The player is playing like a god, and has already advanced to Space Marine level at the start.

Deep within the Heavenly Court of Merlo.

The golden flowers along the shore have been blooming for thousands of years and have never faded.

This is a quiet place that Keisha reserved for herself; the noise and commotion can't reach here.

Keisha was curled up in the wicker chair, a thin layer of dust covering the bamboo pole in her hand.

Her face was reflected in the lake.

She wasn't wearing that menacing silver armor; she was just wearing a plain white dress, her blonde hair casually tied with a rope, a few stray strands sticking to her neck and swaying in the wind.

Without the airs of a queen of gods, she was just like a wealthy woman hiding in the countryside seeking peace and quiet.

"The float didn't move at all."

Keisha talked to herself as she looked at the lake, her fingertips tracing the rough fishing rod.

"It seems that the fish today are more composed than even the gods of those civilizations."

The grass stomped and groaned underfoot.

The footsteps were heavy, with no intention of hiding them, revealing a sense of impatience and the brashness typical of old friends.

Keisha's eyes relaxed, revealing a faint smile.

"They're here."

She didn't turn around; her eyes remained fixed on the water.

Yan walked at the very front.

The newly appointed commander of the angels no longer had the stability he had on the throne.

Her brows furrowed into a deep knot, and her silver combat boots stomped on the grass with a harsh, grating sound.

Although He Xi, who was following behind, walked with relatively elegant steps, her bright blue eyes were filled with barely suppressed anger.

"I told you to stop playing dead and fishing here."

Before He Xi could even show her face, her voice boomed out first.

The Heavenly King showed no courtesy whatsoever, plopped down on the stone bench, grabbed the teapot on the table, and gulped down half a pot of ice-cold tea.

"The fire's already at our eyebrows, and you still have the mind to play this game?"

He Xi slammed the teacup heavily on the table, making a loud bang that splashed water everywhere.

"Guilliman's giant Buddha has already entered the solar system. The Makuragi Glory is lying across the Earth, a 26-kilometer-long iron lump, blocking the way completely. The world has changed, Tomboy."

Keisha finally moved.

She slowly lifted the rod, and the hook hung empty.

She cast the hook back into the water.

Ripples spread across the water's surface, then quickly subsided.

"I already knew that."

Keisha's tone was as flat as if she were saying the weather was nice today.

She turned her head, glanced at He Xi's furious face, and then looked at Yan, who was standing to the side, not knowing what to do with his hands and feet.

"I've been watching Lu Xiao ever since he showed up. At first, I thought it was an accident, or a prank thrown out of thin air."

Keisha gave a self-deprecating smirk, her eyes clear and bright.

"But now even Robert Guilliman has popped up. Characters from his stories are popping out one after another, turning our world into a complete mess. However..."

Keisha stretched, exuding a lazy air.

"I finally retired. It wasn't a pleasant experience to have my clone blown to pieces on Emerald Star, but at least I handed over my duties. I don't want to go back to work."

Yan couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Queen Keisha..."

"Call me Keisha."

Keisha interrupted her, her tone gentle but firm, leaving no room for negotiation.

"You are the queen, Yan."

Yan bit her lip, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the Flaming Sword.

"But what should we do now? Hua Ye and his gang of old devils are stirring up trouble outside, and Guilliman is bringing a fleet of that size to the border. That kind of civilization logic that lives purely for war will tear the known universe apart."

Yan's voice trembled slightly.

"If Guilliman really intends to launch a grand expedition, trying to cram the entire universe into his territory... where will the angels stand? How will justice and order survive?"

Keisha looked at Yan with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

"Look, you're in such a hurry again."

She pointed at Yan, her words carrying a hint of spoiled disappointment.

"You are the queen now, ruling over thousands of angels, so why are you still like this? When you encounter something you've never seen before, your first reaction isn't to ponder it, but to worry about it."

Keisha stared at the lake again, as if the very essence of the universe was hidden there.

"However, things are indeed about to change, you're right."

Keisha's voice lowered.

"The order of justice collapsed the day I faked my death on Emerald Planet. The era in which I was the sole decision-maker and acted as a babysitter for all civilizations is now over."

"Queen!"

Yan cried out in surprise.

"Let me finish."

Keisha waved her hand.

"Stop with the old ways. We have no obligation to be bodyguards for the entire universe. We interfered too much in the past, turning those civilizations into toothless rabbits. Now that the beasts have entered the fray, if they don't learn to bite, they deserve to die."

Keisha turned around and stared intently into Yan's eyes.

"The most important thing right now is not to concern ourselves with peace, nor to confront Guilliman head-on. It's to ensure the survival of angels in these turbulent years. Angels also have lives; they are not disposable resources for the order of justice."

Yan lowered her head, her golden hair obscuring her face.

"I just really want to improve."

She muttered softly, her voice full of grievance.

"I want to prove that even without your protection, angels can hold up the sky. I want to prove that I deserve this position."

He Xi, who was listening nearby, was annoyed.

"Alright, alright, Yan has been under enough pressure."

He Xi patted Yan on the shoulder, then turned to look at Keisha, her eyes sharpening.

"Tomboy, you make it sound so easy. Guilliman is a master strategist. If his Ultramarines really set up battle lines, not to mention those weaklings, even we would have to avoid their sharp edge."

He Xi pointed to the sky.

"If he really establishes himself in the galaxy and turns this place into his arsenal, all the rules of this universe will be broken. You still want to fish then? He can drain this lake to fill his reactor."

Keisha chuckled softly after hearing this.

There was a hint of amusement in his laughter.

"He Xi, you're a researcher too, how come you're making such a silly mistake?"

Keisha put down her fishing rod and stood up.

She walked barefoot on the grass to the two of them.

"If Guilliman wants to launch an expedition and build his second empire here, what does he lack most?"

"Resources? Technology? Ships?"

Yan tried to respond.

"wrong."

Keisha raised her index finger and shook it.

"It's about population."

"population?"

Yan and Hexi were both stunned.

"A population size so large it's mind-boggling."

Keisha casually made a swipe in the air, and a screen of light popped up, showing the giant ship in Earth's orbit.

"I don't know how many times I've read that book. The Empire's war machine is ruthless, but its efficiency is ridiculously low. To create a Space Marine, you have to select candidates from millions of people, and the process is incredibly complicated."

Keisha pointed to the Earth in the picture.

"How many people are left on Earth? Seven billion? Or just the few left after the gluttons devoured them?"

Keisha shook her head, her eyes filled with calm calculation.

"In Guilliman's eyes, this number of men wouldn't even be enough to cover the losses of one of his expeditions. And that doesn't even include the ordinary auxiliary troops who went to factories, handled logistics, and served as cannon fodder."

"The Earth is a mess right now. It has a weak industrial base, a low level of population quality, and most importantly, the people here haven't been brainwashed by that kind of 'for the emperor' frenzy."

Keisha looked at He Xi.

"Even if Guilliman wanted to use war to fuel war and forcibly accelerate the development of the Earth, it would still take time."

Keisha held up three fingers.

"It will take at least several hundred years."

"Several hundred years..."

Yan muttered to himself.

"What might be a few dynasties for mortals could be a matter of time for gods..."

"For God, it's just a matter of taking a nap."

"He has to teach those natives who are still playing with chemical rockets how to fix explosive guns, how to travel at near-light speed without throwing up, and also guard against those rotten things that cause social order to collapse."

"So, there's no need to worry so much."