Drones! Drones! Drones! Drones!

Everyone's eyes twinkled in marvel in expectation for today's show.

And in a very classy way, those wearing lab coats soon picked up numerous dishes on the tables and walked towards the leaders as if they were waiters in a restaurant.

They kept their back straights, one hand behind them and held silver trays that had also been covered up as well.

And each tray seemed to have a large bold number marked on it.

No doubt, their move piqued everyone's interest as they stared at the dishes with laser-focused eyes.

Some people even began smiling, folding their arms tight and flapping their legs inwards and outwards while seated expectantly.

What will it be? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No! It's... It's... Bah! They didn't know.

Nonetheless, they were so jittery about it all, acting like little schoolboys.

And the moment their 'waiters' brought the dishes before them, everyone's hands had already begun stretching out as if saying: Give it to me! Give it to me!

Landon smiled in amusement at this new, creative and exciting way they started their show.

He couldn't lie. Even he felt a burst of energy flood his brain when staring at the waiter calmly walking towards him.

Hahahhahaha! The audience was hooked.

But this was just the beginning.

Seeing the eager eyes from the audience, the waters all smiled calmly before taking off the silver cover in the slowest way ever.

And this move once again made the audience's blood boil. 

Some even began annoyingly looking at their waiters.

'Oh, my ancestors! Can you hurry it up? By the time you finally take it off, I feel like an entire year would be gone by.'

'What the hell is wrong with you? Does your hand have a problem or something? Tch! As expected. Because I am a military woman, it seems that I can't get used to slow-paced things like this. Time is money, so hop to it!'

The faces of the audience were grim with all sorts of emotions and grumbling thoughts flooding their brains. 

You know, it took almost all their willpower not to pull open the silver tray covers themselves.

Luckily for them, the wait was finally over.

And when the trays were opened, a whiff of white smoke covered the silver trays, masking whatever was on it.

Everyone looked at their silver trays with widened eyes, wishing that they had some snack right about now.

They couldn't lie. The show was truly interesting.

The whitish smoke cleared up in not more than 6 seconds.

And finally, the items on their trays were revealed.

This... This... This... What was this?

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~Pfff. Landon tried not to laugh when he saw everyone's confident look.

You know what they expected was to see the drones on each plate.

But what they got was something totally different. Well, it was still related to drones, so those from earth would definitely know what it was.

Heh. Landon looked up the crude controller and chuckled.

The speechlessness from the audience after all this while was enough to make him laugh for an entire week.

You know, it's like preparing to see a man flee, onky to see him walk around instead.

He knew it was cruel to laugh, so he could only try to keep his chuckles down.

At the same time, the audience recovered and only had one decision in mind: Budget Cut!

Bahahahhahahaha!

Landon looked at the dark faces of the audience and felt his belly hurt from holding back his laugh.

Sigh... It looks like if the ice wasn't broken fast, things might go in an unprecedented manner at the snap of a finger.

Luckily, the capable Bailey was the one in control of the show. So he knew that once things were adequately explained, there wouldn't be a problem

Bailey looked at everyone and felt it funny too.

But who made her in charge of today's matter? 

"Gentlemen... Ladies... By now, everyone should be holding the item on the trays. And no. That is not the drone."

Eh? It's not?

The moment the words echoed out, everyone's face turned merry, as their smiles bloomed and blossomed like a flower in spring.

It was not it! It was not it!

That was all they cared about.

F***! Do you know how much the government put into funding these projects?

Say no more. If these things were actually the drones, 2 words... Budget cuts!

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Bailey, who had managed to turn everyone's frown into blooming smiles, secretly rolled her eyes heaven warded and continued her presentation.

"Everyone should have received the items on the tray by now. So to start off, this thing is what will be used to control the Drone. And as you all have noticed by now, each controller has a number marked on it, which in turn will also correspond to your Drone numbers too."

With that, she nodded towards a few other people in lab coats, and they in turn dragged one of the wheelable tables and brought it somewhat closer to the scene.

And once satisfied, they pulled off the long white sheet covering the table, only to reveal the real masterpieces on them.

"Ladies and Gentlemen... I give you the Drone Prototype Class-BX."

~Swish!

Without warning, everyone stood up like crazy, filled with tremendous excitement overfilling them.

Their lips quivered, and their grip on their controllers was tighter than before.

When looking at the prototype drones, their minds undoubtedly wandered back to the numerous group meetings and talks about them.

These babies were the future of spy work!

With this, they would be able to infiltrate regions without actually going up in the air themselves.

You know, they could make its outer drone bodies look like anything that large birds, hence masking its presence.

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The other thing that still baffled them was how those massive movie cameras used to shoot movies or do the news would be able to stand on these tiny drones.

It was said that in future, they would create a camera that could be so tiny that it could fit into a fly spy drone. But you know to them, that was a fairytale that might ever happen.

How can a camera be that small?

Cameras were massive. So if you say it's portable, it's hard for them to imagine such a thing.

Nonetheless, since his majesty said it could be done, they also wanted to wait and be surprised.

Who knows... Maybe it was a possible feat. But from what they heard, that internet thing and computer thing was also supposed to be a more extraordinary feat too.

Hey. As people in charge of National security, they more than anyone else had begun preparing for the future. 

His Majesty had said that there would be a need to train officers and several others to monitor this web or internet thing.

They would need cyber security officers and all sorts of people on the job. No one understood any of this now. But 4 months before the actual launch of the Internet and computer thing, they would be dedicated to the training and testing phase.

The technicians and trainees will spend 4 months ensuring that the finished products are good and ready to go.

And while that went on, the FBI and every other person tasked with monitoring it all would also get trained as well.

They also had to prevent something called cyberbullying right from the roots.

And they found that his majesty was particularly serious about this matter, saying that they should be as fierce and harsh as possible.

From the talks they had and rough guess, they felt that this internet thing would facilitate news and reports.

If someone was kidnapped, others could send word fast. If there was trouble or they were looking for clues in matters, they would be able to find things swiffer, facilitating swift crime-solving.

But at the same time, something could be sweet, as well as poisonous too.

So they knew that this thing would come with its own waves of issues.

And they were right. 

But at the same time, the issues in Baymard that lived and adjusted to a modern society mindset, could never be as great as the warring medieval times outside Baymard's walls.

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Well, everyone looked at the magnificent naked drones with all sorts of thoughts in their minds.

The drones didn't have an outer covering but were just as cool as if one was looking at those robotic dogs from MIT back on earth.

Their hands itched as they wanted to hug the drones and feel the bad boys for themselves.

Dammit! It was just too cool and made them feel like they were in some James Bond movie.

To them, this was already very futuristic!

But what's the point of looking and not doing anything?

Bailey looked at them and grinned: "Everyone, please press the green button on controllers to start your Drones. It's time to make them fly!"