by 七斤流年
After transmigrating into a fallen nobleman of the interstellar era, Zhao Chen was handed a complete mess—A barren territory, scarce resources, and a broken-down starship.No Stargate in the territory?We’ll build our own!No starships?Interstellar destroyers, frigates, cruisers—whatever we need, we’ll make it.Commanding a carrier packed with drone swarms that attack like a hive of bees, Zhao Chen asserted dominance on the battlefield.All truths lie within the firing range of a battleship’s main guns.The Empire developed T5-tech starships?Sorry, I’ve already got a whole fleet of T5 starships in active service!In Zhao Chen’s dictionary, there’s nothing a starship can’t solve.And if there is—Send two more fleets!Passerby A: “I want to enlist! I want to join Commander Zhao Chen’s fleet!”Zhao Chen: “Sorry, I only recruit women.”