After seeing Cheadle off, Odin gave the matter little more thought. He sat down on the sofa, took out a sphere, and studied it.
Inside it lay an immense miniature universe. Within that universe was a star system Odin had modeled after the Solar System from his previous life, and within that system was a deep blue planet.
He had named this planet Blue Star, rather than using the name of his former planet.
Large numbers of humans had evolved on it. In its central plains, perhaps by coincidence, or perhaps because of Odin's unconscious interference, something familiar had emerged.
The people there lived much like those in Odin's former country, except that they were all people of antiquity.
Their nations were developing, and the people had already built cities and established armies.
Conflicts were breaking out everywhere, and wars had already begun.
The feudal lords of the Warring States period were locked in battle. Armies formed ranks on the plains, with archers arranged in three rows at the front and spearmen waiting behind them.
War chariots lined the front of the formation. The soldiers aboard them gripped long dagger-axes, their eyes tense.
A general stood on a rise, holding up a command flag.
Behind him, mounted messengers waited, ready to ride out with his orders at any moment.
An army stood opposite them, flying different banners but arranged in a similar formation.
The two armies faced off, their drums shaking the heavens.
Odin's interest was piqued, even though he could annihilate the entire universe within the sphere with a thought.
Even though a casual strike from him could slaughter both armies.
Still, Odin was full of curiosity about this sort of primitive combat.
After all, he had only seen ancient armies fighting in television dramas before. He had never