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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 Angel of the British Empire

One week ago, in the city of Sinop of the Ottoman Empire. The wounded soldiers who fought in the battle of Alma were being tended by the nurses and doctors in the hospital. The one who was managing the hospital is none other than the daughter of the Prime Minister of the British Empire, Penelope Ascart.

Despite heavy opposition from her father, she still managed to convince him, saying that she'll only stay in the backline tending the soldiers. 

She is currently in the surgery room, extracting bullets from one of the soldiers that got hit in his belly. 

She stood over the wounded soldier, her hands steady and precise as she prepared for the delicate surgery ahead. She had spent years training as a surgeon, and now, as she looked down at the man lying on the table before her, she felt a sense of calm settle over her.

"Alright, let's get started," she said, her voice firm and professional as she signaled for her assistants to begin prepping the patient.