I'm the King Of Technology-Chapter 1609 Lucius’ Time To Shine!

3:15 A.M.

Not even the sea breeze could blow the scorching heat away. But luckily, they were prepared.

In 10 more minutes, they should arrive at a reasonable distance between the Riverre Docks and themselves.

The coastal territory was full of life, with an uncountable number of buildings close by, many made of stone.

There should be scouts all around on the high trees.

The only thing was that just like many docks scattered around the world, the docks also had dock masters and official times they opened.

There, one can anchor their ships or toe their canoes or ships to the few wooden logs protruding from the waters.

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There was a saying that news passed on quicker via sea than road. And this indeed held true.

Many conclusions could be drawn, making them set out into the open seas once more, fleeing from whatever fears they had.

Those ships in turn make for the hills and do the same until almost everyone around these parts, including other traveling giants from other Omanian empires, getting wind of the news.

And now, there were too few ships moving around, not wanting to get caught up in the action.

They sailed with ease, only avoiding fewer ships than planned.

The only ships spotted could arguably be enemy patrol ships scouting their newly claimed territory.

Before the ladders made several strokes, they had already taken off, digging and evading these patrol ships.

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The time was 3:22 A.M.

So in fact, they should've arrived 30 minutes earlier but had a slight delay thanks to fighting off some sea opponents.

But now, it was 3:22 AM.

[All Blinders head for the submarines!... I repeat! All Blinders head for the submarines!"]

Their overall codename was 'Blinder' because their task was to blind/take out all scouts that could pose a threat to their mission.

Their tasks were to do the job effortlessly, as silent as ninjas.

From his binoculars, he could see these people had a strange torch where a ship's wheel should be.

There was a whole lot of path that went into this, and the people just haven't figured it out yet. What's more, they already felt the current designs of this were top itch. So saying there's a better way is truly shocking.

The Baymardian ships were also mind-blowing to them.

They had seen the wheel but thought its notion should be similar to how a car's steering wheel operated.

There was a vague model of what an engine looks like in the Science museum.

Everyone felt this metal box was truly heavenly if it could force ships this fast.

In that case, how can they create their own ship wheels when they don't have any engines?

They were so focused on the engine that they overlooked turning and mechanizing their entire ships via pulley and lever systems.

Bottom line, there weren't any ship steering wheels invented apart from Baymard's.

Hmmmm…

The torch was massive and stood on a golden bowl above the pillar.

There are also 2 identical pillars beside the giant one at the center.

The goal is to silence those aboard the patrol ships before they release the signal.

The open seas carry sound far better. So they had to eliminate the opponent in stealth.

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The thumping footsteps of men and women in sturdy boots echoed within the lowers chambers.

The submarine doors opened, and the team dashed in, with some submarines could carry up to 70 people, while others could carry 10, 30, or even 50.

The air was tense as the group already had wet suits over their clothes. As for weaponry, it was kept in sizable waterproof bags, black in color, perfect for spies.

Tonight, they all get to be Bond… James Bond.

"Good."

It appears everyone inside was stripped and ready for departure.

3, 2, 1...

The walls opened up, and the seawater began filling the pool. But from calculations, the water should never be able to go above 2/3 of the pool's depth.

But how do these submarines get to the pool?

One by one, the giant floor conveyor moved the subs toward the pool. The pool's edge was slanted to assist the subs.

Each Ship released over 40 subs, some carrying 20 people, others 50 or 70.

Lucius took a deep breath, twisting his neck and cracking his bones calmly.

Showtime!