I, Marshal of the Fallen Empire, Join the Chat Group

I, Sandora von Lexington, belong to the shipgirl civilization, slayed thousands of alien races, burned down the dazzling galaxy, and led the empire to stand on the highest peak. I am respected by the world, and I am revered as the chief marshal of the flagship. Of course, those were all from the old almanac 40,000 years ago. Since my ascension, because I lost my goal, the empire was almost disbanded, and I also lived a life of retirement on the planet Gaia... Until the guy who called himself Chat** came to me. Principal of St. Freya Academy: Welcome newcomers. Principal of Saint Freya Academy, would you like to come to my academy for further training? Teyvat's best bard: Welcome newcomers. I'm Teyvat's best bard. Would you like some cider and poetry? Will of the Great **: Welcome newcomers, God of Haixi, would you like some margarita or seafood? … Looking at the water friends in the chat room, Sandora looked at the reviving ancient factories and armies behind her, and calmly began to speak... The introduction is weak and does not affect the main text This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.