I'm the King Of Technology

Chapter 1787 Strange Gifts

Amazing! Amazing! 

Many healers dropped to their knees in worship with praying hands and glittering eyes when staring at the scene before them. 

Oh, Great Wind God. 

Have you allowed a heavenly needle to be born? 

(!0!)

If they had such a godly artifact, they would surely be able to drag out buckets of bad blood without worry in clean and sanitary ways. 

Buckets of blood? 

If Landon heard them, he was afraid he would never allow the nurse of syringes outside Baymard. 

Do you want to draw out a bucket load of blood from your patient? 

Do you want to kill that patient instead? 

Bloodletting, his foot! 

Do you know that what you are doing is illegal?

(×^×)

Slowly taking off his gloves, Landon had them transport the weak prince into his royal chambers. 

Several people wanted to squeeze in but were quickly driven away from the scene. 

"Please, do not disturb the patient's rest. He should be feeling better in a matter of time."Doctor Gerson advised, after taking the skin sample he needed. 

Shanell and Laura had also taken pee and stool samples, though it was quite hard seeing as so many people were ashamed on behalf of the prince. 

What? Do you want the prince's poop? What are you going to do with it? Eat it? 

Do you use it as garnish for bread? 

Hey… many would do just about anything to be close to royalty. So was this a perverted thing these outsiders do frequently? 

Collecting poop has never been heard of by healers. 

It was so strange and felt so wrong in many ways. 

In the end, they had no choice but to watch the Male Baymardian nurses assist in carrying his majesty and getting the pee and stool samples. 

They protested against Laura and Shannel taking them, so males had to step in. The source of this ᴄontent ɪs ɴovelꜰɪre.ɴet

But after the samples were removed, Laura and Shannel were quick to send them to the medical chopper for testing, while they stayed back and looked after the piece, putting all sorts of machines around the space. 

They placed suction pads on the patient, monitoring his heart rate, and other vitals.

The entire time they had been attending the piece in the hall earlier, the prince's room had been undergoing fast and thorough cleaning. 

And for the finishing touch, they disinfected the air space with special medical air sprays.

So now, no one was allowed to step in without permission and without wearing masks and other protective coverings. 

Visiting wasn't allowed until the prince's situation grew better. 

Landon's many conditions made the Royals and everyone else drown, but after listening to Landon's reasons, they felt they should indeed stay away for the time being. 

 It was already late in the evening when everyone decided to turn in for the night. 

As for Landon, he of course had to stay in the Palace guest quarters and would stay monitored 24/7 for fear he was going to somehow run away. 

Although they had a good impression of him, one can never be too certain about the strange visitors from the outside world. 

That's why after seeing how much the Baymardians respected and loved Landon, they chose to heavily monitor him, ensuring they always have a tight grip on his location and movements. 

Landon knew all this and shrugged. He was here for peace and wasn't planning to do anything illegal, so what's there to worry about? 

Zzzzzzzzz~

Before he knew it, he was deep asleep with no worries at all. 

(~•~)

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Like so, the night grew very uneventful, despite the worries and concerns of many. 

Why, they were so concerned that first thing in the morning, a storm of over 100 healers came flooding back to the palace like crazy. 

The Generals, ministers and nobles with high authority also stormed over with their guards beside them. 

And before Tacholla could blink, there were nearly 3000 people in the Great Hall. 

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, how is the heir?"

"Your Majesty, I thought I had a strange dream last night. But only after seeing the giant flying carriages in the palace grounds, did I know it was all true." 

"Your Majesty, I heard there are pale-face people here. Your Majesty, is that truly the case?"

"Your Maj--.... Blah blah, blah."

Order! Order! 

Can he get some f**king order in here? 

Tacholla almost visibly rolled his eyes when seeing how lacking in manners in green macho aids were. 

He hadn't even had breakfast yet, and they had already been stumping their giant feet on the grounds, anxiously waiting for him to make an entrance. 

His guards had told him that if he didn't appear soon, the anxiety of the group might make them head straight to the prince's chambers without warning. 

Bastards… every single one of them. 

It's not that they don't love and respect him, but that when they were very concerned about a matter, they were also very concerned about seeking the truth for themselves too. 

So many who weren't here last night also wanted to see with their 2 eyeballs that what they heard was real. 

As they say, seeing is believing. 

…

Standing in the Great Hall, the gifts from last night still haven't been moved yet, though the hall itself had been heavily guarded all night. 

People kept shooting their heads and poking necks left and right to get a good look. 

Oooow~... what was that? And what was this? Ah… How about that one? 

Scratching their heads, they were typing to know what everything was, but at least had the decency to hold off until their monarch commanded it. 

Tacholla had black lines on his forehead when he saw the look in their eyes. 

Really and truly, they had no poker faces. Every emotion they felt was displayed on their green, good-looking faces. 

"You bastards, can you at least have some decency before I summon our guests in?"

"Of course we will, your Majesty! Don't you trust us?" 

No. Tacholla inwardly retorted. 

"Don't you know who we are?"

It's exactly because he knew who they were that he was annoyed, okay?

"Ruler, how can we dare embarrass our great Mirvanna?"

Have they forgotten how they embarrassed him last night?

Looking at their anticipated looks, Tacholla sighed, waving his hands and sending for a guard to summon Landon over. 

In the meantime, he decided to disclose very important news to them. 

"Everyone, a while ago, I received word from the healers from the outside, that the Prince's condition has improved."

Tacholla wasn't lying. 

It was 4:30 AM when Doctor Gerson sent for him. 

It seems the antibiotics they gave him had quenched his fever after he had sweated buckets. 

He saw his son gain some energy and looked slightly better than before. 

Indeed, this was a good sign! 

His son could even speak more words than usual and woke up in an extremely hungry state. 

When was the last time his son felt the need to eat? 

Most of the time, they had to force the boy to eat, but now, his lack of appetite was diminishing. 

Good, good, great! 

Though Bilthozar didn't eat much, it was still considered progress to see him actively looking for meals. 

The food again was prepared by the Baymardians, who knew what sort of meals were best for him.

After seeing the boy, he quickly exited the space, to allow the Baymardians to keep doing what they were doing. 

Now, he had more trust in their methods. 

(^_^)

With his mind at ease, he now wanted to know more about the gifts they brought. 

The gift list was with him, but could he say he didn't understand most of the items on it not knowing what was what? 

For example, TV? What was that? 

Watch? What was that? 

Excuse him for being a villager, but what did these items look like? 

While waiting for Landon's arrival, several other Royals quickly entered the hall. 

Queen Abigail, Bilthozar's mother, emerged holding concubine Ava's arms. She was Tacholla's 2nd wife. 

Concubine Amina also followed along, holding concubine Gwen's arms. 

All women walked close to one another and were truly friendly with each other. 

Their children who were still in the Capital or were unmarried, also followed behind them: 6th Princess Selma, born from Concubine Ava... 5th Prince Julian, born from Concubine Amina... and 7th Princess Bitnia, born from Concubine Gwen. 

His majesty had 5 princes and 7 princes.

Those not here were out in other parts of the territory, aiding in governing. 

"Sister, I heard the heir's condition has grown better. Congratulations, sister." 

"Yes. When he gets fully healed, I'll be sure to serve him up my famous stew to keep his energy going."

"Sister, your good days have come! I knew the one blessed by the Gods must have a long life ahead of him. Congratulations, sister."

Abigail smiled warmly, "Thank you." 

Her heart was choked with heartfelt emotions when thinking of the support these beautiful women had given her during this time. 

Her lips quivered and her eyes brined with true joy when recalling the news she got in the wee hours of the morning. 

Her son… Her Bilthozar was going to be alright, and it was all thanks to these mysterious foreigners. 

With smiles, the Royals stepped into the scene minutes before Landon and his group were about to enter. 

Looking at the massive golden, 2-sided open doors, Landon smiled. 

'It's finally time to get this show on the road… Mirvana... don't disappoint me.'