My Imperial Advisor is ChatGPT

The hand holding the laser gun looked particularly eerie in the cold white air.

The gun body was entirely black, making it impossible to discern its material. The barrel was slender, with a small red dot flashing at the front, resembling a sleeping eye about to open.

Ying Zheng's heart raced instantly.

Although he had never seen a laser gun, the science fiction stories he had heard from Little G were enough for him to understand how dangerous it was. It was said that this thing could shoot out a beam of light brighter than the sun, instantly incinerating a person.

"Protect the Emperor!"

Xiang Yu reacted the fastest. Although this god of war was also shocked by the scene before him, his fighting instincts made him draw his "Breaking Formation" sword immediately and step forward to block Ying Zheng.

At the same time, the surrounding imperial guards reacted, and dozens of powerful crossbows were simultaneously pointed at the bottom of the pit. If that hand made any sudden movement, these crossbow bolts would riddle it with holes.

"etc!"

Ying Zheng suddenly raised his hand, stopping the soldier who was about to fire the arrow.

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Although the hand was holding a weapon, it did not attack immediately. This indicates that the person who came out was at least not fully awake, or... still observing.

"Little G," Ying Zheng murmured to himself, "how powerful is this thing?"

[Your Majesty, according to my database analysis, this is a standard model plasma pulse gun, with a maximum power capable of burning through a one-meter-thick steel plate in 0.1 seconds.]

However, judging from the flashing frequency of the red dot, the gun seems to be still in a 'warm-up' state, and its energy reserves may be insufficient.

Furthermore, the person in the hibernation pod has just awakened, and their bodily functions have likely not fully recovered. Their reaction speed and judgment will be impaired.

[Suggestion: Before he's fully awake, try to control him.]

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes, watching the slowly extending hand.

The hands looked ordinary, with five fingers, normal yellowish-white skin, and neatly trimmed nails. It didn't look like some alien monster; it looked more like... an ordinary person.

"Marcus."

Ying Zheng suddenly spoke, his voice echoing in the underground space.

"You understand Roman, Latin, and those Western languages. Can you tell where this person is from?"

Marcus was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. When he heard Ying Zheng's question, he quickly got up and went to the edge of the pit to take a closer look.

"Your Majesty...this hand...looks like a Roman hand. The skin color and the shape of the fingers are very similar."

“But…” Marcus swallowed hard, “I’ve never seen clothes like this before. The silver reflective material on the cuffs, and that strange ‘dagger,’ are not from our time.”

Just then, the hand suddenly moved.

It slowly shrank back, and then a low cough came from the crack.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

The voice sounded very weak, like that of a patient recovering from a long illness.

Then, a head slowly peeked out.

It was the face of a middle-aged man.

Short black hair, slightly pale skin, a high-bridged nose, and deep-set eyes. What shocked Ying Zheng the most was that this person's eyes were actually black, and deep within the pupils, there seemed to be a faint light... like that of an electronic device?

"Damn it... this godforsaken place..."

The man mumbled something in some strange language, then struggled to climb out of the hibernation pod.

He wore a silver-gray bodysuit, the smooth fabric clinging tightly to his body, outlining his strong but slightly thin physique. On his chest was a strange symbol—a triangle containing a circle and three lines.

His right hand was still tightly gripping the laser gun.

"Abnormal environmental parameters detected..." The person raised his left hand, revealing a watch-like device on his wrist, with densely packed data flashing on the screen.

"Gravity: Standard. Atmospheric composition: Nitrogen 78%, Oxygen 21%... Carbon dioxide slightly high. Air quality: Poor."

Temperature: 25 degrees Celsius. Humidity: 60%.

"Time coordinates...incorrect. The system cannot locate."

The man looked up and glanced around.

When he saw the soldiers around him dressed in ancient costumes and holding cold weapons, he was stunned.

"Holy shit..."

He subconsciously uttered a phrase in standard modern Chinese, and although it had a heavy accent, Ying Zheng still understood it.

Ying Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

Chinese?

This person can speak Chinese?

And it's in such a... very modern, very vulgar way?

"Who are you?"

Ying Zheng pushed aside Xiang Yu, who was blocking his way, and strode towards the edge of the pit. Although the man was armed, Ying Zheng could sense that he seemed even more shocked and bewildered than he was.

Upon hearing Ying Zheng's voice, the man turned his head sharply.

When he saw the bright yellow dragon robe on Ying Zheng, his eyes widened instantly.

"You...you are..."

He slowly raised the laser gun in his hand, but the movement was slow, as if he was hesitating.

【Your Majesty! Danger!】Little G frantically warned in his mind.

Although this gun is still warming up, it can still be lethal at close range!

Ying Zheng, however, seemed not to hear Little G's warning and continued walking forward.

He's gambling.

I'm betting this person won't dare to fire.

This person, like him, is an "outlier" in this era.

"I have a question for you." Ying Zheng stopped at the edge of the pit, looking down at the man. "Who are you? Where did you come from? Why are you sleeping in this iron egg?"

The man looked at Ying Zheng, his lips trembled a few times, and then he suddenly laughed.

That smile was strange; it contained shock, helplessness, and a hint of... the bitterness of shared misfortune.

"I am..." He took a deep breath and said in standard modern Mandarin, "I am Wang Jianguo, ID number T-1047, an executive officer of the Third Branch of the Time and Space Administration Bureau."

"The Time and Space Administration?" Ying Zheng frowned.

[Your Majesty!] Little G's voice suddenly became extremely excited, [The Time and Space Administration! That's just a setting in novels and movies! It doesn't exist in reality!]

But... if what this person says is true, then he might be... a time traveler from the future!

[Moreover, he might be an "enforcer" specifically tasked with managing spatiotemporal anomalies!]

A storm raged in Ying Zheng's heart.

Time and Space Administration Bureau?

future?

Law enforcement officers?

What kind of nonsense is this?

"You say you are... an enforcer?" Ying Zheng asked tentatively, "So you're here to arrest me?"

Wang Jianguo shook his head and slowly climbed out of the pit.

The surrounding soldiers immediately swarmed him, their crossbow bolts and spears aimed at him.

But Wang Jianguo seemed completely unconcerned. He glanced around at the surroundings, then at the blinding searchlights overhead, before finally turning his gaze back to Ying Zheng.

"No," Wang Jianguo gave a wry smile, "I'm here... to investigate spacetime anomalies."

"However, my spaceship encountered a malfunction while traversing a spacetime rift and made an emergency landing here. Due to depleted energy, I initiated a hibernation program, intending to wait for rescue..."

He glanced at the device on his wrist; the screen displayed a red warning line:

[System Error: Unable to connect to the spatiotemporal network. Location failed. Rescue signal could not be sent.]

"It seems I'm stuck here now."

Wang Jianguo put away the laser gun—not by putting it down, but by folding it into a palm-sized metal plate, which he then casually stuffed into a small bag at his waist.

This action left the surrounding soldiers dumbfounded.

A weapon that can be folded?

What kind of amazing skill is this?

"Since I'm trapped, I have nothing to hide anymore." Wang Jianguo spread his hands, indicating that he posed no threat. "I'm just an unlucky employee of the Time and Space Administration, and now I'm just like you, a 'guest' of this era."

Ying Zheng looked at the man who called himself "Wang Jianguo" and felt a mix of emotions.

"Little G," Ying Zheng asked in his mind, "is this person trustworthy?"

[Your Majesty, based on his facial expressions, language, and behavioral patterns, the credibility is... 65%.]

He really did seem to be trapped here. Although the gun was dangerous, he voluntarily put it away, indicating he didn't want to provoke a conflict.

However, the Time and Space Administration is just a fictional concept in my database. I don't know if it exists in reality.

But one thing is certain: this person's skills far surpass your current level.

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes.

technology.

This is the key.

If this person really came from the future, then his mind must contain a lot of knowledge that Ying Zheng urgently needs right now.

"Wang Jianguo," Ying Zheng said, "Since you call yourself the 'Enforcer,' you should know who I am, right?"

Wang Jianguo paused for a moment, then nodded.

"I know. You are... Qin Shi Huang, Ying Zheng."

"But..." Wang Jianguo looked around, his eyes filled with obvious confusion, "The history here seems... quite different from what I learned."

"For example, these searchlights, this reinforced concrete, and this... uh, modern clothing you're wearing..."

He pointed to the robe that Ying Zheng was wearing, which, although still in the style of a dragon robe, was clearly made using modern textile technology.

"In my historical records, the Qin Dynasty should still have used bronze tools and oil lamps. But now..."

Ying Zheng smiled.

Finally, someone noticed.

Finally, someone understands his "madness" over the years.

"History?" Ying Zheng said calmly, "History is meant to be broken."

"Since you're trapped here, let me ask you a question."

"Do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

Wang Jianguo was shocked.

Although Ying Zheng's tone was calm, he could sense the murderous intent hidden beneath that calm.

The majesty of the First Emperor of All Time is no joke.

"I want to live," Wang Jianguo answered without hesitation.

"Very good." Ying Zheng nodded. "From today onwards, you will be my 'technical advisor'."

"I want all that future knowledge in your head."

"However, if you dare to play any tricks, or try to harm me or the Great Qin..."

Ying Zheng pointed to the soldiers around him who were eyeing him menacingly.

"I guarantee you will not see the sun rise tomorrow."

Looking into Ying Zheng's unfathomable eyes, Wang Jianguo felt a chill run down his spine.

He knew the emperor wasn't joking.

Although he possessed high-tech weapons, in this unfamiliar era and before this emperor who held real power, he actually had no chance of winning.

"I...I understand." Wang Jianguo took a deep breath. "I can help you. But I have one condition."

"explain."

"If one day my distress signal is answered and the Time and Space Administration sends someone to pick me up, you must let me go."

Ying Zheng remained silent for a moment.

"Can."

"But until then, you are a subject of the Great Qin and must abide by the laws of the Great Qin."

"Moreover," Ying Zheng suddenly laughed, "you'd better pray that this so-called Time and Space Administration actually comes looking for you."

"Otherwise, you can stay in this Qin Dynasty for the rest of your life."

Wang Jianguo gave a wry smile.

Stay here for a lifetime?

He glanced at the soldiers in ancient costumes around him, then at the blinding searchlights overhead, and finally his gaze settled on Ying Zheng.

Perhaps, this isn't such a bad thing.

At least, this era is much more interesting than what is described in historical records.

"Oh, right." Ying Zheng suddenly remembered something, "You said you came here to 'investigate spacetime anomalies'?"

"Yes." Wang Jianguo nodded. "According to our monitoring, there was a huge spacetime fluctuation at this point in time. We initially thought it was a normal spacetime oscillation, but we later discovered that this fluctuation persisted and became stronger."

"So the bureau sent me here to investigate and see what exactly happened."

Ying Zheng's heart stirred.

Spacetime fluctuations?

Is it because of...Little G?

Or is it because I changed too much history?

"Little G," Ying Zheng asked in his mind, "is this 'space-time fluctuation' related to you?"

Your Majesty, it might be related to...

Although I am merely an AI assistant, my very existence is a spatiotemporal anomaly.

Moreover, you have used the knowledge I provided to alter the course of history in too many ways, and these changes will have a chain reaction across the dimensions of time and space.

Theoretically, if the Time and Space Administration truly existed, they should have noticed this anomaly.

Ying Zheng frowned.

In other words, Wang Jianguo might really be after Xiao G?

Or rather, are they targeting me?

"Wang Jianguo," Ying Zheng suddenly asked, "what exactly is this spacetime anomaly you mentioned?"

Wang Jianguo thought for a moment and then pulled up a set of data from the device on his wrist.

It was a three-dimensional holographic projection displaying complex spatiotemporal curves and fluctuation data.

Although Ying Zheng couldn't understand the data, he could see that on the projection map, there was a huge, irregular center of fluctuation, which was located exactly in... Xianyang.

"This is it." Wang Jianguo pointed to the center of the fluctuation. "The energy intensity of this anomaly is more than ten thousand times that of the normal spacetime background."

"According to our bureau's classification, this has reached the level of a 'space-time disaster'."

"If not handled properly, it could trigger a spacetime collapse, causing the entire timeline to break down."

Ying Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted.

Spacetime disaster?

Timeline collapse?

What the hell is this?

"Then... what will happen?" Ying Zheng's voice was somewhat hoarse.

Wang Jianguo glanced at Ying Zheng, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said:

"Simply put, it means... this era may disappear."

"Or rather, it will be overwritten by another version of reality."

"It's like... a game save file being overwritten."

Ying Zheng felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

disappear?

Overwritten?

All his years of hard work, the Qin Dynasty he painstakingly built, could it all be...?

"However," Wang Jianguo changed the subject, "it seems that this anomaly has now 'stabilized'."

"Although the energy was very strong, it did not continue to expand. This suggests that the cause of the anomaly seems to have found some kind of balance."

He looked at Ying Zheng with a probing gaze.

"Your Majesty, can you tell me what exactly happened here?"

Ying Zheng remained silent for a moment.

Tell him about Little G?

Tell him that all of this is because of an AI assistant from the future?

No.

It's not the right time yet.

Although Wang Jianguo seems honest, who knows if he's acting? Who knows if the Time and Space Administration wants to capture Little G or eliminate this "anomaly"?

"I don't know either," Ying Zheng said calmly. "Perhaps it's fate."

Wang Jianguo clearly didn't believe it, but he didn't press the matter.

He knew very well that in this era, arguing with the emperor was not a wise choice.

"So... what should I do next?" Wang Jianguo asked.

"Follow me first." Ying Zheng turned around and walked to the ground. "I will arrange a place for you to stay, and I will also find you a few 'assistants'."

"assistant?"

"Yes," Ying Zheng said without turning his head, "Since you're a technical advisor, you must have a few subordinates who understand technology, right?"

"My Great Qin Academy of Sciences is in dire need of a... dean."

Wang Jianguo was stunned for a moment.

Academy of Sciences?

Dean?

Did Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of this era, actually have an academy of sciences?

He looked at the modern facilities around him, then at the searchlights overhead, and suddenly realized that his understanding of this era might be completely outdated.

"By the way," Ying Zheng suddenly stopped and turned to look at Wang Jianguo, "what exactly is this 'Time and Space Administration' you mentioned?"

Wang Jianguo thought for a moment and explained:

"We are a cross-temporal organization, mainly responsible for maintaining the stability of various timelines and preventing spatiotemporal anomalies from triggering chain reactions."

"We have strict rules: we cannot interfere with the historical process, we cannot pass on future knowledge to the past, we cannot..."

He suddenly stopped.

Because he realized that what he was doing now seemed to have violated all the rules.

To reveal future information to Qin Shi Huang?

Participating in the historical process?

If the police find out, he'll definitely be arrested and put in solitary confinement.

but……

He's trapped here now, and he can't send out any rescue signals.

What else could he do besides cooperate with Qin Shi Huang?

"Can't what?" Ying Zheng keenly caught Wang Jianguo's pause.

"It's nothing," Wang Jianguo said with a wry smile. "Anyway, I can't go back now, so let's just pretend we don't know about those regulations."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes, but did not press the matter further.

This person is still useful.

Moreover, the knowledge in his mind is extremely important to me.

As for the regulations of the Time and Space Administration...

My rules are the only rules.

……

Half an hour later, in a side hall of Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng sat behind a desk, with three people standing in front of him.

Wang Jianguo was wearing a makeshift set of coarse cloth clothes. Although it looked a bit comical, at least it wasn't too conspicuous.

Fusu had just arrived from the university, his face still covered in chalk dust.

There's also Zhang Liang, a former remnant of the six states, now the vice president of the Qin Academy of Sciences.

"Let me introduce you," Ying Zheng said, pointing to Wang Jianguo. "This is Wang Jianguo, from... the future."

Fusu and Zhang Liang were both stunned.

future?

Traveler?

"Mr. Wang, hello." Although Fusu was shocked, he still bowed politely. "I am Fusu, the current... temporary head of the Daqin Academy of Sciences."

Wang Jianguo returned the greeting, then looked at Zhang Liang.

"Who is this?"

"Zhang Liang." Zhang Liang cupped his hands in greeting, his eyes showing obvious wariness. "Vice President of the Qin Academy of Sciences."

Wang Jianguo nodded, then looked at Ying Zheng.

"Your Majesty, what does the Great Qin Academy of Sciences, which you mentioned, primarily research?"

"I have everything," Ying Zheng said calmly. "Physics, chemistry, biology, mathematics, engineering... whatever existed in your era, I want it all."

Wang Jianguo's lips twitched.

"Your Majesty, isn't this... a bit too broad a scope?"

"So be it," Ying Zheng said dismissively. "I have plenty of money and plenty of people."

"Moreover," he looked at Wang Jianguo, "aren't you free right now? Perfect timing, help me build this Academy of Sciences."

Wang Jianguo gave a wry smile.

To build a complete academy of sciences?

This isn't something that happened overnight.

However, now that we're on this ship, we can only move forward.

"Your Majesty, I can help. However, I have a suggestion."

"explain."

"Building an academy of sciences is not something that can be done overnight. I suggest we start with basic sciences."

"Mathematics, physics, and chemistry are the foundations. With these, other disciplines can develop."

"Furthermore," Wang Jianguo glanced at Fusu and Zhang Liang, "you two should already have some exposure to modern knowledge, right?"

Fusu nodded.

"I've learned some. Mainly from... my father."

Wang Jianguo was somewhat curious.

"Your Majesty, where did you learn this knowledge?"

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment, then pointed to his head.

"I have a... teacher."

He didn't mention Little G. At least not yet.

Although Wang Jianguo was puzzled, he did not press the matter.

Everyone has secrets.

As an employee of the Time and Space Administration, he knew very well that some secrets were better known the less.

"Alright then." Wang Jianguo took a deep breath. "Since we're going to build an academy of sciences, I'll start with the basic courses."

"I can write basic textbooks for mathematics, physics, and chemistry. However, it will take time."

"How long?" Ying Zheng asked.

Wang Jianguo thought about it.

"Three months. Within three months, I can compile basic textbooks from elementary to high school level."

"Furthermore, I can help you train a group of teachers. This will allow knowledge to spread much faster."

Ying Zheng nodded.

Three months isn't too long.

Moreover, with these basic teaching materials, the Qin Dynasty's education system could be truly established.

"Alright." Ying Zheng stood up. "Then it's settled."

"Wang Jianguo, from today onwards, you are the chief advisor of the Daqin Academy of Sciences."

"Fusu, you're in charge of coordinating."

"Zhang Liang, you are in charge of the specific execution."

"I want to see results in three months."

The three bowed simultaneously.

"Your humble servant obeys the decree!"

Ying Zheng waved his hand, signaling them to leave.

After everyone had left, Ying Zheng sat down again, picked up the cup of warm water on the table, and took a sip.

"Little G".

"Yes, Your Majesty."

What do you think of Wang Jianguo?

Based on his current behavior, he doesn't seem to have any malicious intent.

Moreover, the technology he possesses is indeed very advanced. If used properly, it would greatly benefit the development of the Qin Dynasty.

However, Your Majesty, you must be careful.

The "spacetime anomaly" he mentioned might actually be related to Little G.

If the Time and Space Administration really exists and actually sends people to investigate, your troubles could be much bigger.

Ying Zheng remained silent for a moment.

trouble?

In his entire life, when has he ever been afraid of trouble?

The six states refused to submit, so he destroyed them.

When the Xiongnu invaded the border, he drove them away.

Now, even if the Time and Space Administration comes, so what?

This is my Great Qin.

This is my era.

My rules are the only rules.

"Little G".

【exist. 】

"If the Time and Space Administration really sends people, can you handle it?"

[Your Majesty, Little G is merely an AI assistant and has no combat capabilities.]

However, if needed, Little G can offer some... strategic advice.

Ying Zheng smiled.

Strategic recommendations?

That's a good idea.

Since the enemy may come from the future, I will use knowledge of the future to deal with the enemy of the future.

"Oh, right." Ying Zheng suddenly remembered something, "Could that 'space-time disaster' that Wang Jianguo mentioned really happen?"

Theoretically, it's possible.

However, if the spacetime fluctuations have stabilized, there shouldn't be any problems in the short term.

Moreover, Your Majesty, everything you are doing now is actually 'stabilizing' this spacetime.

When an anomaly becomes the norm, it ceases to be an anomaly.

Ying Zheng seemed to be deep in thought.

Has the abnormal become the norm?

In other words, as long as I turn the altered history into a new history, it won't be considered abnormal.

interesting.

"Alright." Ying Zheng stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the brightly lit city of Xianyang outside.

"Then I will continue to make changes."

"Until this new history becomes true history."