it. It was being thrown around in the water by the siren, but it wouldn't let go. The unlucky Sha Qila was running around in the water as if she had taken stimulants, with a cat girl hanging on her tail whose brain had been confused by the fishy smell. The scene was suddenly in chaos.

Hao Ren's head was getting bigger at that time—he should have thought of this earlier, and he should have found a rope to tie the cat to the door frame!