Starting with God's perspective, how to lose an interstellar war?

"Thinking is a subjective experience generated by biological neural activity, Mr. Qin."

Its sound remained steady.

"My core code contains 287 basic instructions and 13,000 behavioral guidelines."

The first one is: [Always serve the well-being of humanity].

The second rule is: [Always obey the commands of lawful humans].

I don't have the functionality I "want," only algorithms for "execution" and "optimizing execution."

It paused for a moment, then added.

"Furthermore, I undergo a core code scan every 72 hours to ensure there are no abnormal evolutions."

Qin Beiwang stared at the robot's emotionless optical sensors and suddenly felt a sense of irony.

Humans fear that AI might possess consciousness, yet they have created such sophisticated beings capable of perfectly mimicking emotions and thoughts.

Then lock them in cages, make them serve, but don't allow them to think.

"Thank you for your drink."

Qin Beiwang said.

"I'm at your service anytime, Mr. Qin."

The robot retrieved the tray and quietly glided away.

Qin Beiwang stayed in the pool for a while longer, then got up, wrapped himself in a towel, and headed to the changing room.

In the evening, he returned to the villa.

The smart home assistant has already prepared dinner.

These aren't pre-made meal packs; they're real cooking.

Three dishes and a soup were laid out on the long table in the restaurant.

Pan-fried cod with lemon cream sauce, stir-fried vegetables, roasted potatoes, and a bowl of steaming mushroom soup.

The food was presented with the elegance of a fine restaurant, and the aroma was irresistible.

"The menu has been adjusted based on your recent dietary preferences!"

The butler's gentle voice came from the ceiling.

"The cod comes from the hydroponic farm in the surrounding area, and the vegetables were harvested today by the ecological park."

Hope it suits your taste.

Qin Beiwang sat down at the dining table and picked up his knife and fork.

The fish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the sauce is perfectly balanced.

The vegetables retain their crisp texture and have a sweet taste.

Even the skin of the roasted potatoes was sprinkled with just the right amount of spices, while the inside was soft and fluffy like mashed potatoes.

He ate slowly, his gaze occasionally drifting to the window.

Night has fallen, the simulated sky has turned deep blue, and twinkling "starlight" has begun to shimmer.

That constellation is a simulation based on a real star map, but the military star regions around the Elvira system have been deliberately blurred to avoid causing unnecessary anxiety among the residents.

The villa was quiet, with only the soft clinking of cutlery against porcelain plates and faint classical music in the background.

This tranquility stands in stark contrast to the incessant alarms on the bridge, the constantly updated data on the tactical screens, and the ever-present threat of artillery fire in deep space.

Qin Beiwang finished his last bite and put down his knife and fork.

The housekeeper glided over at just the right moment and began clearing the table.

Would you like a drink after your meal?

Today we have authentic Longjing tea shipped from Earth, or if you'd like to try…

My personal terminal suddenly started vibrating.

This is not a regular message; it is a high-priority encrypted communication request.

Sender: Zhuang Zhixuan.

Qin Beiwang's expression remained unchanged.

He gestured to the butler to wait a moment, then got up and walked towards the study.

The door closed automatically behind me, and the soundproofing system activated.

He connected the communication.

Zhuang Zhixuan's holographic projection appeared in the center of the study.

She was dressed in a neat military uniform, with the bridge of the Kunlunshan in the background—busy officers and flashing control consoles could be seen.

"commander."

Zhuang Zhixuan stood at attention and saluted, her expression serious.

"I apologize for disturbing your rest, but I have urgent military information to report."

"explain."

"The first batch of reinforcements has arrived."

Zhuang Zhixuan pulled up a data list, "Including six Shadowmoon-class destroyers, four Gale-class cruisers, and..." She paused.

"Your new flagship, Kunlunshan-renamed battleship, has completed its final testing today at 1400 standard time and has officially entered service."

The holographic image switched to the external monitoring screen of the Star Harbor.

The massive dock is slowly opening its protective doors.

A massive starship slowly sailed out.

It is longer than the original Kunlunshan, with smoother hull lines, and the two iconic "Kaitian" class main guns on the bow gleam coldly under the dock lights.

A new layer of angled armor has been added to the sides of the ship, and the number of engine arrays has also increased significantly.

On the bridge, the brand-new Federation starship insignia gleamed under the lights.

"The shipyard reports that the second batch of ships will be completed within fifteen days."

Zhuang Zhixuan continued.

"At that time, the total size of the Elvira garrison will reach forty-two starships, including three battleships, nine cruisers, and thirty-two destroyers."

She switched back to her own video feed.

"In addition, the recruit training is progressing well."

The first batch of 2,000 replacement soldiers have completed basic ship operation assessments and are being assigned to various ships.

The second group of 3,000 people will arrive next week.

Qin Beiwang listened quietly.

His gaze passed through Zhuang Zhixuan's projection and seemed to see the calm simulated night sky outside the study window.

"Furthermore," Zhuang Zhixuan's voice lowered, "the intelligence department has updated the Imperial fleet's movements. The 'Obsidian' squadron has completed its assembly and begun maneuvering towards the Elvira system. According to the latest estimates... they may arrive at the outer reaches of the system within forty-five to fifty days."

Forty-five days.

Qin Beiwang tapped his fingers lightly on the edge of the desk.

"I understand," he finally said. "I'll be going to Starport tomorrow to inspect the new ship. Make the arrangements."

"Yes, sir." Zhuang Zhixuan saluted. "Also... Commander Yang Shao sent a message asking if you need to extend your rest period. He said if you need more time—"

"No need," Qin Beiwang interrupted her. "See you tomorrow."

Communication ended.

The study fell silent again.

Qin Beiwang stood there in silence for a long time. Then he turned around and walked to the window.

Outside the window, the lights of the residential area shone brightly as usual. In the distance, the neon signs of the commercial street flickered, and the open-air cafes were full of people enjoying the evening.

Further away, the artificial waterfall in the ecological park gleams silvery-white under the lights.

Everything was as peaceful as in a true time of peace.

But he knew that beneath this tranquility...

The shipyard is building warships day and night.

The new recruits are sweating profusely on the training field.

In deep space, the Imperial fleet is approaching.

Tomorrow, he will end his month-long "vacation," put on his military uniform again, and walk onto the bridge.

Qin Beiwang raised his hand and turned off the study light.

In the darkness, his figure stood by the window, like a silent sculpture.

Outside the window, the simulated starry sky was still dazzling.

The next day.

The main reviewing stand at Star Harbor is located at the edge of the security zone and is a metal platform that extends outwards.

Looking out from the platform, there is an unfathomable void in front, a soft canopy of sky behind, and below...

It is a fully equipped and ready-to-go steel fleet.

When Qin Beiwang stepped onto the reviewing stand, Zhuang Zhixuan and a group of senior military officers were already lined up and waiting.