May looked at Lily with particular difficulty: "Are you sure you really want me to turn into an aircraft carrier?"

The dog girl was clearly taking it seriously, jumping up and down excitedly at this point: "Of course, of course! I've never been on an aircraft carrier in my life! I only saw it on TV before! Now that I know you can turn into a ship, I have to try it—the landlord thinks so too, right?"

Hao Ren rolled his eyes: "Why drag me into this at this time?"

May pouted: "Okay, I'll try my best. But I can only float for a while. A siren turning into a ship is just for show; if my strength isn't enough, it's just for entertainment. And I have to maintain a large cloud of fog, or the human satellites will see it..."

Lily vigorously wagged her tail, creating gusts of wind: "Hurry, hurry!"

Nangong Sanba next to her joined in the fun, seemingly courting death: "Sis, give it a try, let me see something new too."

Nangong Wuyue looked at the siren queen with a wry smile. The latter even gave her an encouraging look, so the siren girl had no choice but to turn around and jump into the water. This time, even Hao Ren and Vivian couldn't suppress their curiosity: they had already seen the siren general Vanessa's ghost ship, so they were naturally very concerned about what their own siren could transform into. It had to be admitted that this was a bit unserious, but you had to admit that these people needed to find some fun and relax after coming from the deep sea.

A moment later, everyone heard bursts of thunderous roaring from the deep water, as if something unprecedentedly huge was rising to the surface, churning the water. Then, a huge burst of foam suddenly surged on the sea surface not far in front of them. In a spectacular waterspout-like scene, a huge steel figure actually floated to the surface.

An old aircraft carrier—covered in rust, seaweed, coral, and sediments of dubious composition, with huge explosions and tears visible everywhere—floated to the surface.

Lily cheered excitedly, but then stopped abruptly. She shook her tail: "Why does it feel so different from what I imagined?"

Nangong Wuyue's voice came from somewhere on the aircraft carrier: "This is the Lexington—after it sank to the bottom. I said that sirens can only transform into things that are completely submerged in water. By the time I saw the Lexington, it was already like this... I haven't even transformed into the Titanic yet; that one's even creepier."

Vivian patted Lily on the shoulder: "We'll go ahead. You can enjoy a mobile sea view room on the aircraft carrier."

After saying this, Vivian greeted the others to run away quickly. Sha Qi La immediately understood and opened her water sac bubble, wrapping everyone in it and then darting out at fifty miles per hour. After a few seconds, Lily's voice came from behind. The unlucky husky girl was desperately paddling in the water, trying to catch up: "Wait for me! Wait for me! I'll have nightmares if I really get on this ship!"

After these people swam away, the old aircraft carrier finally belatedly sounded its siren. May's voice resounded through the clouds: "Aren't you getting on board?"

After that, without further ado, the group eventually returned to their starting point in the water sac bubble, landing on that deserted coastline. Nangong Wuyue was still a little depressed: "I finally transformed into a ship girl, and you guys aren't even showing any appreciation..."

Nangong Sanba's mouth twitched: "I can't accept this style, it's too damn realistic..."

The siren queen looked at the scenery on the land, stretched her waist, and couldn't help but sigh: "The last time I went ashore was a thousand years ago... and I only came up to take a look out of curiosity. I wonder how much the world on land has changed."

"The changes are huge. Humans have added at least a dozen ways to kill themselves. I even think that compared to their spirit of courting death, you guys opening a big vortex in your own heads isn't anything," Hao Ren grinned, then turned to look at Hasson, "Alright, we've landed ashore. Now let's discuss what you guys want to do next—do you want to come with us to broaden your horizons, or go back and report?"

Hasson thought for a moment and gave an answer that surprised Hao Ren: "Next time. We're going back to the demon hunter headquarters."

"You're not interested in 'another world'?"

"I'm interested," Hasson said with his usual stern expression, "But interest can only be interest. At this stage, it doesn't count as serious business. And don't forget that I still have a 'guarantee.' I have to make sure that no demon hunters disturb Nathaton before you blow up that big vortex. For this, we must go back."

Hao Ren patted his head: "Okay, I almost forgot about that. Then I wish you a smooth journey—don't be so stiff next time we meet. We've fought together, so at least don't stick to the positions of demon hunter and alien when you're with us. I look forward to the day when we can meet with smiling faces."

Hasson glanced at Vivian and nodded slightly: "I'll consider it. But I can't promise a smiling face."

Vivian found it strange: "Why be so stubborn?"

Hasson paused with a strange look in his eyes, looked at Vivian, and pointed to his blind eye: "Senior, have you forgotten that I've had moderate facial paralysis ever since you poisoned my eye with a blood curse?"

"Wait!" Vivian was stunned, "When did I poison your eye? Wasn't your eye blind to begin with?"

Hasson was immediately choked with anger, and the reaction was not fake: "... Senior, the war between demon hunters and aliens has existed since ancient times. The mythological era was even more intense, so I don't resent any scars you left on me, but it's not appropriate for you to pretend you don't know—have you forgotten about the time you wreaked havoc at the demon hunter assembly?"

Vivian looked particularly inexplicable: "Ah, right, speaking of which, I wanted to ask before: when exactly did I wreak havoc at your headquarters?"

Hao Ren was just listening to the excitement from the side, but at this time, a sudden flash went through his mind: "Wait a minute! What's the situation? Tell me your sides of the story."

A light flashed in Hasson's one eye. He felt that Hao Ren and Vivian were not joking, and from Hao Ren's expression, he realized that there seemed to be some inside story, so he frowned and seriously recalled, looking up at Vivian: "... It was initially in the early days of the Olympian era, in a forest in the Middle East at that time. You raided our headquarters. I was ordered to intercept you and was instantly defeated and lost an eye. After the end of the Olympian era, you engaged in a mixed battle with a group of shadow demons in Europe. The aftermath of the battle destroyed a demon hunter branch. I was in the branch at the time, but evacuated in time. After that, I only heard about your erratic 'achievements' a few times, and the last time I witnessed it was in 1426. You inexplicably wreaked havoc in Egypt. The victims were a surviving undead tribe, as well as twenty demon hunters, a wizard hermitage, a pride of lions, and..."

Hasson paused with a strange expression before continuing: "And a large group of rats. The last scene I saw was you solemnly engaging in a decisive battle with a group of rats, while those aliens and demon hunters who had been injured by you slipped away right under your nose. In the end, you were chased away from the plains by those rats."

"G滚" looked at Vivian in confusion: "Are you a newbie? I can teach you how to catch rats!"

"Stop it, here's some dried fish, go squat over there," Hao Ren pulled the silly cat away, then looked at Vivian with extreme seriousness, "No recollection at all?"

"I... have no recollection," Vivian's expression changed, "But I remember that 1426... one of my sleeps was in that year!"

"Why hasn't anyone mentioned these things to her before?" Hao Ren stared at Hasson, "Haven't any of those unlucky people who were tormented by her mentioned these things to her?"

Hasson was puzzled: "Who would mention these things? It's common sense that ancients are erratic. The Countess is already the most gentle of all the ancients; at least she only gets angry every few centuries. And facing such an ancient... how many people would dare to ask her for an explanation?"

Hao Ren thought about it and felt it made sense. This wasn't like two people getting drunk and fighting, and then meeting the next day to ask why they were fighting. This was an ancient vampire with ten thousand years of experience throwing a tantrum—the unlucky people who could escape from the scene would only think about whether someone in their family had offended this jinx without using their brains, and would never think of asking Vivian, "Why the hell did you hit me?" What if the erratic elder was happy and beat you up again? Or if they weren't happy, they'd beat you up even harder?

After all, the alien society wasn't like humans. They were constantly in chaos, and it wouldn't be surprising if anyone bit anyone else.