I'm the King Of Technology

Chapter 1744  A Troublesome Mission

With her chest high, Tilda boldly spoke with authority not to be questioned.

As she said, this was a short meeting.

"Alright. That is all! Please look under your seats, get the envelopes with your serial numbers on them, find your respective teams, and report tomorrow for what requirements you think will be needed for this long unexpected mission."

Everyone nodded.

Remember, they are going undercover. You will not be needing 99% of the things you are used to using in other missions.

Many who have gone undercover already had their go-to must-have list of needs at the top of their heads.

For those who were going undercover for the first time, although they had training, they still planned to ask the pros in their teams for guidance.

Although everyone was named collectively as Ground team, the 1500 were grouped in Platoons consisting of 50 troops.

Thus, there were a total of 30 Platoons. Lieutenants command platoons. (1500/50=30).

Again, 2 platoons make up a company (2 × 50=100 people).

Captains or Majors lead Companies. Meaning there will be 15 Captains in charge.

These 15 Captains are the ones Tilda will speak directly to.

The chain of command must always be followed.

"3 days! As said, we leave in 3 days. Tomorrow, turn in your list, go home, spend time with your families and return here on Thursday at 21:00 for roll call... That will be all... Dismissed!"

Tilda and the other superiors watched the group lead quietly, still staying on the podium in silence.

As for making detailed plans on how they will operate, they decided to do so while aboard the ship.

For now, their only concerns were supplies and needs they could possibly want.

Old sac-like bags used in Veinitta, clothes, etc.

They also had Veinitta profile specifics in their archives, as well as a heap of resources often sent back by those undercover in Veinitta.

There were current-trend clothes, sandals, boots, commoner jackets, bags, and many other essential items they could pick from.

They know the current hairstyle trend and even know the new slang used by the people over there.

Money isn't a problem.

Gold coins, silver coins and copper coins are still widely used in the outside world.

It was amazing how everyone in the world used the same coins thanks to ancient humans who teamed up with one another during the Holy Core period to free the world of the terrible monsters that plagued the lands.

During that time, an agreed currency system was made, and everyone began using the same currency.

That's why the coins are produced the same no matter where one goes.

It also helps merchants, making it easier for them to buy items worldwide.

Of course, for their services of aiding Tilda, don't think it comes for free.

Heh.

Baymard soldiers get paid from Baymardian taxpayers' money.

Their services involving helping foreigners, also had their rewards because once these monarchs took to the throne, their bills were calculated and paid odds from the money belonging to the captured or deceased monarch they put down before sitting on the throne.

Take William for example.

After Alec Barn was finally caught and killed, a good amount of pay left his private treasury and entered Baymard's pockets.

Hey... it costs money to feed soldiers.

It's not free.

So once the deed is done, PAY UP.

Well, in truth, the wealth these monarchs often hoarded was unbelievable.

Even in tens and thousands of years to come, many didn't think 1 person could finish all the mountain loads of money and treasures accumulated by them.

Mind you, some people had separate massive halls filled just with exquisite paintings that cost a fortune.

Some paintings had been collected thousands and thousands of years ago.

So if each generation collected treasures do you know how big their current treasury was?

No way!

The amount Baymard took didn't cut a slice of meat from their skin.

Well, to be honest, Landon funded all military campaigns involving his personal matters like helping monarchs ascend the throne.

So the pay came right back to him.

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"Well done, Miss Dina." Brentford and several others commended.

Apart from his majesty Landon and King-Father Lucius, they too had been training Tilda since her arrival years ago.

Although being a Company leader was beneath their current military rank, they still chose to take on the tasks, so they could follow Miss Dina to Dafaren.

Remember, 15 Companies make up the team.

All 6 of them would be Company Commanders, alongside the other chosen 9 Captains specifically picked out for the mission.

Releasing a deep sigh of relief, Tilda felt a heavy weight leave her body.

'Not bad,' she told herself, staring at her teachers merrily.

"Thank you, teachers. But while everyone is gone, I know my part isn't over yet. So what is next?"

"Inspection. Food for sea travels, clothing and all the rest."

"Good." Tilda clenched her fists hard. "Lead the way."

"As you wish."

Like so, the ball was rolling, and Tilda was well on her way to becoming a powerful monarch.

And Landon, who got a full report from his office within the barracks, only smiled with relief too.

Great.

'The kid didn't mess up... Now, I won't have to be looking over her shoulders now and then.'

(^_^)

Hooray!

Landon jumped onto his table in celebration.

Hahahhahahah~

This was the start of his life of freedom!

No more Turing the brat, no more afternoon and late night sessions at home teaching her endlessly.

Well, at least he could mark that time for something else to do like going on a date with his wife, his mother or his cute little sister.

Hmph!

Freedom! Freedom! Freedom!

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Ding!

[While the host is jumping like a deranged monkey in a Zoo, this system hopes the host knows of the impending deadline drawing close.]

'O'

Buzz kill.

Landon murmured under his breath, recalling the mission involving the Green Goblin, Orc-like primitive people hidden away on that mysterious island.

With one leg on his chair, another leg on his table, his head lowered and his arms crossed over his arms, Landon fell into deep worry.

'It's time for me to act like a savior again. But these people are very defensive and will attack before allowing us to speak. So how to handle the situation?'