I'm the King Of Technology

Landon's eyes glowed with an unprecedented light. 

'How interesting'

Perhaps there might be a scientific explanation for the Death Line's situation, or maybe, there is some godly or ancient cause hidden deep underwater that makes the waters act the way they do. 

Landon knew that nothing could be hidden forever. 

One day, man will find the reason. 

It could take 50 years or even 500,000 years.

"It should be me who uncovers the secrets. Because if it's another Holy object down there, it might disrupt the peace I'm creating.'

Thousands of years from now, maybe some moron will try to conquer the world again. Believe him, there is always someone like this in every generation. 

Even back on earth, no matter the era you look at, there are always those who think they can run the world. 

At some point, don't you get bored?

That is, can't they just be content ruling over one place? What was the fun of taking over the world? That concept never ends well.

Landon just wanted to make sure there was nothing valuable or world-shaking hiding down there. 

In truth, this could be a scientific matter, or it might be one of those blessings the heavens created, like the backward-flowing waterfall in Zalipnia, Omania. 

That ace has no sacred treasures that caused this. 

Rather, it was their devotion and prayers to the heavens that amounted to such an unscientific place for them. 

The waterfall hid a hidden land for them to hide in during troubling times. 

It was their blessing, and many places in this world have such mysterious regions blessed by the heavens. 

Landon preferred this Death Line was also like that, rather than it being caused by a treasure. 

… 

Whoop, whoop., whoop, whoop~

The propellers felt more at ease now.  And flying sky high, Landon also noticed the chopper was no longer shaky. 

But if he dared to descend, he would be up for a bumpy ride with enough turbulence to make his buttocks jump. 

At the same time, those below opened their eye sockets so wide, it gave the illusion that their eyes were about to fall out. 

[Marvelous! Marvelous! Nature always gives a way to survive!]

[Your majesty, you are now flying in a safe flying zone! Your majesty, try flying higher, so we can collect more data.]

This was good news! Good news indeed 

(^□^)

Landon chuckled, doing as they wished.

Sure enough, the greater the distance between the water grounds and him, the lower the turbulence experienced. 

Thank the heavens the root of the Death Line's existence was deeply embedded in the seas. 

Had it been the atmosphere cashing the matter, it would have been impossible for them to fly within the space. 

Looking at the sky, many couldn't help wondering what they would have done if his majesty had not invented aircrafts. 

They would have been struggling to see how they could create a strong enough ship to cross the waters. 

Doing such a thing was near impossible. and might have taken them years and years to see any breakthroughs. 

But look at it now. 

With the help of flying machines, they can safely cross the waters after reaching the safe flying zone… What should they call this zone? 

"The Mirvanna Zone." 

Landon's words bellowed, causing many to scribble down as though receiving word from the heavens themselves. 

Mirvanna Zone… 

Landon didn't want to take credit for a place these Mirv people had known all their lives. 

After all, crossing the Mirvanna zone would only lead them to one place – Mirvanna. 

So the name was very suitable. 

Everyone smiled, seemingly pleased with His Majesty's way of handling things. 

Every day, his majesty proved how noble his character was. 

'May the heavens and the ancestors continue to bless him forever.' Many secretly prayed while Landon flew high above. 

Soon, he changed to autopilot and began the next phase of his experimentation. 

Leaving the pilot cockpit and began roaming about the long walkway. 

There were foldable seats and numerous seat belts attached to the walls. 

15 people can sit on the left and 15 could also sit on the right. 

The middle zone also is enough to keep a few cargo boxes on it. 

At the top of the middle zone were several dangling hand grips, in chase more people had to come aboard. They will stand while holding the hand grips. 

At the same time. The harnesses they wear can also be tied to the triangular hand grips. 

  Finally, at the very last end, AKA the buttocks of the chopper, was a small but wide space for bigger cargo, equipment, and crates.

There are all sorts of giant nets on the walls, hooks, ropes and everything necessary to hold cargo in place. 

Of course, if cargo is supposed to be dropped, the back will open and the cargo will be parachuted down. 

The walls had supplies like several batches of extra parachutes. 

Very quickly, Landon took a mecha suit they kept aboard and changed its mode to testing mode. before placing a dummy in it. 

Understand that if in active mode, it can only work after sensing human vitals. 

Dummies don't have vitals. 

For this trip. The dummies were made of silicon and were created to be real-like just to test the human flesh against the waters below. 

Taking a deep breath, Landon then took a remote control and moved the dummy's body within the mecha suit. 

There was a built-in spy system within the Dummy's eyes that would not only give them visuals but also hearing too. 

"Testing. Testing… Ground Command, are the visuals clear?"

Many around the machines nodded vigorously. [All clear, your majesty! Hearing is fine. Visuals are fine.]

Many could see Landon through the eyes of the dummy. 

Bubuum. Bubuum~

Their hearts were drumming so loudly that they almost couldn't hear the thundering waves before them. 

This was it. This was the moment of truth. 

With the remote control, Landon calmly controlled the dummy, which in turn made the mecha suit recognize the dummy's actions and move alongside its user (the dummy). 

With a door opening, Landon controlled the mecha suit to reach the edge. 

3, 2, 1… 

"Here we go."