Reincarnated as an Imperial Prince
A scientific genius named Thomas Harrier was transmigrated to an imperial prince body after a car accident that took his life. He found out that he is in a world similar to our own with a timeline akin to early twentieth century. The body that he is occupying was the imperial prince of a failing empire who suddenly rose to power after a successful assassination attempt of his father. Unaware that the attack is just the beginning of what is to come. He faces many challenges throughout. Will Thomas Harrier be able to live his second life in peace while running an empire and getting it back to its former glory? Or will he succumb into a conspiracy lurking within the country's borders? Expect some: Cold war era techs. Super battleship with advanced electronics, propulsion, and fire control systems? Helicopters? Missiles? Modern medicines and equipment? AC-130? A nuke? Challenger or Abrams or Leopard? F-4 Phantom or MIG-21? Colored TV's. Everything!!! Donation link: https://ko-fi.com/sorryimjustdiamond PS. Cover not mine, I just found it on google. If you are the owner and want me to take it down, then you can reach me in the comment section.
Wonders of Computers
"Aside from it being similar to the clanky metal box, what else do you see?" Alexander inquired Philip whose eyes were scanning the box.
"It has a lot of buttons, Your Majesty," Philip pointed.
"That's true and do you know what the functions of these buttons are?" Alexander asked again, his hand waving over the terminal.
"I'm afraid I have no clue, Your Majesty," Philip said, frowning. Alexander sighed; this is the response he had expected.
"Okay, these are push-buttons with different functions. I will demonstrate to you briefly how microchips such as this on the screen are designed," Alexander began and pushed a button on the terminal.
Philip's eyes widened as the drawing on the terminal screen vanished suddenly, concerned that Alexander might've done something wrong in the terminal that would make the effort of the man working gone, he inquired.
"Your Majesty...where did that drawing go?!" Philip asked worryingly.