Chapter 1013

Commander……

Seeing everyone else focused on the situation at sea, Guanghui gently tugged at Qin Ge's sleeve, her cautious demeanor unlike her usual self.

Qin Ge turned his head, seeing Guanghui's clueless look, and immediately understood, smiling, "What's wrong? Just ask me directly if you have any questions, no need to worry."

Guanghui looked at the confident Qin Ge, involuntarily nodded, then glanced at the distant Song Qingge and Dream Weaver, "So what exactly is going on with all this?"

Qin Ge chuckled, "Didn't I already explain this to you earlier?"

"But the Commander only mentioned the Trial back then, and I really can't make sense of what's happening now," Guanghui said helplessly.

Well, let me briefly explain, combining my earlier guess with what we just discussed. That is, Song Qingge saved the Primordial World, but due to the Arbiter's Plan, he created so many parallel worlds, and this issue must be resolved.

If we used force to erase all these parallel worlds, it would be unfair to their development and to the shipgirls, so they decided to provide a living environment for the shipgirls of those parallel worlds.

Thus Song Qingge chose a young, vibrant universe for the planet where the shipgirls would reside. This should have been the perfect ending, but not every world is like the Numbered World, where all factions can coexist relatively harmoniously.

Just as some Main Worlds, represented by the Azure Lane of White Eagle, Royal, Iris, Northern Union, and Donghuang, clash irreconcilably with the Crimson Axis represented by Sakura Empire, Iron Blood, Vichy, and Sardinia.

This is not only an ideological issue but also one of attitude. Just as I mentioned to the Observer, the Azure Lane's current of thought is clearly egalitarian and foreign-friendly, while the Crimson Axis's current is clearly authoritarian and militaristic.

This is also the cause of the clash between the two major factions; whenever interests are involved, problems inevitably arise. Therefore, to resolve these issues, someone must lead them, synthesizing these opposing currents of thought into a unique ideology for the shipgirls.

The ideal person for this role would naturally be Song Qingge, since he is both the one who solved the problem and the creator of that planet. However, his current stature is so high that leading the shipgirls in that lowly universe would be somewhat beneath him.

But if placed in a high‑dimensional world, the shipgirls couldn't adapt, leaving the position vacant. Perhaps it was fate's decree that I came to this world, let him know of my existence, and thus he wanted to give me this role.

However, to reassure the shipgirls, under his planning the Dream Weaver held this so‑called Trial ceremony. But as soon as the ceremony began, he had already told me the answer, allowing me to calmly devise strategies, cultivate your power, and reach this point.

Furthermore, hearing the Observer just now, the Primordial World seems to be abandoning Cube technology and picking up its own technological path. Perhaps in the future, that planet will host not only shipgirls but also the Antikythera coexisting.

Therefore, Song Qingge let this battle continue, wanting to maintain relative peace afterward; the best way is to release all negative emotions. For shipgirls, the best way to release negative emotions is combat—do you understand what I mean?

Listening to Qin Ge's summary, Guanghui nodded in realization, "Ah, that's it, so the Commander just asked the Observer what this world will become."

Qin Ge nodded, turning his head to gaze at the scene on the sea, "Although I am not a native of this world, after being here so long I have developed feelings for it."

These feelings include not only our bond, but also resonance with others—like Li Chenming and his group, like Wan Da Niang and her group, like the Prince of Wales Dean and her group.

I really want to know: after this battle ends and we leave this world, where will it head? Will we erase all traces of the shipgirls' existence to let this world develop freely, or simply wipe it out like a bundle of data?

"All worlds will be preserved; this is the multiverse unique to the Primordial World, except that unlike before, this multiverse no longer contains any shipgirls." At that moment Song Qingge turned his head and said to Qin Ge.

"Is that acceptable?" Qin Ge asked.

"Gathering all the shipgirls onto that planet is precisely to enable such a world to arise. Moreover, many shipgirls are unwilling to leave their own worlds because they already have their own commanders."

"I have removed the Cube system from their bodies, retained their memories, and transformed them into humans, so they can grow old alongside their commanders and die peacefully—perhaps this is also their most beautiful ending." Song Qingge explained.

"Indeed, after a lifetime of war, laying down arms to return home, spending one's final beautiful moments with those worth protecting and loved ones—this truly is the perfect fairy tale." Qin Ge nodded.

"So I also feel a little sorry for you; you could have been like them, but after all, more people need you." Song Qingge's words carried a hint of apology.

Qin Ge waved his hand, "It's fine; this life is actually better. I can spend more time with them, and experience some thrilling adventures I once dared not imagine—I'm already quite satisfied."

"That's good. Although I cannot exert overly great power in that universe, there is one thing I can definitely do." Song Qingge said with a smile.

All I saw was him lightly raising his right hand; a shining symbol appeared on his hand. Though the symbol was clear, Qin Ge found he could not comprehend it nor remember its shape.

A flash of light from his hand, a white beam landed on Qin Ge's brow, yet Qin Ge himself felt nothing unusual.

However, Guanghui beside him covered her mouth in astonishment, staring at Qin Ge in disbelief.

"Commander, you……"

Qin Ge wondered, "What's wrong? Is there really a need to be so surprised?"

"No, your appearance……is just like when I first met you," Guanghui said in astonishment, her eyes full of nostalgia.

A mirror suddenly appeared before Qin Ge, and he also saw clearly the person reflected in it.

No longer the dark skin from wind and frost, nor the wrinkles from constant labor; it was as if everything were just as in memory, as though he had just arrived in this world.

Handsome and attractive, yet his eyes revealed a hint of a different maturity.

"Do you like it?" Song Qingge beside him laughed.

"I am truly grateful."