I'm the King Of Technology

1687 New Battle Gear!

Vrmmm~

Landon drove his Jeep Wrangler through the full streets with his windows up.

Today it was raining cats and dogs.

The street was filled with all sorts of umbrellas that seemed like multicolored blankets from a bird's view.

Some held their umbrellas and others chose to rely only on their trusty raincoats as they ran through the streets trying to catch the next buses or grab a cab.

Heavily rainy days like there were always dull to him though many would disagree, seeing as Baymard isn't your typical place.

No matter the weather, there were always things to do to keep one entertained.

From reading the latest edition of comics to going online, and even playing video games on the computer.

Some people even preferred rainy days, wanting to stay indoors and enjoy their solitude.

"A large French Vanilla, 2 sunny side bagels, a large blah, blah, blah, and blah."

"Coming right up, sir. Please drive to the front to recover your order."

Yup.

Landon was in one of his favorite fast-food drive-through spots closest to District B.

He had just left District C, attending a government meeting involving the spread of fake goods.

That's right. Some people are trying to trick him off!

He didn't have a problem with copycats.

After all, he too was a copycat taking ideas from Earth and other alien planets.

His problem came from people who bought Baymardian liquid medical goods and diluted them in water to sell.

The thing that irks him was the audacity for them to sell these botched-up goods using Baymard's original medical bottles.

And now a few people have stormed Baymard asking for refunds.

Thankfully, the Ministry of Health and Welfare also acted swifter than expected as they put the matter in newspapers and also educated the public to please read the warnings that come on each bottle and drug container.

It's clearly stated that if the seal on the bottle or capsule container is removed, then do not purchase or consume that medicine if it wasn't you who took it off.

The warning wasn't written in small hard-to-see letters.

No.

The warning was massive and in red too.

From the guilty faces of those who asked for refunds, they could tell these people had read the warning but probably wanted to be cheap.

The fake goods were sold relatively cheaper so they decided to go with it, especially after the seller used his ultimate marketing skills on them.

Some even have side effects, as some sellers even combine different drugs, while also adding their local ones in, as though they were like alchemists.

And now, they run to Baymard seeing there was no hope of curing them outside.

It seems that no matter the era, there will always be people who like to go the long and unnecessary way to get things done.

What made him dumbfounded was that the drugs these people wanted weren't even expensive and very affordable for peasants.

However, rather than paying a few more copper coins, they chose to purchase the cheapest, which turned out to be the most expensive route seeing as they now used more money for their side-effect treatments.

Landon shook his head wryly, not pitying such people. He wasn't a saint. He had already made goods affordable for ordinary people and even former slaves.

So if you want it any cheaper, then you don't want the workers to get paid. Some people just believe it should be free thinking he was Santa Claus.

Tsk.

Not wanting to think on the matter any longer, Landon raised his cup to his mouth, getting the fresh and enticing smell of his French Vanilla.

Vrmmm~

The wrangler drove through various security checkpoints the deeper he proceeded.

Although it was raining hard, the men never relaxed their vigilance. And soon, he was in!

Pah!

He slapped his wrangler shut and dashed for cover from the rain with his coffee.

There were already 3 people running beside him who were initially standing under the rain with umbrellas, waiting for him.

The men wore stern expressions with sharp hats and cold eyes that said they meant business.

"Your majesty, because it's still in the experimental stage, we implore you to not partake in the test."

"I agree with Major Callahan. If something happens to you, what should we do? Your identity represents Baymard's present and future!"

His majesty was the brains behind Baymard. How could they allow evil to befall him? Why would he want to try the prototype when they had so many able people willing to take the risk for him?

Don't you hear what it's called?

P-R-O-T-O-T-Y-P-E.

Recalling the last few berserk instances that occurred when testing new military gear and equipment,the 2 couldn't help breaking out in a sweat.

Luckily, all testers must wear testing suits, so no one was killed or heavily injured. They just had sprains and aches. But that didn't make the men worry less.

Those former tests were done on the ground floor or very high in the sky, allowing ample space for parachute safety.

But this test fell in between a tight ensure space that their heads tingle.

Landon didn't think so.

"You all think too much. You have to believe in the power of our Baymardian technology. I'm not only testing the new merch but also testing its safety operations should any of our soldiers go down."

The 2 men did not Express anything after listening to Landon. All they could do was thin their lips and force a hum out of their mouths.

"In that case, we wish you good luck, your majesty."

"Okay, okay! Why are you both acting like my mother? Can I get injured from something like that? Have you forgotten how strong I am?"

Both men didn't say a thing. What does punch force have to do with landing force? You can't win against gravity!

The men thought that because Landon was adamant that he was staying anything and everything to calm their worries, but little did they know that Landon meant what he said.

Of course, if it's falling from a high plane and helicopter height without a parachute, he would die.

But at slightly lower heights, he was like an anime character who would survive intact.

Believe it or not, if he jumped from a 4 story building, he would survive. Any higher and he would be pushing it.

To the men escorting him, Landon was only trying to calm their worries which made them touched.

Their eyes shone with determination to protect his majesty if something went wrong, even if it was to try calling him if he fell.

It warmed their hearts that his majesty was trying to soothe their worries.

Indeed, his majesty was truly a humble and amazing person.

[Landon]:...

Taking out an access card, one of the men swiped it, opening the doors which led to a vast dome-shaped room that had all sorts of gear and merchandise on the tables.

Lucius wasn't here as he had other matters to attend to. But look who he saw. His sworn brothers and good buddies Josh, Mark, Gary and Trey.

These 4 brothers of his were equally busy people since they had to oversee his various armed force units like the Marines, Coastguards, Police officers, and Soldiers.

With Lucius not around, it fell on Josh to run things here, especially since Luciishad already spoke of retiring his position to Josh in 3 years.

Don't think it was long.

Time flew fast like a jet when in Baymard.

Although Lucius will be retired from his barrack position of police Chief position, he was still king-father and had duties to perform for the empire so he would still be busy.

And if there was a need for him to fill out any war or military positions he would gladly help too.

Mark will be the one taking over his chief of police status in Baymard's Capital city. Other towns and cities had their own chief of police officers though everyone still had to report to headquarters.

Seeing Landon, Trey quickly placed his arms around Landon's neck, dragging him in a choke position under his armpit. And then, he did what he always did since they were young.

He roughened Landon's hair and even playfully smacked him on his cheeks too.

"Hey, hey, hey. Look who we have here. The monarch finally arrives. Tell us, what should we do with you when you're so late?"

"What do you mean by so late? I'm only 2 minutes late!"

Pah!

Gary smacked his back playfully. "Don't you know you're supposed to be here at least 15 minutes before the official start time?"

Mark and Josh chuckled, seeing the 3 act like 5-year-old children.

These were also the rare occasions one could see Landon acting childish.

"Alright, alright. Break it up. We are already 2 minutes 39 seconds late. People are waiting for us to start. So no more teasing."

"Right."

Landon, Trey, and Gary replied like Juniors listening to an elder brother.

Soon, everyone turned their attention to the peculiar suits hanging on display.

All 5 tactfully looked at each other with smiles plastered on their faces.