"Prince, what are you up to now?"
"Quiet, you'll see when we get there."
The young man, whose lips were already growing black fuzz, brought his two friends along with a mysterious look on his face: "You two will have to help me with a test in a bit."
Taking his friends to a crude factory building in the High-Tech District, the Prince rubbed his nose, opened the steel door, and then walked several dozen meters inside to unlock an underground lock, after which several people crawled down the hole.
After reaching the basement, the Prince turned on the light, and what came into view was a large array of wires and various small smelting furnaces. On the rack at the forefront hung an impressive suit of armor, which was already 80% similar to the Emperor's armor, but some parts did not meet the technical standard so they had to be altered in style.
"Wow!!"
