I'm the King Of Technology Chapter 1930 Let The Battle... Begin

Chapter 1930  Let The Battle... Begin

Bam! G.o.dric slammed his fist on the blue plastic table, cas.h.i.+ng it to shake. Well, this was a light plastic kid table, and even if he was not a baby with super strength, it would still vibrate. However, his movements made several babies to have one thought in mind – The Boss is Mighty! "Baggie!!!" (Naptime!)

They began speaking baby language. "Babies, the world is ruled by adults… This is a world where kids are forced to take naps." All babies frowned their cute brows, angered by the dreadful naps they were forced to take every now and then. Unspeakable… it was horrid and made the cor drain off their faces. But G.o.dric didn't stop here. "This is a world where we, the babies, are forced to take naps in the midst of our fun. They stop our Teletubbies from p.o.o.ping up in the black box (TV) and limit the time we take to play games… But today, we shall defeat naptime!" G.o.dric paused, sweeping his eyes across the group of babies. "Today, we shall escape to our baby cave, where they'll never find us. Know that we are not just doing this for ourselves, but for babies all over the world. So who is with me?" "Boss, you can count on us!"

Yeah~

Instantly, the babies began clapping like crazy. And thus began their great adventure, maneuvering through the dense 'jungle', rescuing themselves from fake quicksand, fake snakes, cliffs and whatnot. Understand that to them, their imagination had already turned this place into a true mountain-forest region. They felt that one wrong step, and they might truly end up dying. Winston, who was leading the expedition at some point, kept walking forward with his diaper sagging with determination while keeping his pacifier in his mouth. "Bah-boo!" (I see it!!)

The mountain train!... It was up ahead!!!

(*o*)

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Several babies instantly had our eyes up when staring at the trains attached to the stairways that honestly looked gigantic in their imaginations. One of the girls clutched her favorite stuffed busing, using it as both a comfort object and a makes.h.i.+ft ax. d.a.m.n, cutting these trees to clear the path was quite tough, but she was up for the challenge.

"Gah-goo-gah?" So we have finally arrived?

"Ooh-ba!!" (Excellent work everyone!)

The exclamation came from G.o.dric, their leader who was protecting them from behind, ensuring no one gig list or was left behind. Yes! They were finally here. Soon, a loud mechanical voice bellowed across the lands like the words from the heavens. [All aboard the Mountain express!] One by one, the many train buckets stopped and opened their doors, allowing the babies to all walk or crawl in. Choo-choo~

The train actually began letting out a bluish pink stream of mist, and the fairy lights also lit up behind them, cas.h.i.+ng the babies to see a stunning view of the forest they left, as they continued to slowly descend up the long stairway. Like so, the babies continued their rigorous adventure in hopes of successfully reaching their babies cave where they can watch all the TV in the world. Typically, when they arrive at their baby cave, the TV is always on. So who truly understands how it works? They've seen adults hold and point a black stick at it, but don't truly get how it works. Onwards and upwards! (*^*)

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Their faces all burned with determination to rid themselves of naptime. However, it was ironic that when they finally reached their baby cake, they found milk bottles waiting for them. There, they drank and ate whatever food was available, and soon found themselves waking up several hours later from their regular nap beds on the floors with their signature blankies over them. (!-!) Curses! They've been fooled! Those scheming adults enticed them with food that made them sleepy! Evil… too despicable! Several babies thought so after seeing that their favorite shows were all but finished. And only old episodes now aired. 'No, no, stop that! I protest!... I… (giggle, giggle, giggle)... Ah… s.h.i.+nny~.' Several babies woke up to having their diapers changed and the maids all over them. And despite how mature and unwilling they wanted to be, they couldn't help giggling, smiling, clapping, eating some more, burping, and also grabbing s.h.i.+ny and attractive items around them. Adults 5, Babies-0.

That was the score. So far, they've never won against adults, not even once. Is anyone else more pitiful than them? No way! Revolt! The war against Nap time must be won!

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Like so, the babies engaged in their regular baby meetup, once again feeling cheated by the adults all around them. However, they weren't the only ones with a vital cause. Why? Because today was a very important day that all Baymardians and non-Baymardians here looked forward to.

Cellphones! It was ironic that today, the Sat.u.r.day just before the public holidays began, was already in disarray from the countless customers standing out. Everyone was wearing battle gear, signifying the start of another great way. But to truly understand how great the battle was, one has to go several hours into the past… when the chaos all began. … RING!!!!!~

"Uther placed his pillow over his head but son received a jab to the side when his wife kicked and sent him rolling along the gigantic king size bed. "You better not think of sleeping, or I'll kill you myself!"

"_"

Uther was speechless, again blaming Baymard for the change in his wife. If it were before, would she ever say such things that threaten the life of her Monarch/husband? Sigh~

Uther had to admit that although Baymard had chased the change in his wife, he wasn't truly complaining, finding her more vibrant and exciting than before. Even he didn't know that too obedient women with no opinions were a bore. He knew she and many women definitely had opinions, but many times dared not voice them out. But now, they were a lot more vocal and playful too. Uther also found that they felt more belonging to their empire than before. When someone knows that their voice can be heard and their opinions taken into consideration, they feel a greater sense of belonging and loyalty to their empire. "Up, up, up, hold man, today is the day we have been training for!"

So what if it's still 4:30 AM? Wake up and move out. It was finally time to go to war!!