"That is the World Ship."
"And I am one of the Gods involved in the World Ship project."
Su Qi: "....."
Many things here sound familiar; that terrifying entity must be from the Old Days, the dangerous Black Fog that erases all existence.
And this story.
"It's just a copy of the Noah's Ark story, isn't it!"
"?"
Pigeon God: "What Noah's Ark?"
Su Qi said, "Nothing, so this world is what's called the World Ship?"
But Pigeon God shook his head, "Yes, but also no… The World Ship is vast and huge, numerous Gods gathered up countless worlds and packed them in, but my world is just one tiny part of it."
Su Qi paused, "A World Ship made up of countless worlds, I see.."
"What then?"
Talking about this wasn't just to share some tea and chat about mundane things; he had mentioned choosing him earlier, which looked like there was more work to be done—Su Qi was already very familiar with this routine.
