Joe unaware but conscious of the discussions taking place in the 'real world', continued his work swiftly coding and debugging sections of code in the corner of the cafe for over an hour and a half, also coding in helpful tidbits that came to mind along the way. The cafe was still mostly empty with a few people coming in and out as most of the villagers were still tangling with the players and tending to their Jobs, the people who came in asked Emily about this lostworlder she called them in the corner and said not to mind them and that he's in the middle of something, also telling them about the other things he has done for them. An hour into the programing session he received a notification that he ignored while he continued programming the groundwork for the new program that he was making.
After he put on the final touches on the program, for now at least, he now looked at the notification that he received.
'mental command: Display notification'
To this, he received the answer,
{title received: Lostworlder}
{Lostworlder:
rank: coal (100-5000)
description: The people of the alternate realm have heard of your trials and tribulations and recognise your good deeds
effect: due to your good deeds you will receive a 30 - 50% discount on any transactions with people who have heard of your tail.}
Upon reading that, Joe smiled slightly. Firstly, because his title system worked and second because of the effects. Regarding titles, Joe thought that they were a good idea but weren't fit for his uses. Regularly, titles would be given after a specific action was completed and then others would be subject to its effects, his, however, accurately described how others viewed him only applying to those that have heard of him and the rank denoting what type and how many people know of said title, with coal(100-5000); copper(5000-100,000); silver(100,000-10,000,000); gold(10,000,000-1,000,000,000); platinum(1,000,000,000- 100,000,000,000); star(100,000,000,000-100,000,000,000,000); and galactic(100,000,000,000,000< ) denoting good titles and the amount of people that know about them. And tinder(100-5000); blood(5000-100,000); ruby(100,000-10,000,000); obsidian(10,000,000-1,000,000,000); monstrous(1,000,000,000- 100,000,000,000); tyrant(100,000,000,000-100,000,000,000,000); and galactic horror(100,000,000,000,000< ) denoting bad titles. Saying that these titles are good or bad is a misconception, a better way of putting it would be titles that either bring hope, joy and sympathy or fear, dread or anger in the person that knows them, like the title 'pirates bane' for example, that would have a 'bad' rank of blood or ruby potentially with a paralysing effect as he could be known for slaughtering all pirates he came across without mercy with tales of his rampage making it's way to the ears of most pirates. Although objectively the title is good, it gets a bad rank due to the perception of the target regarding it.
Now the title that he just received implies that most of the people in the village know about what he has done and want to express their gratitude and sympathy toward him by offering him discounts. So in the future, he won't need to spend as much to keep his arrangement stable, and potentially make future plans easier.
Now that he had that out the way, he could now get to try the program that he just made that he has elected to call virtual studios.
Before he started, he called out to Emily who was currently working at the counter," Hey, I'm about to start doing something, I shouldn't affect anything here though it might look like I'm moving weirdly or other stuff like that, just a heads up."
"Ok thanks" Emily replied while looking at him with curiosity about what he is going to do.
"Ok then," Joe replied before continuing," verbal command: run virtual studios"
After Joe uttered the command he found himself in the centre of a white cylindrical room 10 meters in radius, the ambient light gave the room a fresh and futuristic look, currently standing on a raised orange platform that had a metallic shine being 2.5 meters across 10 centimetres higher than the rest of the room, with basic control panels in front and behind him that reached up to a comfortable height to use, with the controls in front of him connecting to the widescreen monitor on the wall covering a section 15 meters wide and 4 meters high with the rest of the wall being 5.5 meters tall. There was a small orange railing leading down either side with a black path leading to the rest of the room that had a metallic black floor, with a 25 cm white band between the raised platform and the rest of the floor and the rest of the floor and the outer wall, with where the wall meets the floor having a 0.75 meter tall grey trim leading 30 cm out the wall that any future consoles in the room could slot into, with 3 black bands lining the top of the trim following parallel to the wall to where the trim arcs to meet the wall, other than that it was currently just a plain room.
Joe looked around before putting his hands on the console in front of him and ran his hands across it, feeling all the buttons and switches before taking a step down into the rest of the room and making a loop around it while slightly laughing to himself. This was it, his internal control station that he used extensively throughout the years, although quite barren as he had just programed it, but this was defiantly it, his command centre brought to life.
Joe walked back up to the console in the centre of the room and re-familiarise himself with the controls again as it was one thing using them in your mind and another using it in person. These controls had many similarities to that of the keyboards used on earth, in the centre of the console at least, as to both his sides there were characters that weren't used on earth. Not that Joe had made up a new language or something crazy like that, but he had an instinctual feel as to how to use them. As for how we use letters to build up words those characters could be used to build up aspects of concepts, like with things you can imagine and experience but there simply aren't the words to describe it or to describe it well.
Trying to program this room and the things that use it as a groundwork from the outside would be extremely difficult, however in here where he had full range and freedom of expression of how he could program all the different things, he only needed to program the room with the bare minimum to then be able to program the rest of the things from the inside as and when he needed them.
After spending another 20 minutes programing more functionality into the room such that he was satisfied for now, he opened the program creation page that he had just created and set up some metadata on some of the programs that he wanted to make, adding; mana forge, battle simulator, workshop, and architecture studios. Currently, these didn't contain any code as he just created them but were what he had on the books for some of the things he wanted to program next.
Outside, however, Joe was standing in the middle of the room when he uttered his verbal command and as his mind moved off to this virtual space that he just made for himself his body stayed exactly where it was. But just after he gave his command, Emily and the few other customers that were in the cafe saw an unusual sight as the colour of the indents that represented where his eyes should be turned dark-ish purple with small motes of the same coloured flames forming around the eyepieces, and if someone were to look into those them then they would see a vague reflection of the room that Joe had created. This was not the only change, the more prominent and noticeable change was the thin techno lines that were forming like channels all over his skin ending with nodes at prominent areas with a majority of the ones visible being on his palm and finger-tips. The markings developed all over his body and even onto his mask, however, most of them were blocked from view by the clothes and armour that he was wearing. The aura that he had about him changed slightly, not enough for a regular person to pick up but to the residents of this world who were able to easily pick up the aura that those not of their world emitted they were able to notice this minute change. They had a feeling that his body was now slightly more aloof than it was before, like his body was somewhat somewhere else but here at the same time, tied to that spot.
After a few seconds of him just standing there, they saw him reach his hand out and to their surprise, faint motes of mana came from his body seemingly following the green channels, though visible just outside his arms and flowed out of the nodes on his fingers to form a blue outline of something, and in the next moment he moved his hand in front of him revelling more of these outlines that they couldn't recognise the use of, but bore the closest resemblance to rumours they heard of, of a clockwork magus and their works. The outlines lasted a few seconds before they disappeared as the motes of mana uses to form them did not dissipate but moved to form other outlines elsewhere.
It was then that he started to move frightening people that he might walk into the tables and chairs that were around him, however, counter to their expectations instead of bumping into the chairs and tables he simply walked straight through them giving great shock and surprise to everyone, it was like looking at an image of what he was doing while he was somewhere else. They all looked on with curiosity as he made his way through the cafe passing through tables and chairs, however, his image completely disappeared when he clipped through a wall and couldn't be seen outside after the image went through the shop front before appearing again as he reemerged from the wall making his way towards the centre of the room.
The partial outlines of the panel that they saw before reappeared as he started to interact with it as well as faint outlines of a similar panel behind him. After a minute or two, he started interacting with the panel outline more often as if he was using it for something, with motes of blue mana periodically condensing and dissipating around the room as he continuously interacted with the panel for quite a while before deciding to take a break as he moved his hands away from the panel and seemed to take a look around what was in front of him before going back to the panel again and used it more casually this time also making use of hand gestures before stopping again and taking a step back.
The lines on his body suddenly shone brighter before almost completely fading away as well as the dark purple flames around where his eyes should be disappearing before suddenly being transported half a step forward to where he was before, suddenly uttering the first noise he made on the outside this entire experience,
"Well, that went easier than expected."
"So what was it that you were doing in there?" Emily asked Joe as she still didn't quite get what he was doing just then.
"What do you mean?" Joe tilted his head in confusion as he had no idea what happened on the outside just now.
"What was the thing you were interacting with, we could see faint outlines but couldn't see any details" Emily replied.
"Oh, so you could see that huh," Joe said aloud to himself," That was part of the GUI that I was saying about earlier as it's easier to visualise what I'm doing than to do it using the screen and keypad you saw earlier."
"Oh, sure then," Emily replied, "So what are you going to do now?" Emily asked.
"I will probably have an explore around the village before going back to the outworlders world as I'm sure that my body there should be getting hungry," Joe replied in a cheerful manner as he was still happy with himself for recreating all the things he had with minimal effort.
"Ok then, see you soon and have a nice day," Emily said in a cheerful tone as Joe left the building.
Joe left the building and saw that the time was only 3:30 on Cardashia local to where he was, determined by his universal counter that he made with the creation of his system and determined that he could probably go another hour before needing to go back and feed his actual body. So Joe went around the village and familiarized himself with its layout and located some key stores that he would need to visit in the future. Along the way, he did attract some attention from the others due to the notorious fist shattering incident that he caused but other than that the scene is what you would expect on the first day of the restart of any game, a mad dash for resources and people forming parties while bartering to obtain equipment. Joe laughed slightly at the mad dash of the others as it was slightly funny to watch 15-year-olds pile over each other to get a kill or quest, that thanks' to him were now being given out in a much less stressful manner, but mostly that all of that was trials and tribulations that he would not have to face.
Joe stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the rest of the crowd to the agents in the village who were trying to glean as much information about him as they could. However, they were confused to see that he was not even attempting the follow the rest of the flow to get equipment and go out to grind monsters, instead seems to be taking a leisurely stroll around the village. They were unsure if he logged off the past two hours or was somewhere in the village as they lost him after the confrontation from before.
After that confrontation, they were ordered to find out as much about this individual as they could and were looking for him ever since, and now they were slightly frustrated that they had to watch him happily taking a stroll, as none of them have worked up the courage to face that man directly, as they had to follow orders whether they liked them or not but that aura that he gave off before even though not directed at them gave them a feeling of impending doom and imminent life-threatening danger even beyond just the alternate realm and as such none of them want any part in being adversarial to him again.
Joe spent some time looking around the village, familiarising himself with the layout of the village and introducing himself to the locals. After Joe had explored the village he went back to vendors' street and went into one of the alleys and sat down as he let out a deep sigh.
"verbal command: dismiss sword," Joe said making the sword that had been on his back the whole time disappear.
"Second day of madness has went better than expected," Joe said with exasperation in his modulated voice.
"Exiting the alternate realm," Joe stated firmly as he did on his way in.
{Alternate realm transfer routine wants to transport user's soul, does user wish to accept Y/N ?}
"Yes," Joe said before his vision turned dark and he awoke inside his dome of protection that he set up half imbedded in a slope under a tree with low hanging branches, just after he woke up he felt an immense wave of hunger fall over him since he hadn't eaten since yesterday. After quickly checking his radar and seeing that there was no one remotely close to him, he muttered,
"Verbal command: retrieve pasty" to which the blue wave-like flame reappeared leaving a pastie after it which fell slightly into joe's hand, to which he thought 'yes, yes, I can transfer things between both worlds' before immediately following with,
"verbal command: convert 0.15 mana per second to heat for 5 seconds 0.5 to 7 cm parallel to the left hand" and with that, the green techno lines on his left hand and arm lit up as a small stream of mana came out of the nodes on his palm and fingertips before making its way up slightly and turning red before dissipating into heat mostly inside the pasty that evenly heated so that it was cooked all the way through before starting to eat it, ' the benefit to making your own stuff' joe thought, ' you can use methods for making spells individually to do things that you don't have spells for yet, though you do have to wing it a bit.'
Joe spent some time eating before condensing a cup of water to drink. After that, he opened up the atomic database and the materials database and looked at their progress, seeing that it was going along nicely though slowing down as the task was becoming exponentially more complex per cycle, he then checked on his mana cells and saw that the one he checked on earlier was full and in his inventory and a new one was in its place charged to 15,167/100,000. satisfied with that he called,
"Verbal command: activate spectator," creating this orb in front of him that he moved above the trees before calling,
"Verbal command: run visual studios."