One Thousand Sixty-Four Changes

"You guard here! No one can approach this room!" Standing in front of the magnificent gate on the third floor of the Imperial Prime Minister's Mansion, a hoarse voice softly ordered.

"Yes!" The two Royal Guard soldiers who followed on the left and right stood on both sides of the gate with their chins raised.

The door was pushed open, and Long Tate Desel, who was sitting in the office, raised his head and frowned slightly.

There are not many people in this empire who dare to walk into his office without knocking. If you count, you can almost count on one hand.

However, when he saw the person coming in, he didn't feel any discomfort. A smile appeared on his face, and then he put down those top-secret and important documents that weighed as much as Mount Tai.

The news just came that the plague in the southern region of the Ellandhill Empire has been brought under control, and a new high-speed railway runs from Dossenaar to Shakben. This world has become more and more convenient.

The person who came in had a smiling mask on his face, and a variant artistic number 03 on his forehead, which looked as good as a tattoo.

The masked man was wearing a black robe with an eagle about to fly embroidered on his chest.

"I didn't expect you to do such a job." Des stood up and made a gesture of invitation: "Your Majesty has something important to ask you to come in person."

The masked man with the number 03 engraved on his forehead let out a hoarse laugh: "No way! This document was sent by him in Moon Siris...I must personally hand it to you."

Des could hear the seriousness in the man's tone, he frowned slightly, and took a locked suitcase from the palm of the man in long robes and black mask with black leather gloves.

It has been a long time since the Alan Hill Empire has relied on this method to deliver files, and it has been a long time since files with such a high security level have appeared.

Now Alan Hill is so powerful, even if he fights the Dragon Clan or destroys the Eternal Empire, there is no need for such a secret plan.

As the chancellor of the empire, Des pressed his palm on the scanner on the side of the safe, and a beam of blue light scanned Des's palm from top to bottom, activating the two scanners. Side combination lock.

Des entered his own password, and the man in black also entered a password that only belonged to His Majesty the Emperor, and only then did the password box open a gap with a click.

"Using His Majesty's god puppet clone to deliver top-secret documents,

And you must use a double password..." Des muttered, and then opened the lockbox.

There were only a few documents inside, which simply made Des a little dumbfounded. The importance of this document was completely out of proportion to the amount of content.

However, when he picked up the document and saw the content on it, his beautiful eyes widened involuntarily.

He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, as if he was trying to digest all the contents above, then he put down the document in his hand, and looked at the god puppet clone of Chris in front of him: "The record on it...is it true? "

"Yes! On Alan Siris, you are the first person to know the contents of this document...but more people know about this matter on Moon Siris." The emperor in front of him said No. 3 god puppet said solemnly.

"Your Majesty wants to activate all the funds that can be activated. This matter cannot be hidden from anyone!" Des put down the documents in his hand, and said to the god puppet in front of him: "You know, it is impossible to use such a huge amount of funds. Keep it a secret from everyone!" : :

"Your Majesty means that... the panic cannot be allowed to spread... but the countermeasures must be activated immediately!"

"I will activate the family funds to meet all the needs of His Majesty! The initial investment and foreshadowing are enough anyway! I won't waste any time, but...we need more...time!"

"I understand what you said... His Majesty will return to Alan Siris in a few days! From this moment on, the Alan Hill Empire is fully prepared for war! All related departments must be placed under the unified command of the Space Force... "

"Anything else to tell?" Des asked.

The god puppet clone shrugged its shoulders: "No more... the rest is to ask the prime minister to cooperate with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Ministry of Economy, Ministry of Industry...etc...all departments."

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"Okay! You have His Majesty's authorization code, and you can represent His Majesty's will... Then, tell me, how can I cooperate." In the office of the Minister of Defense, the Irish Empire wearing a general uniform Captain Cape Castner said to the man in black in front of him.

The god puppet with the number 05 engraved on its forehead mask spoke and ordered in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty orders... the Ministry of National Defense signs the transfer order."

"Five people from Modler, Bourgeois, Wilkes, Lester, and Walter, as well as 37 lieutenant generals below, 125 major generals below... transferred to the Space Force ..." The god puppet clone of No. 05 Chris read out a series of names.

"Of order!" Castner stood at attention and saluted, "They have all submitted applications for transfer, and this matter is very easy to handle, but will it be difficult to arrange so many senior generals to be transferred to the Space Force in one go?"

"Do you think it will be difficult to arrange?" The hoarse laughter of No. 05 Chris' clone made Kastner slightly startled.

On the distant Alan Siris star ring, Meris, who had just returned to the star ring from Moon Siris, looked at the god puppet in front of him with a natural expression on his face.

"You mean, in addition to expanding the existing Morris Naval Port... ten more space naval ports of the same size will be built?" He nodded: "I have no problem here! Fully cooperate with any order of His Majesty, yes My oath!"

"Your loyalty is unquestionable! Saint Mirion! The expansion plan of the military port on the star ring will start immediately. It was specially approved by His Majesty, and there is another plan approved together."

"That's really a grand plan." Merrion looked at the huge porthole of his office, and the Morris Naval Port was outside.

Twenty exploration-class space destroyers are being built on the shipyard of the largest space naval port in the Alan Hill Empire.

The densely packed construction spaceships, as well as the robotic arms, the astronauts surrounded the hulls of these spaceships, and there was a busy scene everywhere.

Who would have thought that with the order of His Majesty the Emperor of the Alan Hill Empire, the number of destroyers of the space army quadrupled overnight!

What's even more exaggerated is that there are still more destroyers to be manufactured. The space fleet of the Alan Hill Empire is frantically expanding its size.

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