THE TRASH PRINCE'S SYSTEM

CHAPTER 2: THE REBIRTH

Kadai Tadahisa, a handsome and highly skilled 29 year old engineer working for Nahori Weapons, one of the top weapons manufacturing companies in Japan, sat at his cubicle late at night in Nagoya, after finishing a hearty meal of hot Americano, lightly salted boiled green beans, pan-fried dumplings, Japanese style fried chicken, sashimi, and ramyun, which he ordered from a nearby cafe that operated 24/7.

Damn it. I'm so tired. Being one of the top engineers in this company means I get paid higher than the rest of my peers, and I get to work on cool projects like this, but at what cost? Exhaustion and overwork? Perhaps I should resign, or even take a day off for a few days.

Kadai thought groggily as his heavily lidded eyes that betrayed a lack of proper sleeping hours looked at the blueprints for a sniper rifle that could fire both exploding submachine rounds and incendiary grenades in rapid-fire succession, named the Barrage Storm 1 sniper rifle.

“ I must make sure there are no defects in the design as part of the quality control before the testing phase. A jammed trigger or a malfunctioning scope could mean life or death for soldiers out on the battlefield. This is a top secret project the company entered into with the Japanese Self Defense forces. I can't afford to let my boss down and shame the entire company in front of the top Japanese military brass.“

Kadai mumbled to himself as he meticulously checked the blueprints he designed once more.

Good. The weapons are a go. Wait till the Head Engineer sees this beauty. I see no defects in the blueprints at all. But I’m feeling really sleepy right now. That damned hot cup of super strong Americano coffee I ordered for dinner earlier has no effect at all despite that much caffeine.

Kadai thought to himself as made a P*F copy of the blueprints, and emailed the blueprints to the Head Engineer.

After Kadai hit send, he felt his eyes shutting down, and his body slumping on the cubicle where he sat, with the computer still turned on.

The last thing he thought before his body shut down was perhaps this is the end for me. Kadai Tadahisa, a highly skilled engineer with military background, dying of overwork in one of the best weapons manufacturing companies in Japan. At least I have no regrets since I died doing what I love. If there ever is a rebirth, I wish I’d be reborn to someplace where I can make lots of changes as the main character, with my skills and knowledge intact.

When Kadai next opened his eyes, he found himself in the body of a trashy third prince of the powerful Thaloria Kingdom named Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria, Lord Protector of Frostmark Province who got banished to Frostmark Province by Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria’s father, His Majesty The King Alexander Cain Thaloria a few days ago.

So this is like one of those reincarnation manhwas I always loved to read when off duty, and during weekends. How predictable. But first things first, time to take notice of the situation of this place, and the situation I’m in right now.

His instincts honed by his elite military training, and years of working for Nahori Weapons, one of the best weapons manufacturing firms in Japan instantly kicked in, his sharp viper eyes glancing all over the place.

This place is a remote and desolate border province, and I’m stationed in a border town whose size is no more than a trading outpost. The technology used here is primitive, and if I were to take a guess, it is a queer mixture of technology from the 1200s to the 1700s, but the clothes they wear are quite advanced for their time, which means the people here have advanced sewing skills. The map shows that this province is large, and rich in resources, but underdeveloped, and the only traces of civilization are some fortified settlements here and there. It must be because this place is rich in the rare and highly coveted Umbralith ore, whose Anti-Magic properties are the natural nemesis of the Holy Mages, so the Church appointed their own men here to guard against that weakness. I can sense danger, and traces of magic in the air. Mages and magical creatures I only see on television and read about in manhwas are obviously common in this place. Looks like this place is vulnerable to raids and sudden attacks from wild shadow beasts that live in the forest which straddles the land border with Shadowvale Kingdom, in the north, and pirate raiders from the sea border with Starhaven Kingdom in the South.

His eyes fell on the Third Prince’s belongings, and the disarray on which the Third Prince placed his luxurious clothes, drinks and food everywhere in his room spoke volumes.

So I’m now in the body of a trash third prince, but the Thaloria Royal Family is rich, and the kingdom they rule controls a lot of resources. It is evident on the quality of the food, clothes and drinks. But I can't stay as a trash for long, since winter will come sooner or later, and when it comes, there will be starvation, massive panic from the residents in this fortress, and border raids. To make it worse Lord Krakenfell often raids along the shorelines of Frostmark Province during times of political instability. There is a moderate food supply and water supply now, but it will become scarce during the winter. Even the security here is a joke. Perhaps there is something I can do to eventually reverse the situation.

He was suddenly jolted out of his thoughts when what looked like a Blueprints System, with a set of blueprints and what looked like a digital holographic interface that only he could see appeared out of thin air right in front of him.

“Ding! Congratulations, Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria. You now have the Illegally Modified Blueprints System. With this System, you can now access modern blueprints from your previous life, with illegal modifications that would have angered world governments in your previous life, of course. You can instantly make blueprints materialize out of thin air. You can also make the item specified in those blueprints materialize out of thin air, and make the exact amount of funds needed to appear out of thin air if you have to hire someone to make the item for you. Use it wisely. “

Prince Cain Vailtair, also known as Kadai Tadahisa in his previous life, checked the digital holographic System interface.

He checked the stats on the System screen.

“Name: Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria

Age:19

All Blueprints Unlocked

Blueprints Available:

Weaponry

Masonry

Woodworking

Metal-working

Agriculture

Fisheries

Animal Breeding

Education

Healthcare

Fashion

Cryptocurrency

Government Systems

Transportation

Entertainment

Gadgets And Appliances

Electronics

Foods & Drinks

Banking

Modern Housing

Plumbing System

Modern Comforts & Modern Amenities

Waste Disposal Systems

Communication Systems

Merchant Guild Systems

Proper Police Force

Factories

The Internet

Space Age

Phone, Computer, Tablets, & Accessories

Electricity Grid

If you want an item/blueprint to materialize just select any of the blueprints mentioned under any of these categories.

Just Tap The Blueprint To Materialize The Blueprint

Make The Item Appear

Make The Funds Appear

If You Want Situation Analysis, Ask Away, and I Will Answer.”

Wow. So this is a very convenient System to have. I was expecting a System with a lot of quests before unlocking the blueprints, similar to all those manhwa and manhuas I read before, but this is clearly meant just as a tool. And everything is unlocked, ready to use, and easy to understand. On top of that, I can even make items materialize out of nothing, and funds out of nothing. This will come in handy, when the funding from the royal crown will get cut off. That reminds me, the FrostMark Province Secretaries are inept, corrupt, and care more for their pockets than they do this place. Also, it was the Pope, the Duchess and the Crown Prince who arranged for them to be appointed before I came here. I have no wish to go through all those oppositions which will be a pain to deal with later on. I might as well craft myself a gun, some combat knives, bombs, and proper military gear, kill them now, and save myself all the trouble later. It just so happens that they are feasting and drinking like there’s no tomorrow at the Feast Hall of this fortress. Saves me the time of hunting them one by one. It's best to start with weapons of the 1500s to 1800s, and modify them a bit, so I don't draw too much attention to myself.

Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria thought to himself as he deftly navigated the digital interface of the System, made an illegally modified 50 caliber musket with a scope, enhanced range, rapid-fire mechanism, rapid reloading mechanism, shot exploding bullets appear out of thin air. He also made an illegally modified 50 caliber flintlock pistol, which had an enhanced range, rapid fire mechanism, rapid reloading mechanism, and shot exploding bullets. Apart from that, he made a gun holster for his flintlock, and a sling for his musket, so he could sling it around his back, and a full pouch for bullets. He also made for himself two lightweight combat knives in the style of the 1700s, but made of reinforced steel, with sleek, elegant handles, and tips dipped in the poison of a basilisk. He crafted combat knife shears which he attached to his darkener khaki military uniform. He also made for himself combat boots, military uniform, dark military pants, military vest, and military helmet, which are all adorned with Umbralith decorations, buttons, and insignia to protect him from the wrath of the Holy Mages, nobility who favored the Holy Church, and soldiers of the Holy Church.

After he finished crafting all those items, he put them on, tidied up his room, replaced the cabinet, clothes, bedding, chair, table, mirror pen, and sheets of paper on his table using his System. He even crafted for himself a non-electric typewriter, so that he could quickly send letters, make notes and commands when he was pressed for time.

Now is the time to confront those sly, corrupt, and disloyal bastards of the Church, and put an end to them once and for all.

Prince Cain Vailtair thought as he unslung his musket, made sure it was locked and loaded, ran towards the Feast Hall of Winterkeep, and kicked the door of the Feast Hall down.