After looking at his status window, Christian was disappointed that nothing had changed except for the skill level, and seeing his own level starting to slow down in progress, he thought that maybe he should explore other ways to increase the leveling speed.
Coming back toward the Intermediate Trading skill again, Christian was ready to see if he should start right away.
But as he browsed through the information in his head, he arrived at the cold truth.
He needed a lot of time, especially since he was just starting now and didn't know anything about the market.
And tomorrow was Saturday, meaning the stock exchange market and some others would be closed.
Christian felt sorrowful, his double happiness became double disappointment.
And his though of spending ten seconds clicking at some buttons, then boom! and his money got doubled or tripled. Become just a fading dream now.
Waking up from his depression, Christian decided that today he should try to comfort his broken heart, knowing that tomorrow he'd likely spend all his time working.
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As the day began differently from usual since it was the weekend, Christian had a late breakfast and found himself sitting in the living room with his sister.
With her usual questions about how school was going and if he should at least try going out today, given it was the weekend and perhaps a chance for a change of pace.
Fortunately for him, his sister received a phone call from a friend asking if she was free to go out. And since she was, she decided to head out, leaving Christian free from her usual nagging and with the house all to himself.
Taking out nearly half an hour to prepare herself, even though she was just meeting a girl friend. Christian wasn't sure if he should feel sad for her, but when he noticed her somewhat old clothes, and her worn out bag. He genuinely felt bad and sorry for her, and even a bit guilty.
His clothes for going out, which he mostly don't use, were better than hers. The fact that she prioritized him in everything, really didn't let him know what he should.
Coming down some time later. After dinner with her, Christian went back to his room. But instead of continuing what he was doing, he laid down on his bed.
Staring at the ceiling. At its while color which he preferred. Then turning his head toward the walls, starting from some anime poster, some k-pop idols, to famous singers.
He got to discover that he was tired, not so much physically but mentally.
Working was really not for him, even from the house it seems. He wanted everything to come to him with the least effort possible.
So what should he do? Should he work a little more in trading, then buy some apartments or residential properties and live off the rental income?
But is this really the best option? Like what could he really gain from just rental income? It's not like he will really dapple into the real estate market, and relying solely on rents won't get him very far.
Then what should he do? For the first time in his life, Christian pushed his mind to its limits, searching for an easier path. But what is the easier way out there exactly?
Nearly half an hour later, as Christian stared at the blue frame of his Idle system, suddenly an epiphany struck him.
Just as his system was working for him to study trading now and would continue to study and practice other things for him later.
He just needed to find someone or something to make money for him.
But who would work for him? If there were someone like that, he or she could simply give him money directly instead. There would be no need for all this roundabout approach.
Feeling stuck again, Christian was frustrated as nothing seemed to come to his mind.
After thinking a bit more without coming at an answer, he decided to continue searching for another ways to make money or for someone to work hard instead of him later. Then He set a limit of two hours for trading each day.
And opened his phone to continue reading his unfinished novel. Having a masochist Chinese protagonist, who loves the hard the way while also going against the heaven. There was really nothing more satisfying than to read stories of how people struggle out there, while he lay lazily in the comfort of his bed.