Spending My Retirement In A Game Chapter 677
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The old man packed up all the clothes that he had made at the heavenly Tailoring Workshop and stuffed them into his item storage. Well, he made them at the tailoring workshop, but he finished them at the Enchanting Workshop, since he still added stitched enchantments to all of the items.
But now that Eisen put the items into item storage, there really wasn't all that much space left in there after all of the items that he made here in this Divine Realm.
Luckily, he only had two workshops left to visit. Argalan's Masonry workshop, and Ramsay's Workshop. But since neither would take up much more space, since at neither of them he would make any new items, he figured that he should really make use of any sort of space he had at hand. The old man said goodbye to Kulox and flew away from her Enchanting Workshop, and then made his way over toward the next place he would work at.
Since Ramsay's place seemed to be a good spot to end this all, the old man flew over to the Masonry Workshop.
To his surprise, the workshop wasn't any bigger than the others, on the outside at least. But when Eisen stepped inside, it was like he stepped into a whole new town, incredibly, incredibly wide and long-stretching. The buildings here could be found in numerous sizes and styles, all mixed together. Some of them had people working on it, others were already finished.
Eisen stretched his wings out once more and lifted up above this town hidden inside of the workshop. The old man searched for the place where he should find Argalan and made his way over there. But in this case, it really wasn't as straightforward as he thought. There was a small tower in the center of this town that seemed to be the 'Altar' of this workshop, where the workstations of the other lesser gods could be found. But in this case, it didn't seem like Eisen would be able to find Argalan there. At the very least, he landed there and looked around a bit, not finding anyone around in the slightest beside the angels that were standing guard around here.
And so, Eisen left a Camera-Bat unit here and made sure to keep watch on one of his screens so that he could be aware when exactly Argalan returned to the tower. Meanwhile, he did the main thing that he wanted to do here in the first place in order to upgrade his portable shop, and that was to look around for certain methods that those that dedicated their life to Masonry and Architecture might have.
After all, amongst all of the disciplines that Eisen had learned in his life, Masonry was amongst the ones that he obviously had the least amount of experience with. He built his own house in the other world and helped repair some of the buildings here in this one, and then also made the few portable houses that he handed out, but beside that, there was nothing that Eisen could really say helped his experience properly.
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As such, he figured that the souls here might be able to give him a bit of insight into different techniques, if they were happy to divulge them at least. Most crafting skills had some sort of magical aspect deeply imbued into them that could be used to increase the performance of the item.
For example, with Blacksmithing it was possible to fold mana into metals, and with tailoring it was to use special threads and methods to interweave mana into your cloth. It didn't seem like it would be possible to really add something like that to buildings. Materials with magic in them were powerful, sure, but they were often physically a lot more brittle and weak than regular materials were. That being the case, it didn't seem logical to add such possibly more brittle materials to a building.
But soon, the old man realized that what the people here did was actually rather simple. They didn't really do anything special at all, they were just creating regular buildings, sometimes using more special materials. And of course, while the techniques were often ones that Eisen didn't really see being used anywhere as of late, they weren't anything that was never seen before. However, what made them rather unique then again was just that they were techniques that have existed for more than a hundred thousand years.
The souls that lived here taught them to the next that came, and they came to keep existing here in this realm where all that counted was the beauty of the product rather than actual functionality. Old and new mixed together. This ancient modernity was something beautiful to behold. Sadly, if Eisen wanted to really make use of this in the slightest, then he would have to recreate his workshop from the bottom up.
And even then, they most likely wouldn't add anything to the overall structure itself. It wouldn't give him any more benefits than it already did now, and it certainly wouldn't improve his mindset as he was working.
But nonetheless, this gave Eisen inspiration for something else. Inspiration for how he should recreate his Kingdom.
Immediately, the old man opened up his item storage in an open spot and pulled out the boxes with the Camera-Bot units again, setting them free in a similar fashion as he did in Mystor's realm.
They flooded throughout the space, trying not to disturb anyone as they were working, and helped Eisen copy and store all of the structures around him. And just when he had finished copying around half of this town, managing to see a lot more amazingly beautiful, unique structures that had been built all over inside of this place, Eisen noticed that someone had approached him from behind.
He turned around and looked at the figure in front of him. It was a man that stood at a bit more than two and a half meters tall, with long log-like arms and legs. And Eisen recognized him right off the bat as well, after all, he did see him once before.
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This was Argalan, the Lesser God of Masonry, and a former half-god that ascended to full godhood under his divine parent, Silmos. The other half beside that of Silmos was a Titan, in this case. Hence, he wasn't as tall as a regular Titan would be, while still being a fair bit taller than the average height of any other race of people.
He looked down at Eisen, while the old man noticed what he held in his hand. It was a Camera-Rat that he had scooped up while it was scanning the area, "Ya know, it's kinda rude to just scan this stuff to copy it later." The lesser God pointed out as he threw the camera-rat over to Eisen, who caught it with a smile on his face.
"Well, I wasn't planning on copying any of the buildings. Rather, to let me be inspired by their style. It's rather unique, you have to admit." Eisen said bluntly. Argalan didn't have to think long before nodding his head and stretching his hand out.
"Fair enough." He replied as the two men shook each other's hand, "Just make sure ya really don't copy anythin'. That's just as rude as if I were to copy an item you forged."
"Of course, I'm aware. But you see, a close friend of mine currently has an ability that allows her to scan different things in much detail. If her and I work together, I think we may be able to define the new, unique styles of architecture that can be found here. And these styles that are practically the amalgamation of a hundred thousand years of experience are surely perfect for a country led by five immortal beings, don't you think?"
Argalan crossed his arms for a moment in thought before nodding his head, "Hm... Progress is to be made by the living. The dead can combine their knowledge, but they can't further it. It's in their nature. It would be interesting to see what the living can turn this style into." The God of Masonry pointed out with a slightly smug, curious smile, and Eisen really couldn't help but agree.
"Absolutely. And especially now that those from the other world can add their influence as well. After all, the architecture in my original world is much different to what can be found here too. It's quite intriguing, isn't it?"
"Architecture from another world, huh...?" Argalan muttered, "I heard that you weren't allowed to influence the architecture in this world all that much in your lifetime, only in specific ways you were told to... That means we never really experienced that." The god pointed out, and Eisen immediately nodded his head.
"Exactly. So would it be alright for you if my Camera-Bots continued so that I can spread this beautiful architectural style throughout my Kingdom?"
"Hm... I guess there ain't anything to say against that. Continue, then."
"Thank you, they're already finished." Eisen replied with a light smile on his face. The Camera-Rats and Camera-Bats already gathered at his place and soon disappeared inside of their specific boxes again, before Eisen placed them back into his item storage.
"Now, I heard that you were doing some work at the others' workshops these past few days. Then why are you here, exactly?" Argalan inquired curiously, and Eisen quickly explained the situation. There wasn't really that much to explain in the end, just that he had made some portable structures, one of which he had planned to upgrade here, although he chose not to do so after seeing this place.
"Hm... That's a shame. I'd have loved to see ya work on somethin'." The lesser God pointed out with a lightly disappointed expression, and Eisen smiled back, "Well, if you've got any smaller project that you're working on, I could help out if you want."
Intrigued by that suggestion, the god nodded his head, "I do have something small, if you're really interested..."
"Of course I am, otherwise I wouldn't have said so." Eisen pointed out, and Argalan looked back at him with an intrigued expression, "Alright, then just come with me." The lesser God suggested.
Eisen did as he said, and at a quick pace, he followed along. To Eisen's surprise, it seemed like they made their way through this whole, giant town in just a few steps. At the very least, the tower in the center was far in front of him before, and now it was far behind him, and he certainly didn't take any turns, and just walked in a straight line.
Just a few moments later, the two of them, plus Ambriel of course, stopped at a small open spot. Maybe twenty meters on each side.
"We're working on something here. Let's get to work, huh?"
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