I'm the King Of Technology

~Bloop-Bloop-Bloop-Bloop-Bloop.

Under the waters, many strange creatures blurted bubbles while swimming about.

Left they went... Up, down, sideways, in circles they swam.

Everything seemed as it should be under the seas, except for the many strange metal balls swimming within.

Inside, everyone's face was grim.

They used the lowest light source to illuminate their path.

They were being extra cautious, though at their current depth, those above won't be able to spot any strange lights below.

And so from time to time, those within the metal balls would get several 'jump scars' from the underwater creatures that popped too close to transparent front screens.

"Sir, we've reached the edge of U.D.W. (undetected waters). Any further, and our cover will be compromised!" One of the Navy pilots reported.

When leaving Baymard, they never sailed straight to the ships.

They took another far curved back, going round and finally moving far back away from the left before once again approaching. But this time, they made a U-turn and approached from the back like a wolf stalking its prey.

The enemy had seen any nearby ships sail towards them this far out. So they wouldn't expect the enemy to attack them from behind.

That's why most of their attention was still on the front.

However, there were still a few onboard these ships who looked back from time to time, maybe watching out for any massive sea beasts that might strike.

Bottom line, most had their eyes peeled to the front.

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With one word from the superior, the many other submarines froze in place.

"Release the spy telescope and the high sound frequency receiver!"

"Yes, sir!" The submarine pilot answered promptly while adjusting his glasses.

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With quick hands, he began touching several buttons and levers on the controls.

~Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Chack!

Release!

A lengthy but sturdy pole stretched from above the ship.

And soon, an artificial frame was now standing on the water surface with its mouth opened, revealing a tiny but powerful microphone.

It was a high-resolution one that could pick up the conversation from the targeted ships.

Every submarine ship had chosen a targeted enemy ship to listen in on.

Similarly, the small flexible spy telescope shot out the ships, teaching the surface level.

The spy telescope was covered with a reflective coating that gave it the illusion of being invisible.

It reflected its surroundings, making it hard for one to spot it, especially out here on the dark seas.

~Zzzzzz~

The sound began static for a millisecond, finally picking out the many words from the pirates aboard the target's ships.

But to better filter out sounds, they played about with the final, eliminating wave noises and other natural ones.

"Focus your attention on the cabins above the deck."

~Zz-Zz~

There was no sound, probably meaning no one was in there. Or even if they were, they chose to stay in silence.

No!

These lead, powerful men should probably be out of their rooms with their weapons in hand, ready to pounce on Baymard.

But by experience, there should be hidden guards in these rooms even if it seemed no one was available.

With no kick, they began focusing on the apparent large gathering of people aboard the ship.

Their voices were clear for everyone to hear.

"Look! There are tiny fireflies in the sky above. But what are they?"

"I know what they are! They're fire clouds. The clouds aren't made from fire but strange stars probably above them. Yes, yes... That's what they are."

"Wow! So knowledgeable?"

"Of course! Who do you think I am? These fire clouds are seen as a good omen. You see! This is a sign we are heaven's parking!"

"Heaven's darling? Heaven's darlings!... Bahahahaha~... Even the hexanes are with us... Huh! Those bloody thieves won't know what's coming to them. How dare they steal from our beloved Morgany and expect to get away with it?"

"Pui!~ They even have the guts to rob our medical businesses, using fake treatments like the worthless wastes they are!"

"We have Red Beard on our side! Today, they will become slaves."

"Aiyy~... Though they're stupid, they do have a few manageable-looking women. Hahahaha~... I can't wait to take one."

"Forcefully?"

"Of course, forcefully! It makes it all the sweeter. The younger, the better. The last 8-year-old lassie died before I could even have my fun... Tsk. How boring. The whore was wobbly and disintegrating so much that I had to slice her neck off to give me some pleasure."

"No women for me. I want those wee lads... To have them scream in fear while forming my way in is always enough to make me high."

"Hmph! Baymard!... This is what they deserve for standing against us!"

"Now, I only look forward to seeing their disheveled dog begging skills."

"Bahahahahaha~... 'Dog' is indeed the right word for them. Today, we unleash hell."

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The many men aboard the ship spike in low tunes, not wanting the sound to travel far forward and reach Baymard's shores.

They thought they were being discreet. But little did they know their words had made many boil in fury.

Bastards!

Many cursed fiercely.

If not for the slaves aboard, they would've sunk their galleys without mercy.

These madmen were undeserving of sympathy.

Assholes!

The space was silent; everyone was again refreshed on how cruel this world was.

In Baymard, they did live in a bubble... A safe bubble.

And for some, they had been living there for so long they forgot how rotten the world was.

Across the many ships, everyone felt the same.

"Prepare for ejection!"

"With pleasure, sir!"

The soldiers and marines all too happily exclaimed in unions, wanting nothing more than to go out there and kick ass.

As per practice, felt formed limes and began entering all 4 chambers the size of a massive shower.

Each chamber could take at most 8 people.

Into the chamber, the first group went.

The doors closed tightly. And instantly, water from beneath filled the chamber space at a steady enough pace that allowed them to adjust to the water pressure.

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Swahhh~~

Everyone had their wetsuits on and a time in their mouths.

Go time!

'Pap!'

The adjacent wall opened, allowing them to not only out into the surrounding waters but also allowed fish to swim in.

Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock.

All this happened in 3 minutes.

And when the first team left, the changed door closed, and the water drained after, expelled to the outside.

~Flap. Flap. Flap.

The trapped fishes slapped their tails across the now empty chamber.

Voom!

The inner doors opened, and the following teams swooped in, ready for ejection.

Everyone recalled their instructions.

Get aboard the ships, stay inconspicuous corners, and wait for the signal before attacking

When the enemy reaches the shores, that's when they'll attack.

Enemies would fall, not knowing what hit them.

The goal? Get as many of their people on board and wait for the opportune moment to blind their foes.

The enemy would then be circled on land (their front), at sea (their backs), and in the air.

Yes!

The first few lines of ships in the enemy's formation might have their feet touch Baymardian soil.

But while the ships at the back were seemingly trying to wait their turn to dock, they would be shocked just how many of them would get taken out.

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Meanwhile, in the seas opposite another Coastal District, Red Beard's eyes glowed fiercely the closer he observed the shores.

Of course, his most trusted men were on the other ships instilling their assigned fleets.

The closer they got, the quieter their fleets with no one whispering anymore.

On the sails above, a lanky, flexible but strong man swung down the ropes, hastily reaching Red Beard's side.

"How is it?"

"Nothing."

Because they were in darkness, their eyes had adjusted, becoming more sensitive to light.

So far, they didn't see any Baymardians parking the place, which matched the information they received on how lazy and dependent these Baymardians were on the other Pyno empires.

Maybe because these lot haven't traveled out and seen the world, they think having the assistance of all other Pyno empires was enough to keep them safe.

The reports stated these Baymardians were simple-minded people.

For example, in some coastal districts, one could see patrolling knights from afar.

But in others, they seem to have deserted their post, with some even sleeping on the sandy shores.

Their reports from many spies had proven these facts true.

It's said the Baymardians mostly care about District I, the public port region, and the knight (Navy) district.

They left the other districts wide open for the taking.

Red Beard had his doubts. But with what he observed from afar, he felt he might be overthinking things.

Nonetheless, it was always good to be cautious, especially when they were now 10 minutes away from the shores.

"Slow the ship's pace!"

Red Beard squinted his eyes deeply.

It seems too good...