I'm the King Of Technology

After fleshing up and eating his fill, Landon then made his way to Micheal’s private Ward.

The word was spacious and even had some basic gym equipment in them.

Landon stepped in and was utterly shocked by Micheal’s transformation.

He had gone from a sickly lanky skinny dude to the buff man that he had always been.

Of course, all this wasn’t easy.

Before leaving, Landon had left a personal training and diet regime for Micheal based on his condition.

Within the first month, he started off with very light training.... which slowly progressed to heavy training later on.

Micheal now looked as if he had gotten his body physically fit for an Action movie.

As the tiny drops of sweat that slowly made their way down his Cobra-like waist and back, with one like.... one could tell that the man’s muscles were extremely defined.

In addition to that, Micheal’s face wasn’t cracked and pale as it used to be.

Now, he looked at least 10 years younger, and his healthy glow made him stand out all the more.

True enough, even though he was in his 40’s, the man still looked dashing and extremely handsome.

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Landon walked into the ward when Micheal was lifting some weights at the side, so he could see the man’s full transformation in one go.

Noticing that someone had entered his ward, Micheal stopped and dropped the weights in his hands before turning around to face his visitor.

Of course he knew that it would be Landon, as his private nurse had already told him that Landon had called and would be on his way soon.

Also, the amount of security outside his door would make it near impossible for people to just walk in without permission.

Only someone highly trained would successfully get into his ward without making any distracting sounds at all.

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"Long time no see brat!

How was your mission?" Micheal asked while catching the white hand towel that Landon had thrown his way.

"It’s still in progress.... but let’s just say that for now, it’s all good.

Here old man..... I brought you some fruits."

"Hmph!

Who are you calling old?

Brat!

I obviously look like I’m 15.

So with how good looking I am right now, how can you look me in the face and call me old?"

"Anything you say, old man.

So let’s talk about you.

How do you feel now?"

"Like a new man!" Micheal responded happily.

At first, even though he had some hope... he didn’t truly believe that Landon would be able to make him buff again.

But after using what they call ’weights’ and other gym equipment like the jump ropes, and simple pulley weight machines and cycling machines.... he could immediately feel his thighs and other body regions get stronger and more defined as time went by.

His abs were now hard as a rock, and his body looked so good that he felt like making a few poses every time he stood in front of a mirror alone.

He was extremely pleased with his results, especially when his wife would blush hard whenever she saw him.

It felt really great to be looked at like that again.

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"I’m glad that you’re feeling better.

So, back to business.

What do you think about Baymard?" Landon asked with a sly smile on his face.

Micheal looked at Landon deeply and thought for a while.

One had to know that this brat was a mischievous one.

After all this time, Micheal still didn’t know the real reason why Landon had rescued him.

And there was no way that he would believe that lame excuse that Landon had previously told him.

Even though the brat said that he rescued him because he liked Micheal, Micheal’s intuition told him that there was more to it than that.

And so with that in mind, the moment his body was cleared of the poison.... even though he knew that he would have to stay in the hospital until Landon returned, he still requested to go visit his family on weekends.

Of course, Landon approved of this arrangement before he left.

And just like that, Micheal would stay in the hospital on weekdays..... and go to his new Baymardian home on weekends.

For sure, apart from seeing his family... he would also go out, research and see how the people here lived.

Were they happy, did they hate their ruler, were they financially stable?

One could know more about a ruler by how his people thought of him.

Going around, Michael was really shocked by how Baymard was ruled.

Several government policies and decisions were posted on several government properties, and one could easily know if they were doing the wrong things or not.

And if a policy change had to be done, it would be announced weeks and even months before it was supposed to take effect.

The government structure was clean, clear, simple, and looked after everyone whether rich or poor.

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Another thing that also shocked him, was the strength of women here as well.

They were as smart, and if not smarter than many of the men.

And even with this power, they still looked up to and respected their husbands cordially.

Whenever he got home, his wife would show him a list of how she had spent their household expenses.

She would also take him to the back, where they also made financial plans as well.

Even though they knew that they would someday leave Baymard, they still wanted to learn as much as they could from these Baymardians, so that they could make their own make Terique great too.

The way Landon ruled Baymard, made Micheal know that he had a long way to go.

Before coming here, he thought he had done it all.

But when he thought of how he had never bothered about some things in Terique like decreasing death rate and so on... he truly felt like he had failed as a king.

One should know that in this era, the sting survived and the weak perished.

Everyone had already accepted this as the way of life in this cruel world.

But seeing how these Baymardians donated during their church services and sent money to less fortunate places, even he couldn’t help but feel some sort of way.

Even old clothes, sweaters, blankets and so on.... were sent to less fortunate people as well.

In short, there was something about this place that truly made one feel human.

And all of this made him think of how to better Terique even more.

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In addition to this, when he had heard that Carona and Baymard signed a treaty years ago... he couldn’t help but think about signing a treaty with Baymard as well.

"Brat!

To be honest, you’re a good ruler... who’s people adore you and see you as their ray of hope.

It would be a lie if I tell you that I’m not impressed by Baymard.

You’ve really done well!

So with that in mind, just like Carona... I would also like for Terique to sign a treaty with Baymard.

I want the same benefits that Carona had... which includes a transport route between Baymard and Terique too."

"Sure!

Luckily for you, I was thinking the same thing too." Landon said while presenting the contract before Micheal.

Micheal looked at the contract and was completely taken aback.

Why was it that this brat was always one step ahead of him?

And why did it feel like the brat was happier to sign this treaty than he was?

Of course before they both signed, they got Lucius and some other people to come on over and bear witness as well.... as witnesses also needed to place their signatures on the document as well.

They both decided that even though they signed it, the news about the treaty couldn’t be announced yet until Micheal took his throne back from Kamara and Nopline.

Since Winter was coming, Micheal decided to not wage war now, as winter wars were extremely hard to ensure victory.

Instead, he chose to use this time to find the crown prince, his 2nd princess and his first wife who had previously escaped.

With the treaty signed, Landon couldn’t help but smile broadly.

2 empires down, 3 more to go before the Pyno continent became United.

And so, Landon spent some time talking about how they were going to Terique back.... as well as promised Micheal that he would look for the crown prince too.

The system had given him a mission that required him to find that prince, so he decided to begin his search now that he was back.

And after talking with Micheal, Landon quickly made his way towards the Lower region.

It was time for him to design a ski and snowboarding park.