"Hiss!"
"Three thousand meters in length, width, and height? My god, how many constant star level warships can that hold?"
Hearing these words, Meng Shaotao's body shuddered, and he took a sharp breath: "Constant star level warships are only two thousand meters long, while the width and height are only two hundred meters each."
"In other words, on the lowest level, even just standing a row of warships upright, with a thousand meters left behind the stern not even considered for horizontal rows, you can fit fifteen constant star level warships."
"And that only occupies two hundred meters of height."
"The entire space is three thousand meters, which means, stacking layer by layer, you can fit fifteen layers... Fifteen times fifteen, that's a total of two hundred and twenty-five ships."
"And if you count the thousand meters left behind the stern, in a space three thousand meters wide and high, the entire space can absolutely fit three hundred constant star level warships?"
