Spending My Retirement In A Game

Eisen walked through all of the carriages until he reached the one at the very end. It was just a 'blank' transport carriage that was filled with a few materials and provisions that would be needed that Eisen didn't feel necessary to store in the main spaces they belonged to.

But the reason why he came here wasn't to do anything with these materials and items, though as he walked past, he did grab one of the chairs stacked up in the corner of the room.

And then, he walked out to the small balcony-like platform at the end of the carriage. It actually had a slightly smaller interior compared to the other ones to make space for this. The old man placed the chair down and took a seat, crossing his legs as he looked toward the sunset.

Currently, the train was travelling across one of the bridges between the islands. The salty ocean air filled Eisen's lungs as the bright sunlight made the curving rails almost shine. This was the third bridge that they were crossing. For the first one, Eisen was still a bit anxious that something was going to happen, but by now, he had gotten used to it a bit more.

The former Eisen had done many things, but there was still always a limit to what he was allowed to create. Something like this wasn't on the list.

Of course, there were some enormous, impressive constructs spread throughout this world that Eisen likely played a part in creating, but this still felt different. There were so many new, different factors and dangers involved. Those old structures? Eisen didn't care if they fell apart into disrepair. Frankly, if that happened, that was probably a better outcome at the end of the day.

It was what Samuel had wanted to happen. It fit the image of the world he had in mind.

But these bridges? They had to last a long, long time. If they broke, it could potentially cause injury or even death in many, many people, and that was something that Eisen wasn't willing to let happen. Of course, accidents always happened, but in a world where all sorts of magic existed, that wasn't something that Eisen wanted to accept.

If there were ways to fly and to cut apart mountains, then there had to be ways to make sure that a train was as safe as it possibly could be.

"But... I promised not to worry about that for now," the old man let out a long sigh, leaning back in the chair. He took a sip of the glass of whiskey that he had brought with him, continuing to look at the horizon and the island slowly disappearing behind it, "I wonder what else I can make in this world, now that I don't have to hold back."

There were a few things that Eisen had in mind already, of course. Phones, for one; a way for people across this world to connect with each other and communicate instantly. Maybe making computers wouldn't be a bad idea in that sense either. Communcation technology in general was a good thing to introduce.

Then there were modern appliances, and things that would make the lives of people easier all across the world. But as more people used those appliances, the more it was necessary to provide the people with the energy that was needed.

Due to the fact that most technologies were most likely going to be constructed using enchantments instead of regular electroncis, maybe creating a power-grid that could be used to spread mana to individual households could be a good idea.

"Though... I shouldn't understimate electronics either," the old man thought to himself. It was actually a rather easy process to turn mana into electrical energy, due to the transmutable nature of mana.

It did require some special and slightly advanced applications of Alchemy and specifically transmutation, but in exchange, it was easy to mass-produce small objects that could turn mana into electricity. Of course, it was also possible to turn mana into 'electric magic', but that was a whole different thing once again.

It was still magic at the end of the day and behaved quite differently to regular electricity from what Xenia had told him, though he didn't perfectly understand the specifics behind it.

Regular electronics like they existed on earth definitely had their benefits, so maybe trying to find a way to combine both of those concepts wasn't a bad idea. There should be plenty of engineers or computer scientists here playing the 'game'. They could be recruited easily enough to make use of their know-how.

He could even try to ask Tony if he wanted to join and help out, but he seemed hesitant to actually start playing the game. Eisen didn't want to push him to do so either, so he just let it be when he noticed his son's apprehension. But he really would be a massive help, even if it was just through things he could do while staying on earth the whole time.

Noticing what he was doing right now, Eisen let out a long sigh, "I guess I just can't stop myself, can I?" he muttered. He had promised to try and relax and not think about things like this too much. He had promised to relax, and that was what he was here for. To enjoy the train ride and watch the beautiful scenery unfold around him. He wasn't here to plot out the future right now.

The ride would just take about a day anyway, so it was a good idea to just take the opportunity to take it easy.

Eisen took in one more long breath of the fresh ocean air, as a soft smile formed on his lips.

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The train came to a smooth halt. Eisen stepped out from the train carriage and down the steps as its side, stretching a bit when his feet touched solid ground again. He found himself inside of the train station of the harbor island in the direction of the giants' country.

That being the case, the island itself was covered in a large, thick forest and was inhabited by a number of different bird-like monsters. One of these species was humanoid and could communicate, and were integrating into Asgard quite well.

The train station fit very well onto the island; it was made completely of wood and provided a number of pillars across the ceiling that the different bird species could perch on.

The walls and ceiling were also covered in large openings that were built in a way to still protect from weather while allowing the native species to move in and out however they wanted to, whether by flying or by walking.

As he stepped out from the train, Eisen was greeted by a few of the natives, who had lowered their heads in front of his. They all had features similar to those of an eagle. One of them soon raised his head again. His feathers were decorated with jewelry placed carefully into his plumage.

"We greet his Majesty, Eisen de Grandour," the man said with a sharp, powerful voice. Eisen smiled as he looked back at him.

"Don't worry, I'm not here in an official capacity. I was just making sure that the train properly arrived. I take it that you'll be taking good care of it until the envoys arrive?" The old man asked, as the birdman in front of him quickly nodded.

"Of course. We will be ensuring that the train stays well-protected and in good condition," he replied. The way that he said the word 'train' was a bit awkward since he had clearly never heard of it before, but otherwise he seemed pretty eloquent. Though, Eisen also noticed something else. All these people, as well as the birdfolk hiding out above and nearby, were extremely curious about the train.

Soon, this place would become an important trading-hub, so they had to get used to it. At least they really just seemed curious instead of concerned or anxious. Eisen looked at them with a smile. There were other people that he had to meet with here in town later. It was just decided that the natives were the ones that would actually receive him here. Eisen looked down at his watch.

"There's still some time left, so... do you want to take a closer look?"