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

The orbital elevator landed smoothly in the lobby of the towering orbital elevator tower located on the surface of the capital planet.

The crystal-clear elevator doors slid open silently, letting in soft artificial light and filtered fresh air.

The hall is as spacious as a plaza, with a constant flow of people yet orderly, and various directional light screens suspended in mid-air, guiding travelers from all over the world.

"Gentlemen!"

Qin Beiwang stopped and turned to face the officers who had come with him.

The awarding ceremony is scheduled for three days from now.

During this time, everyone can make their own arrangements and relax.

There are many places worth seeing on the capital planet. Just be careful and keep your communication channels open.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After continuous battles and long journeys, a short rest is indeed necessary.

Qin Beiwang said no more, but took out his personal terminal and quickly swiped his fingers a few times.

Soon, each officer's terminal received a slight vibration and a notification tone.

They looked down and saw that their account information showed a deposit of 500,000 Star Coins had just been credited to their account.

Remitter: Qin Beiwang.

"Commander, this..."

A young sub-fleet commander instinctively wanted to refuse.

Five hundred thousand star coins is no small sum for mid-level officers like them; it's equivalent to a year's regular allowance.

Qin Beiwang waved his hand casually.

"A little pocket money."

Since we're here, let's make the most of it.

Buy some things, eat something nice, or bring some gifts for your family.

No need to refuse.

His tone was indifferent, as if he were giving away a truly insignificant "pocket money".

In fact, for someone from a top family on Earth who had just received a promotion and corresponding benefits, this amount of money was just a drop in the ocean.

The group looked at each other, and finally all solemnly raised their hands in salute.

"Thank you, Commander!"

His gratitude was palpable.

This is not just a sum of money, but also a gesture of consideration and recognition.

After a brief farewell, the officers dispersed in twos and threes, carrying curiosity and a touch of excitement, joining the flow of people in the hall, ready to explore this planet that had only appeared in news and legends.

Qin Beiwang, led by a butler in a black uniform who was already waiting there, walked towards a private passage on one side of the hall.

At the end of the passage, a streamlined, futuristic vehicle is quietly parked on a dedicated platform.

Its entire body is matte deep space gray, with elegant and sharp lines, like a lurking metal cheetah.

Without wheels, and with an almost invisible pale blue ion halo surging beneath the chassis, this is the latest anti-gravity personal vehicle, commonly known as the "Cloud Shuttle".

Its construction and maintenance costs are enough to bankrupt a middle-income family.

The car doors opened silently, like wings. Qin Beiwang sat in the driver's cabin, which offered excellent support and was made of comfortable materials.

The butler bowed outside the car.

"Young Master, the flight path back to 'Starry Sky Mansion' has been set. Have a pleasant journey home."

The "Cloud Shuttle" quietly rose, accelerated smoothly, and silently glided into a nearly transparent VIP fast track in the air, leaving the noise on the ground behind.

Instead of flying towards the dense cluster of skyscrapers, it continued to climb, eventually reaching a "quiet zone" at a specific altitude within the atmosphere of the capital planet.

Here float a few detached mansions, like islands in the sky, which are residences that only the truly elite can enjoy.

Qin Beiwang's "home"—the Starry Sky Mansion—is one of them.

It is not a traditional building, but rather a set of geometric shapes arranged in a staggered manner, composed of high-strength transparent alloy and special crystals, elegantly suspended above the sea of ​​clouds.

From the outside, the interplay of light and shadow blends almost seamlessly with the sky.

The interior is characterized by extreme simplicity, spaciousness, and high-tech integration.

The panoramic floor-to-ceiling curtain wall makes you feel as if you are in the clouds, overlooking the miniature city below and the distant horizon.

The ecological cycle system maintains the most pleasant temperature and humidity, and the smart home system controls everything.

As soon as Qin Beiwang stepped into the empty and quiet living room, his personal terminal vibrated.

A familiar yet slightly mocking virtual avatar popped up, with the nickname "Fatty Luo".

This was one of the few "close friends" of the original owner of this body in the capital star circle, whose full name was Luo Hao.

He mainly handles logistics at home, is incredibly wealthy, and is a typical hedonist.

"Brother Qin! Hero Qin! We've finally made contact with you!"

They went back to the capital planet without saying a word?

That's not fair!

Luo Hao's loud and boisterous voice came over.

Qin Beiwang rubbed his temples as fragments of the original owner's memories surfaced, revealing numerous instances of this "best friend" dragging him into debauchery.

"Just arrived."

He was concise and to the point.

We have to get together!

We've all been waiting!

Let's give our great hero a warm welcome!

I heard you've been promoted to senior colonel?

He's also in charge of a mothership-class fleet?

My God, you're now the biggest powerhouse in our circle!

Hurry up! The top floor of "Summit of Stars," the usual spot, we're just waiting for you! Everyone's missed you terribly and wants to hear your battle stories!

Isn't that incredibly exciting?

Luo Hao spoke rapidly, and the background noise of others could be heard.

Qin Beiwang instinctively wanted to refuse.

He was not the original owner of this body, and had no interest in such decadent and dissolute occasions, much less want to deal with a group of spoiled brats.

But he stopped himself from saying it.

The original owner's character was a playboy. Although he changed after joining the army, completely severing ties with his past circle seemed abrupt and might arouse unnecessary suspicion.

Appropriate contact, maintaining a facade of "normality," might better conceal his inner changes.

Moreover... he also wanted to see what it would be like for him to face this group of "old friends" again.

"understood."

He responded in a flat tone.

"I'll be there in a bit."

"Alright! I've been waiting for you! Hurry up!"

Luo Hao hung up the call excitedly.

Qin Beiwang stood in the spacious living room, gazing at the surging sea of ​​clouds outside the window and the distant, dazzling sea of ​​lights below.

He took off his military jacket, casually draped it over the back of a chair, and changed into a set of well-made but relatively casual casual clothes.

The person in the mirror is young, yet possesses a composure beyond his years, along with a subtle, almost imperceptible sharpness that comes from returning from the battlefield.

"The Pinnacle of Starlight..."

He repeated the name in a low voice. In the original owner's memory, it was one of the top money-burning dens on the capital planet.

Very well, let's go and see what it's like to experience the ultimate prosperity in the rear and the enthusiasm of "old friends".

He turned and walked toward the elevator leading to the private helipad.

Not long after.

The anti-gravity shuttle silently glided into the exclusive aerial parking space at the "Peak of Stars".

As Qin Beiwang stepped out of his car, he was greeted not by noise, but by a unique aroma that had been precisely controlled and mixed with rare spices and ionized air.

This is not a traditional building; it is more like a giant crystal sculpture that is suspended vertically thousands of meters in the air and slowly rotating. Countless rays of light shine through its complex faceted structure, reflecting off the night sky of the capital star and the sea of ​​lights below.