Christian's ideas about trading revolved around timing and analysis. After all, trading isn't just about cryptocurrencies; stocks, company shares, and other assets are also part of the equation.
So where is getting at?
Christian thought of a company as a whole, but not in terms of creating one, rather, he considered seizing one!
After all, when there was the easy choice of reaping the rewards of other people's hard work, why should he go through the trouble of creating one himself?
Of course, he wouldn't seize anyone's hard work, but while the world might have many things that are scarce or extinct, bad and horrible people were never among them; they were always in abundance.
He could serve justice to those wrongly treated individuals within the corporate system while simultaneously acquiring the company for himself as a handling fee.
Could there be anything more beautiful than this kind of justice? Christian could hardly think of anything that compared.
He could seize a company, make money from it, and have his sister, who was itching to do sothing out of boredom, beco the CEO, like the president of it.
Christian felt awestruck by his own idea, marveling at his brilliant mind. As this move would solve many problems all at once, and not just for him, but for others as well.
And if his current knowledge wasn't sufficient, he could simply put Business Managent or even Law in his Idle Practicing slot, and he'd be all set.
But then ca the crucial question: "WHEN?"
Now, with his exams at school nearing their end and his busy schedule focused on creating the AI, it was certainly not the right ti.
Then what about afterward? While the thought crossed Christian's mind, he realized that it would be even more inappropriate at that ti. As he would be focusing on identifying the person responsible for his parents' death more thoroughly, making it an even bigger "no."
'But then, why did I have to go through all this mind-racking if it was impossible?'
While feeling helpless, knowing that nothing would change in the imdiate future, Christian still held a glimr of hope that he would eventually implent his plans.
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Three days passed, and Christian was returning ho from school after completing his final exam. A wave of unprecedented joy washed over him, so intense that he found it difficult to conceal.
Despite already having mastered his school subjects with the help of his Idle System and no longer needing to study, the anticipation of finally being free from school still brought a lightness to his step.
Now, with the exams behind him and school out of the way, he felt a surge of relief mixed with excitent for what lay ahead.
The sun shone brightly in the sky, casting a warm glow over everything, and he couldn't help but smile at the world around him.
With each step Christian took toward his ho, he felt more invigorated, ready to embrace whatever awaited him now that this grueling chapter of his life had finally closed.
He was even planning to treat today as a well-deserved holiday for himself, avoiding any work related to AI, a rare indulgence amidst his otherwise recent packed schedule.
Christian felt that a day dedicated solely to relaxation was long overdue.
Perhaps he would spend the afternoon playing gas he had neglected for so long or catch up on so stacked novels he had been putting off.
But after considering those two activities and trying to think of what else he could do, he found nothing.
The more he reflected on it, the more he realized that he didn't have that many options available to him, which now only added to his frustration.
It was a rare opportunity, after all, and Christian wanted to make the most of it. He knew it would be a long ti before he could fully finish what he was currently doing, so he was determined to seize the day and enjoy every mont.
Thinking carefully about what he could do now, Christian realized he didn't find much aside from a few gas and novels. However, upon reflection, he wasn't feeling very enthusiastic even about them anymore like before.
Actually, lately, aside from his ti with his sister, which he found calming, he hadn't engaged in anything that genuinely excited him.
'Why is it like this?'
Christian started questioning himself, feeling he shouldn't be in this position, grappling with this kind of problem. This was the life he wanted—the life where he didn't have to do any work. Yet now, with work and school taken away from him, he found himself without anything he truly wanted to do.
Then what is the aning of all this?
Feeling as though he was facing a serious crisis, Christian began to contemplate the reasons behind it.
And he quickly found the answer, the root of his current crisis: it all started the day he got his Idle System.
The fantasy novels he once loved lost their flavor. As a fan of fantasy stories, he had enjoyed their extraordinary aspects, knowing that they were beyond the norm, that they were unobtainable. However, now that his life had beco one of fantasy, now that the world had revealed itself to be fantastical as well, albeit a hidden one, his feelings changed.
The novels had lost sothing essential, sothing that once captivated him.
He felt that what he normally read was no longer interesting, now appearing mundane. What once captivated him now couldn't seem more ordinary. Your next read awaits at m v|l-e-
While, of course, there were still a few rare or special ones among them, still readable and slightly interesting, but they remained just that, nothing more. And the others? They had beco so dull that they were barely bearable anymore.
When it ca to gas, Christian realized his interest hadn't changed much. After all, people played gas for that sense of achievent, like leveling up or acquiring better gear.
He still felt that thrill when he accomplished sothing in a ga. However, the imrsion just wasn't there. Unlike novels, where he could lose himself in an entire world, gas often felt less engaging. Even though so had stories within them, he had never been a fan of those.
So, while nothing had changed much and he still found so satisfaction in gaming, it didn't provide the sa depth and excitent that fantasy stories once had. It had always been less captivating for him than novels, after all.
This realization, while offering him slight relief, still deepened his frustration.
After reflecting on all of this, Christian thought about his monts with his sister, which now seed the most vibrant of all, and a newfound sense of gratitude welled up within him, he felt truly thankful for her presence in his life.
Then, as he rembered his other ongoing tasks, he couldn't help but feel a bit odd.
'So maybe it's actually good that I have the AI and Trading to focus on?'
As he neared his house, feeling a swirl of complex emotions, Christian suddenly realized he was overthinking it. He could simply do what made him comfortable, why is he complicating things so much?
Upon arriving at this point and believing in a better future, believing that he was at least at the correct path, Christian felt his complex emotions evaporate, and a sense of relief filled him, and happiness for his school ending returned to him, as if nothing had ever happened.
As Christian entered the house, he spotted his sister leaning against the wall near the entrance, dressed in an oversized t-shirt, likely just wearing panties underneath. He tried to ignore her sexy appearance, as it had beco the norm for him recently. However, he couldn't overlook the way she was clearly waiting for him, her expression a mix of emotions, with relief and anticipation among them.
"Welco ho," she said softly, her words short but heavy with emotion. Her gaze betrayed her true feelings, a sulkiness lingering in her eyes because she had wanted to be at school with him today.
But he had insisted there was no need for her to make a fuss about attending, as he didn't want to draw more attention to himself, even if it was the last day. Besides, he didn't feel like it was that significant of an occasion, it wasn't like it was graduation day, after all. If she attended that, it would be enough, or so he thought.
Yet, despite his sister's disappointnt, the intense affection she radiated was unmistakable. It wrapped around him like a warm embrace, reminding him just how much she cared. As even in her "cute" quiet sulking appearance, he could still feel her happiness for him as strong as ever.
Looking at the current scene quietly, still not replying, Christian couldn't help but feel like this was really it, this was the mont.
As long as his life had monts like this, it wouldn't be boring, it would actually feel quite fulfilling, even comforting.
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