"Your Majesty, the Zerg fleet has accelerated again, this time they are faster, and it is estimated that it will only take twenty years to reach the galaxy." Tianyi suddenly interrupted Li Mingze's contemplation and reminded aloud.

"Whatever the purpose of the weapon's speed restriction is, it definitely has something to do with the upcoming Zerg."

"As soon as the Zerg fleet stops, our ranged weapons become unusable! Definitely a good thing they did! ”

"Tianyi, has the scope of this matter been summed up?" Li Mingze angrily slammed down the wall and asked again.

"Summed it up, Your Majesty...... Affected areas.... It's the whole galaxy! ”

"All parts of our empire have been affected, and now all of our empire's long-range weapons have lost their original speed, whether it is a beam weapon or a ballistic weapon, they can be easily dodged at the original range."

"In order for the original weapon to have a sufficient hit rate, we need to fix the distance of the battlefield within thirty kilometers, so that the time from the weapon to the hit is only one-tenth of a second, and the probability of dodging in place will be greatly reduced." Tianyi sighed and reported the calculated results to Li Mingze.

"Thirty kilometers ......" Li Mingze's brows furrowed deeply, you must know that the cosmic war is not a battle on the ground!

On a cosmic scale, a distance of thirty kilometers is almost already a veneer battle!

The warships of both sides can collide with each other without a second of acceleration, and any evasion at this distance is a joke.

Regardless of how the Zerg managed to do it, they managed to force the ensuing battle back into the mode of naval warfare during the Earth era.

The long-range weapons of the Imperial fleet are not even as good as some of the weapons of the Earth era.

Keep in mind that the warships were not affected, and they were even capable of reaching 30 percent of the speed of light in battle.

If you don't fight face to face, it is possible that your weapon has just been fired and the opponent has moved away from its original position.

"Your Majesty! All of our empire's weapons are ineffective, and the original ship design is no longer suitable for the next possible battle! ”

"We don't know how long this restriction will last, but we're going to prepare for the worst!"

"All of the Empire's weapons and ships need to be redesigned to adapt to the new battle mode that comes next!" Tianyi said to Li Mingze with a serious expression.

"Gather all the Empire's major weapons researchers and ship designers at once!"

"Also, isn't there a game copy of the game that simulates the naval battle during World War II, and immediately bring me the best ship designer in this game copy!" Li Mingze shook off his imperial robe and walked towards the elevator.

Lines was originally just an ordinary home-based otaku, but since the empire introduced the fantasy game, he has put all his body and mind into it.

Because he studied the major of space battleship design in college, coupled with his excellent imagination, the space battleship he designed became very popular in the game.

However, as time passed, Lines gradually lost interest in space battleships, and this is when the game's new ancient naval combat dungeon caught his attention.

He began to enter this dungeon of all the naval battles of the ancient earth, from World War I to World War II to modern warfare.

On this day, he was perfecting his newly designed battleship, when suddenly the doorbell rang in his home.

"Who!" Lines stepped back from the consciousness infiltration machine, rolled over and walked towards the door.

When he reached the gate, he found that three Imperial officers appeared in the holographic screen.

"What are you coming to me for? I didn't do anything! Lines began to panic when he saw the serious expressions of the three officers, he didn't remember what bad things he had done.

"Mr. Lines?"

"The country needs you! The time has come to dedicate yourself to the Empire! The lead officer took out a paper document from under his arm and stretched it out to the camera.

On the document, "Special Call-up Order, Lawns, a citizen of the first class, immediately and unconditionally followed the officer to the Imperial Command to report." Two lines of large letters clearly caught Lawrnes's eye.

"This, this, this... How can I join the army and contribute to the empire? Lawrence stammered a little as he saw the call-up order.

Originally, he had been in the Imperial camp in the game, and in reality he also wanted to join the army, but because he was a naturally born Sith, he was the only son in the family, which did not meet the conditions of the Empire's "Only Son Shall Not Join the Army".

"I'm going with you, do I have to carry my luggage?" Lawrence said incoherently excitedly.

"No, the Empire has prepared all the necessary items and new uniforms for you."

"When you're ready, we'll take you to meet His Majesty the Emperor!" The officer slipped the document back into the folder again.

Lawrence hurriedly opened the door and stood in front of the three officers.

"What are you waiting for, let's go." Lawrence rubbed his hands together and said expectantly.

The officer nodded, turned and led Lawrence to the airport platform in front of his house.

A black-painted military shuttle slowly descended from the sky, and the door on one side of the shuttle opened upwards to reveal the neat sofa seats inside.

The officer and Lawrence got into the shuttle, and the shuttle took off and flew towards the Imperial Palace.

The highest command center under the Imperial Palace.

Countless officers busily weaved through the corridors, had changed into a new uniform, and had passed five security checks, and Lawrence was led to the command center by the officers.

"It's so cool to be able to meet His Majesty the Emperor in person!" Lawrence secretly swung his fist twice.

"Stay tuned, you don't want to be arrested as a spy." The officer turned his head and whispered, glancing lightly.

Lawrence hurriedly followed the officer's footsteps and walked forward.

A few minutes later, after rounding a circular traffic loop at the end of the hallway, Lawrence followed the officer to a five-meter-high metal gate.

The beautiful carvings on the metal gates and the twelve Praetorian Guards standing straight around them all indicate that this is the heart of the Supreme Command Center.

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live the Empire! The officer gave a military salute to the two officers guarding the gate.

"Long live Your Majesty, long live the Empire!"

"Your Majesty has been waiting inside for a long time!" As he spoke, the two officers stretched out their hands and slowly pulled the gate open, revealing a fifty-meter corridor.

There were statues every other meter in the corridor, and Lines looked left and right curiously, he didn't know that these statues were all Praetorian Guard robots, and these robots were all ready to attack, and if Lawrence made any bad moves, they would attack directly!