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Creating an Industrial Empire in 19th Century Parallel World

In a tragic accident, mechanical engineer Poul Nielsen and his best friend, civil engineer Jonathan Axelsen, are killed when a truck crashes into the coffee shop where they were hanging out. Suddenly, they find themselves transmigrated to a parallel world in the late 19th-century country of Avalonia. In this world, they'll need to work tirelessly to earn enough pennies to survive. But they won't settle for just getting by - they want to become the Edison, the Chrysler, the Rockefeller, the Carnegie, the Ford, and the Westinghouse of this new world. In a world without electricity, Poul and Jonathan decide to start an electric power distribution company. But that's not enough - they also want to build appliances and motors to make their business profitable. They see the opportunity to revolutionize ground transportation, and they start an automotive manufacturing company. They tackle huge infrastructure projects such as metro stations, skyscrapers, bridges, tunnels, and dams by starting their own civil engineering firm. They even invest in the arms manufacturing industry. But the road to success won't be easy. Fierce competition awaits them, as robber barons are willing to do everything to crush their competitors. Predator against predator, and government intervention. Poul and Jonathan must use all their engineering expertise and business acumen to navigate this treacherous landscape. Join Poul and Jonathan on their journey to become the wealthiest men in the world in a parallel universe where anything is possible.

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The Consequences of Actions

After a meeting in the White House, Poul, and Jonathan scurried out of the hallway escorted by the guards. Outside the White House, they entered an automobile, which will then take them to the train station.

"Where are my thousand bucks?" Jonathan asked as he extended his hand toward Poul. 

"What do you mean?" Poul asked, simply glancing at Jonathan's hand.

"Oi, we have a bet to which you lose," Jonathan explained.

"I don't know what you are talking about," Poul averted his gaze and looked out of the window. 

"So that's how you want to play it huh? Well, I wasn't serious about the bet anyways so even if you win, I wouldn't give you a thousand bucks," Jonathan said, reeling his hand away from Poul and letting out a small chuckle. "Ah…so another compromise to be made huh? Selling wooden biplanes to the Japanese to ensure peace between our beloved country and the Japanese Empire."