I'm the King Of Technology

Chapter 1902  Landon, The Despicable

After recalling how powerful the elixir was, they had to admit that the result was so shocking that their entire bodies began swelling with greed and jealousy for his Majesty Landon's good fortune.

What were material things in exchange for eternal youth?

Lucky Bastard!

If it were them, they would quickly give the ship's technology in a blink of an eye, no questions asked.

But looking at his Majesty Landon's demeanor, he doesn't seem impressed?

How can this be? Or could it be that he is hard of hearing and didn't hear them mentioning that this elixir was one that would keep him young forever?

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While many were lamenting on Landon's ignorance, Landon was quietly having a staring contest with Steward Jacobs.

Steward Jacobs suddenly felt his heart rate speed up, shocking him inwardly. 'What was that? For a moment, I felt like I was being stared at by a ferocious beast… Or could I be wrong?'

Looking at Landon's harmless face, Steward Jacobs frowned. He has mingled with the likes of all sorts of power, scary and influential people. So after seeing Landon just once, he felt this guy was weak. But what was that feeling he had just now?

Impossible! Not even his majesty Gwen Folin made his heart skip so much in a millisecond. Steward Jacobs concluded that he must have been hallucinating. How could this ignorant buffoon who lets people walk over his territory be more powerful than his great Monarch?

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~Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap.

Landon slowly drummed his fingers on his armrest, in rhythm to the giant ticking clock on the wall. "Elixir of youth? My, my… that sure sounds tempting."

Suddenly, everyone began feeling the atmosphere plunge into a tense one, the longer Landon spoke. "This elixir of youth sure makes my blood boil with excitement. But gentlemen… are you forgetting that you are in my territory? So what stops me from killing you all and taking the elixir for myself?"

The other 2 quickly went into defense mode, but Steward Jacobs lazily raised his brow lazily, in full confidence.

"You wouldn't dare." n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Touching them was akin to disregarding his Majesty GwenFolin's words and starting a war with the great Folin empire, the largest and strongest empire in the entire Zohl continent. "What's more," Steward Jacobs continued. "You can kill us now, but that doesn't mean you will be getting the elixir of youth as you think. Who said we brought the Full elixir of youth with us today, or on this trip for any matter?" Although the atmosphere remained tense, the other 2 became more relaxed after listening to Stewart Jacobs analysis. Yes! Why were they afraid just now? These people won't dare kill them for fear of inciting any wars with their empire. And as a protective measure, so long as steward Jacobs doesn't tell them where the elixir was, then they were all guaranteed their lives, no?

This was the art of staying alive 101.

If you have something an enemy needs, never tell them until you're ready to make a big move or absolutely sure of your survival. Worse comes to the worse, they can tarnish his Majesty Landon's reputation, telling everyone of his ploy to keep them hostage against their wills.

Don't forget that in Baymard, this pretentious prick claims he is a peaceful fellow who would never hold anyone hostage because he didn't like them or had greedy thoughts for their properties.

'Look, who asked you to be Mr. Goodie-two shoes? Now, you're in a real pickle, after knowing you want what we have but you can't openly seize it all to yourself, right?' Heh.

If they don't return back at the appointed time, their men will quickly pass on the news and make a big scene, letting the rest of Baymard know just how diabolical their so-called Messenger of the Gods truly was.

One look, and Landon could tell what they were thinking.

It's just that Landon felt it was utterly ridiculous. Do you think that he, a doctor and a learned man of science and history would ever believe in the so-called existence of the elixir of youth?

For centuries, monarchs have been poisoning themselves with lead and all sorts of poisonous substances all in the name of remaining young.

Although there were some elements of magic in this world like the Holy Stone, Landon didn't believe in the existence of their elixir of youth.

It was even more ridiculous that they were thinking of exchanging his ship technology with a single bottle. Pfft~

Landon felt it was laughable. Very calmly, he rose from his throne with a broad grin on his lips. "Gentlemen, it seems you all have a talent for being time wasters!"

"What do you mean?" All men, including Steward Jacobs, were dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events.

This was not how the script was supposed to go in their minds, okay?"

"Go… We will not be making any deals with your Folin empire. If you treasure this elixir of youth so badly, then why don't you all take it for yourselves?"

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10 seconds after Landon left, the group was still in disarray from Landon's actions.

"Do you think he is not–"

"Impossible! How could anyone not want a taste of such a godly elixir?"

Steward Jacobs nodded, after listening to the conversation between the 2. "You're right. I believe he is interested, but might want to use the act of withdrawing to get us to lower our guards, until he can find out where we hid the elixir."

Everyone's lips pressed together, making them all but disappear.

Their eyes squinted in a cold fashion and their minds thought deeply when staring at the door Landon left from.

Sure enough, although such a person didn't have a true backbone, he most definitely was a scheming fellow, for him to get all UN emirates to support him without kicking him off his Baymardian throne.

"We must remain vigilant," Steward Jacobs advised. "I fear our next 2 weeks will be bumpy."

Right!

The other 2 nodded, while calmly following steward Jacobs out the audience hall.

Who knows how far this bastard will go to obtain the elixir from their hands?

Landon, who had left them, was heading back to his office to lock himself in, so he can safely stay in his space and get a long nap before the 3PM arrives.

But why was it so important he be in tiptop shape for the rest of the afternoon? Well, that was a secret only he knew.